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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2014 5:00:26 GMT
Connall O'Braddagh
He chuckled as he watched the couple for a moment or two more before they agreed to stay for the night. He nodded and turned to Moira who happened to speak up and ask for him to show them to their rooms at about that moment. "Of course," he said with a smile. He ushered everyone from the chapel, which he closed and locked behind him. One of the benefits of being king? Having a key to every freaking room in the palace. That includes hidden rooms, by the way. He tucked the key away and turned to usher them all down the hall towards the chambers of the palace that weren't already spoken for. He hadn't been lying earlier when he'd told Moira that the more extravagant rooms were the only ones that were left available. And they would see as soon as they made it to that part of the palace. He fell into step by the visiting queen, letting the newly weds take their time as they pleased. He figured the couple would probably be busy fawning over one another for a while. "I hope, however brief it has been, that you have enjoyed your time in my kingdom," he said with a small smile. Yeah. So he's horrible with small talk. |
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Post by Lorcan MacAteer on Jul 3, 2014 5:12:27 GMT
Lorcan would roll his when she commented about the shirt, "You'll get another one, surely," he'd say, refraining from shrugging his shoulders as he was carrying her. He tried to move as quickly as he could without jostling her, which was really wearing on his patience; he could've been to his rooms in less than half the time it was taking him now, but he wouldn't allow himself to become frustrated. Not yet, anyways. The frustrated part was when he finally did arrive at the empty room beside his own, cursing when he realized it was locked. He didn't have the key to it, and would thus growl, kicking the door roughly before turning and leaning against it. "I'm gonna have to-" he would start, only to pause as he caught witness of an entourage passing this way. His rooms were on the way to the extravagant rooms in the palace, and right now he was quite grateful for it, as he witnessed Conn at the head of the group. "Brother, I need some help. Forgot these doors got locked when they aren't being used."
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Post by Moira Coughlan on Jul 3, 2014 5:35:38 GMT
Moira smiled happily when Connall agreed to show them to the rooms. She was really tired and it showed a little bit, especially to another Kingdom ruler. She spent most of the night prior getting the advisers ready and then riding her mare to get to the Eastern Kingdom with Ina. She walked though with elegance from outsider eyes and when he began speaking to her, she curiously looked at him and then back to the foreground of their adventures. Something satisfied her about looking up at Connall. It was nice to not be considered the giant in the room as a woman for once. "I have, I quite enjoy your Kingdom. It is less tight nit then my own.. And less confusing." She'd softly put it. "It feels more like a family here." She said and it stung a bit. His words before they were interrupted by Renny and Alpin. Her heart ached a little for the love they shared again but she kept her composure.
When they came up to Lorcan she smiled and then blinked at the human in his arms. She noticed the forms on the human's chest, the firey long feminine hair. Then she noticed Lorcan's present state and the Queen actually managed to blush without keeping composure. "Lorcan, you're built like a Viking." She'd say to recompose herself. Then she looked at Connall and looked down at his stomach. "My gods." She'd shake her head. "My parents have bad taste in men." She'd look to Cori and bit her lip. "Are you ok?"
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Post by Cori Frighil on Jul 3, 2014 5:47:39 GMT
When he began to kick the door because it was locked she sighed heavily. And then winced all over at the large sigh. She wouldn't do that again. But she'd have a day. That's for sure. Feeling him lean against something she ended up having her body pushed more against his and she felt awkward for a second. Skin was touching his that she didn't really want touching. 'I'm gonna have to--' came out of his mouth and she blinked in curiousity. Mostly to herself when she felt herself get excited for what was going to come out of his pretty smile. Then she felt her stomach lift into her throat. Seeing Connall and a very pretty lady Cori's eyes knew as Queen Moira approach with two others who looked completely in love. She'd cry if she could. But she'd cried from almost losing her life prior. She tried to shift her arm but found it would just cause Lorcan issues with keeping her in his arms. So she stopped. Something in her whimpered about being shirtless infront of men.
But she'd be lying if she said that Moira's comment on Lorcan's build wasn't funny. And extremely true. She'd blush because of the Queen's blush. Also because. Male eyes. When the Queen asked her if she was ok she'd scoff a little. "Nothin' a Viking can't take, You're Majesty.. Just a cat scratch" She'd give the best smile the red head could manage. "I..I'm Lady Knight Cori Frighil."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2014 6:02:26 GMT
Ranait Mahon
She positively beamed at Alpin's response and kissed him again. "Just wait until we get to our chambers," she whispered in his ear and placed a quick kiss below the lobe of it. When Connall ushered them out of the room and down the hall she made no qualms about leaving. She slipped her hand through Alpin's arm, placing her still bandaged hand on the man's bicep. Yeah, Moira might feel good not being tall, but Renny felt like a freaking midget compared to all of these people. When some shirtless man carrying a shirtless woman called out to the king she didn't even bat an eye. He might have been attractive to her if she didn't have eyes solely for her husband at the moment. She did, however, cringe slightly in sympathetic pain upon seeing the stitched up lacerations on the woman's torso. And she'd thought that having her hand stitched together had been bad. It looked like the poor girl had been mauled by a giant cat. (Oh the irony.) Her attention turned back to the duke when their procession was waylaid, and she couldn't help but beam up at the man. Yes, she was still a bundle of nerves thinking about what might come next, but she was still thrilled to be married to the man. |
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Post by Alpin Mahon on Jul 3, 2014 6:14:30 GMT
Alpin was kind of shocked at what she whispered in his ear, though immediately after the shock wore off all he wanted to do was scoop her up and dash for their rooms, which he couldn’t do. Because he had no idea where they were at. So, he had to follow along behind Connall and Moira, staying far enough back so that it felt as if they were alone, despite the fact that they really weren’t. As they walked he would occasionally reach over to brush his fingers lightly over her neck, or down her side, trying in little ways to get payback for what she’d told him. When they were stopped by two half-naked individuals he would frown, his head tipping a bit to the side as he takes the sight in; it was a rather large warrior holding an injured…maiden? Either way he would simply shrug and cast his gaze back to Ranait, figuring that whatever was going on was not only none of his business, but that he didn’t need to care about it at this point in time. He did feel a little bad that he didn’t care as much though, as both individuals looked rather worn out, especially the injured woman.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2014 6:27:07 GMT
Connall O'Braddagh
He flashed Moira a smile when she said that she had enjoyed it there. "Well, I'm glad you've enjoyed your time here," he said sincerely. "Ah. Yeah. I guess that's what you get being in this palace. Lorcan is more like a brother to me because we grew up as close as neighbors get around here," he said with a chuckle. "And when his parents passed on, mine kind of adopted him," he added. It was still bittersweet for him to think about such things because his family had passed not long after Lorcan's. Speak of the devil. He looked up when he heard his friend call out to him. "Ah. Yeah, sorry," he said with a frown as he moved past the other man and unlocked the door to the chambers that Lorcan had been trying to get in to. He didn't even bat an eye at the fact that his friend/brother was shirtless and carrying the viking. She looked far to injured for him to be suspicious of anything. He frowned at her appearance, but didn't really have much time to chat about it. "I'll catch up with you later," he promised the two of them before he lead the others a little farther down the hall. He unlocked another set of chambers and ushered the duke and his new wife into them before trailing a distance down the hall and unlocking another set for the visiting queen. "If you need anything there's usually servants running around doing something no matter the time of day. Feel free to use them as you need," he said to her with a faint smile. "Rest well, Lady Queen," he said as his farewell to the woman. |
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Post by Taki on Jul 3, 2014 17:20:58 GMT
TIME SKIP NEXT DAY
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Post by Moira Coughlan on Jul 3, 2014 17:27:42 GMT
Had said thank you and good night to Connall with a light tap on his shoulder and a smile. "Thank you." She'd bow her head a bit and then went in to sleep. She didn't like sleeping in other's castles or homes. Well, she didn't do much sleeping in her own home. Her Summer Castle got on her nerves. She preferred the Winter one. She didn't use the servants when she woke up and gave up bright and early in the morning. Only to find her slip washed and ready for her at the foot of her bed and her dress was hanging over the bed. Smirking the servants had come in. But she was very thankful to them. However a female servant came in when Moira had gotten her slip on herself. Blinking as they came in with a pretty Eastern dress. Moira had been a stuttering mess because she was ok with wearing her dress the prior day but she found out the hard way that Eastern people were very persistent and she found herself touring the halls in a off-red earthy brown tone. They liked the colour on her, or so that's what they said. She wasn't thrilled on how low it was but she would be lying if she said she didn't like it. Also it amused the servants due to the fact they didn't have a Queen to dress up and the King well. He wore commoner's clothing. Her hair was down again with her bangs pinned back as per usual.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 2:25:15 GMT
He'd been up since basically the ass-crack of dawn, but had just now started to wander the halls. Being a king was a busy thing to do, even if it wasn't exactly the most interesting thing in the world to do. He hadn't really had anything in particular in mind as per something to do, but he'd considered harassing the bulls again for a moment or two before he spotted the northern Queen and walked over towards her. "Hello, Lady Queen," he said with a smile. "It's good to see you again, though I must admit that I'm surprised that you're still here. I figured you would have been either on your way to see your sister or on your way back to your kingdom by now," he admitted. "Not that I'm trying to get rid of you or anything," he assured her in a teasing tone. He shifted his stance so that he wasn't too close to the woman as to make her uncomfortable, but close enough they could converse without having to raise their voices. His gaze shifted to the wall for a moment and he noticed that it was rather barren. Well; most of the castle was under decorated, for that matter. |
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Post by Moira Coughlan on Jul 8, 2014 2:42:50 GMT
She didn't spot the King, so when he walked over she actually jumped from being in a daze about the architecture. Her eyes widened as she looked at him and then sighed a little. She wasn't used to the thick accents; surely she had an accent but it wasn't anything like Connall's or Lorcan's. Or the Lady Knight she met the night prior. "Oh you startled me Connall." She dropped the formality it seemed. When he got close enough she'd take a step forward. A bit of a tease the Queen seemed to be. "Ah, your servants pestered me to see the castle.. I also don't know about seeing my sister or if I should return home. Your servants are persistent and told me to look around before leaving and say my farewells to you." She'd chuckle at their persistence. "They also decided to dress me up. I hope I don't cross lines wearing an Eastern dress?" She turned somewhat when he turned to try and pull up the dress. Trying to be modest. "I was admiring the architecture. Your castle is very easily laid out. I wish my own was like this." She felt she was rambling to the handsome King and cleared her throat. Trying to stop.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 3:00:38 GMT
He tried not to laugh at the fact that he'd made her jump. Tried being the key word. Failed miserably at it as he couldn't help but chuckle. "Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you," he said with a smile. He didn't so much mind her dropping formality, but for whatever reason Lady Queen seemed to suit her more than any formal king titled suited him. He chuckled when she said the servants had insisted on her seeing the castle and dressing her up. They probably hated him, honestly. Between the lack of decor and his lack of fancy dress. "Aye, they're quite proud of the castle," he admitted. "Oh. No lines crossed at all, Lady Queen. Though if you don't want to wear an Eastern dress all you have to do is tell them no," he added with a frown. "Ah. Yes. Thank the gods for an easy layout," he said with a grin. "Though I suppose I should apologize for the castle not being anywhere near as grand as most are. I guess it's the soldier in me that prefers things to be simple," he admitted with a shrug. He'd heard some of the courtiers and servants complain that the place looked barren, but he wasn't a decorator and didn't mind the bare walls most of the time. |
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Post by Moira Coughlan on Jul 8, 2014 3:09:23 GMT
Moira gave him a wicked look for a moment for his chuckling. "I'll have to think of a punishment for your laughter at startling me, Connall.. And for Startling me!" She pretended to threaten. Crossing her arms. Which didn't help the dress any with hiding anything. But she ignored it. Laughing when he said that she could just say no. "Oh, dear. I don't mind giving them something to look forward too. Since their King is boring." She'd say the boring part sarcastically. Looking at the walls and smiled. "I wasn't looking at the tapestries Connall.. I was merely admiring the stone work in the walls." Her face leveled to look into his eyes. It was nice to be able to just do this to someone. Even looking in Cahir's eyes gave her a consequence. "You absolutely wouldn't want me to walk around in my actual choice of dress." She then paused completely. "N.. Never mind I don't want to know the answer to that one." She said this sort of borderline lying. She caught herself flirting.
"No need to apologize about your castle. The only decoration I have on my walls are books. The tapestries that hang on the castle walls have been there since my King's parents ruled. They are there in the memory of a very respectful royal couple." She held a lot of respect for the late King and Queen. Many did. The Northern Kingdom was once known for being ruled fair.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 3:30:25 GMT
He chuckled at her empty threat and merely shrugged. "I don't startle easily," was all he said in response. While she might be bothered by the lower cut of the dress he could honestly say that he'd only really looked once. Not only was it pointless to be distracted by a married woman, it could be dangerous to be distracted by a woman in general. Or; at least it could have been when he was in battle, so he'd kind of trained himself not to be that way. It wasn't that he wasn't interested in it, but when something was pointless.."Ah. Yes. The structure of the caste is nice," he admitted. He chuckled at her teasing. "Ah. I'm only boring to the servants who want me to wear something that doesn't look like it could have come from a commoner," he said with a shrug. "In everything else I drive them absolutely batty because I have this uncanny knack for throwing myself into what can be considered "life threatening" situations," he paused. "I do have a library. As per tapestries. Everything that was here before I was placed on the throne was carted of to only the gods know where," he said with a shrug. "I'm not much of a decorator and for the most part bare walls are more appealing to me than overly cluttered ones." |
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Post by Moira Coughlan on Jul 8, 2014 3:48:31 GMT
"Well I assume not." She considered it. "Being a soldier and a fellow lover of tact I gather it'll be a challenge. But I did startle you pretty bad when I showed up in your Audience room." She would chuckle at him. Moira let her hips sway as she rested on one primary leg. Moira really didn't get a chance to flirt. Most of her knights tended to be rather young. Like Esras. Though she highly respected her youngest Knight. Smiling when he agreed with her about his castle. Placing her hands behind her back and listened to him. "Yes, I've heard that you're notorious for being shirtless around the palace. The servants pressured me with that statement alone. I mean.. T..To wear a gown."
When he said he had a library she beamed happily. Her love of books showing. "I also have a map. I forgot to admit to that." Swaying her hips again to steady herself. "Simple men are easier to talk too. Nothing to be ashamed of Connall.." He was talking about being boring to a woman married to a very not-boring dolt she had to call a husband. She sighed a little and looked around. "Would you like to join me outside or is there any matters to look at?"
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