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remember to breathe!

After the recent red light... fiasco, Chevalier was being more than just careful. There were worse things than being spotted at the kingdom's quaint inn, to put it simply. So the prince sat at one of the tables, quietly absorbing the casual chatter of the other inhabitants of the building. In no time, he'd finished the light breakfast on his plate, left only with his citrus drink as he leaned back and took in the surroundings with muted interest.

Without a doubt, Chevy stood out. He was dressed in fine clothing, suitable for a very wealthy merchant, or even a lord. Fine fabrics of a solid, vibrant blue hue made up his tunic, and his pants? They were tailored just as finely as the shirt. Though they were black in color, it was beyond the price of even the average wealthy citizen. He didn't mean to, exactly... Dressing as a commoner wasn't proper, so he was left to search his closet for the 'casual' outfits. Strangely, it was hard to tell the difference between what was 'normal' and what was a luxury of royalty. He struggled with it often.

But the need to dress in a way that would help him blend in was more and more useful given his new interest in the affairs of the kingdoms beyond Dubonna. Chevalier hoped his time to become king was far off, but he didn't doubt that a firsthand understanding of the kingdoms presently and throughout the future would prove valuable for him.

✘ chevy

and, everything will be okay.

[Jez]

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It had been a long day so far and it was just a few hours before noon. The Princess had gotten up early (well before daybreak )for she had things to do around the castle, as well as deal with some silly advisors that apparently didn't have their heads screwed on quite right this morning just making things more difficult for the eldest princess. Then she traveled out to some of the most isolated farms near the castle checking on the families, animals, and over work rate. Though she didn't per say mind after all it was her duty as a princess but it was rather tiering.

So now she though she would relax a little for the time being. In her small kingdom there were some places you could go for fun and enjoy yourself if you knew were to look the same goes with places to relax. The inn usually was a good place to sit down in a corner able to have a cup of tea or anything else for that matter and enjoy it in peace. That was the exact reason why the princess had decided to head there for a moment of relaxation before having to go back to running around. So as she was about to enter the inn she looked down at herself and thought if it were to dressy for the place. Yes she was a princess and proud of it it she didn't want to be the center of attention.

She was in one of her dress, luckily not her white one for this pale purple had some speckles of dirt from the farms. It was a V neck cut with the fabric leaving her shoulders bare but reconnected into sleeves about an inch down her arm. The dress was form fitting and slowly spread at the bottom were it was very fun to spin. Around her neckline was a swirled design in a darker purple with a few lines of silver looking threading. This same desgin was repeated around her waist and the cuffs of her sleeves. At most she would look like the child of some one wealthy but not a princess. Still she pulled back her hairs braiding it quickly, it shortened her long hair slight but that was good enough for now as her hair was the thing most citizens recognized her with

So being about as ready as she was going to get she walked in the small inn. It was more crowded then she expected. Scanning the inn she only saw one place open and that Was across a blue haired boy at a table. She made her way over to the table looking as if she were drifting between the tables. Once she came to the table in a quiet voice she asked,"Hello, I was wondering if I could sit with you? There arent any other seats." of cours she could have just smiled and ordered him to let her but she didn't want to be rude and didn't like to use her power like that. "I'm Desi by the way." she gave her nickname, it was something she would answer to but also different from her full name just one more precaution for the day.

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[Decimus]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 305px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 10px; padding-left: 5px; border-left: 1px dotted #b3b3b3;]It was so entertaining to sit among the people, even if they weren't his people. They sure didn't seem much different than those one would find frequenting Dubonna at this time of day. Actually, surely some of these people were traveling. Some could be from Dubonna. He was interrupted during this observation when a girl, by the looks of it in her teens, approached and asked to sit by him. He wouldn't mind the company, but he listened patiently to her explanation for why. "Certainly. Busy place,

[/color]" Chevalier pointed out politely, gesturing to the spot opposite of himself. "I would be delighted to have you join me.[/color]" The first thing he noticed was, she wasn't wearing clothes he would classify as 'commoner'. Wealthy indeed, she reminded him of a daughter of a merchant who spent large sums just to make his daughter appear to be royalty to win the attention of equally wealthy suitors. Hopefully she wasn't out for his attention.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Desi.[/color]" Chevalier nodded. Good, no last names. "My name's Chevalier.[/color]" His name seemed comparatively long and formal, but he was sure that wasn't by mistake on the part of his parents. He'd never really asked, truthfully.

"Are you traveling, too?[/color]" Chevalier prompted curiously. He wasn't sure if she wanted to talk, or if she just needed a place to sit while she ordered food, but he'd do his best to adapt to either scenario.

✘ chevy

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She nodded and smiled pulling her dress close to her legs and taking a seat properly. She was lucky he let and was so nice about it. At times if she wasn’t careful she could be talking to a very rude or just plain odd people, though by the looks of this one he wasn’t either. So she sat down without a word, very lady like as her mother taught her, something that she never really used often. He looked him up and down from his blue hair to his the end of his shirt (that she could see due to the table cutting off his pants and such). Just as well he seemed to be of wealth but she had never seen him before, she wondered who he was. As it was she knew most of the wealthy families in the small kingdom.

“As it is nice to meet you too Chevalier,” She smiled letting her hands fold neatly on the table, “That’s a unique name, I think I’ve only heard it once or twice before.” Yet she couldn’t quite place it. It seemed to be on the tip of her tongue but the person whose name it belonged to appeared to be a mystery for now. “Have we met?” She asked her tone slightly less formal now and more for conversation between friends. She hated having to speak extremely formal like so she would unless she have too which at the moment it seemed to her she didn’t as it was only the son of a merchant or perhaps a lord at best.

So a traveler? She would love to travel but one her father wouldn’t let her with the threat of a major war hanging over and two she had so much to do here. She lightly shook her head, “I’m afraid not, I prefer to help were I can around here. Though from what I take you are a traveler? Do you like our small kingdom?” She asked making small talk smiling lightly. It was odd saying ‘our’ instead of ‘my’ when talking about the kingdom. She glanced around tugging at her braids trying to see if anyone noticed her yet, thankfully no one had though she still played with her hair. She liked it down much better than up, even in a braid.
full name just one more precaution for the day.

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[Decimus]

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[/color]" Chevalier prompted. She must not be too important- he would have remembered a name like Desiree if he'd really been introduced directly to her, wouldn't he? He thought so. "We may have met. If we did, it must have been at a ball or another prestegious gathering at one of the castles- the things wealth can buy.[/color]"

"I don't like traveling, much less on my own. I stumbled upon a rather... unsavory section of town the other day, but the citizens are very kind. I met a teenager named Evander who proved most helpful in getting me beyond that area.[/color]" Chevalier gave a small shake of his head, sending the blue strands of hair to fall down over his forehead in a new position. Why was he rambling? Apparently the conversational tone was getting to him. As for him offering the statement about the red lights district, had he known she was the princess, he wouldn't have been honest about that part for several reasons.

"I mean, I travel to understand the world a little bit better. I'll be taking over for my father one day, so I'd like to know the areas outside of Dubonna.[/color]" Chevalier corrected, his statement more precise this time. That was how he was taught to speak. No more information than he had to give. His attention wandered to her playing with her hair, but he didn't mind the action at all. It distracted him a bit, to be fair.

✘ chevy

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She nodded then it clicked. Des gave a short laugh, “How silly of me. Yes indeed I have. Though I’ve never met its owner.” The Prince of Dubonna, how could she have forgotten? She often wanted to travel to that kingdom; the rumors of its beauty were unimaginable. Her father had gone a few times before but had never taken her with him. She’s also heard rumors of the prince, but she was never one for rumors about people, especially when it came to royalty. She couldn’t even count the number she had heard about herself. As he mentioned wealth she nodded, “Wealth can buy many things indeed… Though not the things that counts. Happiness, health for the kingdom…Safety.” She said starting to ramble before she caught herself.

Turning her brown eyes to him a question rose in them. “Oh did you now? Must have been a very… interesting adventure.” She said shaking her head; she had a good guess where he ended up. Evander… It sounded like they ran into the same young man. Though she couldn't be sure. There must be many people with that name. “So you’re not a traveler but you travel for duty, if I understand you correctly. I’m not even allowed to do that…” She shrugged rolling her eyes. “Over protective fathers, what are you going to do?” She laughed before propping her elbow on the table and resting her chin on the back of her hand.

Des noticed the change in his tone, the way he spoke slightly and a small frown on her face appeared. She rather dislikes formal but if that’s how he wanted to play it. “So where were you playing to travel next? Maybe you can write me of your more…” She tried to think of the words he used earlier. “savory adventures?” She really didn’t think he would take her up on that offer, more or less it was a joke. “I would love to travel to Dubonna.” She said quietly eyes distant for a moment before returning to the present.

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[/color]" Chevy offered. Chevalier listened patiently when she listed the things not bought by money. He offered a small smile, not bothering to say he only said it to keep her from realizing he was the prince. He didn't exactly realize it hadn't worked. She didn't directly state that she knew him.

"My journey was definite worthwhile- they always are. It is nice to just be completely alone, but as it happens, I always seem to miss my brother's company while I'm away. He's far more adventurous.[/color]" Chevalier explained. The more he traveled recently, the more he realized how sheltered he'd been when his days had merely consisted of finishing one book after another in the comfort of the Dubonna castle.

"I'm sure he means well. I don't have any sisters myself, but I don't think I could forgive myself if anything happened to my little brother, so I can't begin to imagine the worry of a father.[/color]" Chevalier mused. He wanted nothing more than to have a family of his own, but he'd certainly be an overprotective father. When he was king, he was sure he'd have even more reason to worry about people with ill intentions.

"The kingdom of Numenor is next. I would gladly write you, but I'm not sure it'll be eventful. I don't think I'll draw anyone's notice, I just want to see for myself what the sate of the kingdom is.[/color]" Chevalier answered honestly. The idea that someone would want to read about what happened to him was a bit odd in itself, but he supposed that as a prince, it was something he should get used to.

"You want to see Dubonna?[/color]" Chevalier prompted, a smile on his features. "Maybe I can help you. Perhaps if I escort you, your father might approve. I'd bring you back safely- Dubonna is a very peaceful kingdom.[/color]" Surely no one could refuse the request of a prince to have permission to travel to a foreign kingdom. And between himself and the guards, she really wouldn't be in any danger. Besides, Chevalier liked to share his kingdom with strangers, especially those who had never been to his kingdom before.

✘ chevy

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At his smile she wanted to offer her own name to see if he would be able to place her among her place in royalty. “Wouldn’t we all? May I offer my full name?” She said quietly, voice dropping slightly so the people in the still crowded inn wouldn’t hear, at least not everyone. Perhaps a few that were close by but she doubted that anyone would be listening to the two’s conversation. “Desiree Grey,” She said her voice somehow dropping to an even quieter tone yet still loud enough from him to hear. She smiled once before looking out the window waiting to see if he would recognize the name.
She nodded understanding the perks of being alone. As a royal it hardly ever happened, it was a plus going on a journey alone allowed a person to grow and develop into their own self without the pressures of others constantly hanging around. It was partly the reason why she herself likes to go into the towns and farms in disguise, that and it were just easier to move around. “It’s definitely understandable. Even though siblings can be rather annoying at times you miss them so much after you haven’t seen them for a bit. Is he going about his own journeys?” She questioned thinking about her own sisters running around somewhere.

She nodded along smiling, “Yes he does. I guess it’s a little hard managing three girls on top of everything else he does. You’re very protective of your brother than? You must be very close.” She stated, she felt the same over her sisters even when they weren’t on the best terms. She guessed it just came with being the eldest. Thinking of her father she guessed she really wouldn’t understand until she herself was a parent though that wouldn’t hope for a few years. At least she hoped not, not with that prince she was getting married to. Just the thought of it made her want to cringe, going to that kingdom that practically destroyed her kingdom and people.

She laughed, “Nothing interesting will happen if you think like that,” But then thinking of Numenor again she shrugged, “I might be visiting that kingdom myself soon. Though it won’t be by choice,” She said closing her eyes for a moment; she didn’t really want to go to that kingdom. Opening her eyes she smiled sweetly. “Yes I would love to see it,” she said gently, “That would be lovely. You would be able to show all the best spots and I’m sure Father would have to approve of that.” It would be wonderful to see the kingdom, and with Chevalier it was bound to be more fun with someone to go around with. He as well seemed very nice at least she would be able to speak with somebody she knew in the foreign land.

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[atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 305px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 10px; padding-left: 5px; border-left: 1px dotted #b3b3b3;]If she hadn't lowered her voice, he probably wouldn't have guessed that her name was of any relation to the royalty. Perhaps distantly, like a second cousin or something, but he hardly would have expected to run into fellow royalty. Maybe he should have been more forthcoming before. But it made sense now that she would probably know of him, more so than the average citizen in her kingdom might. "Oh? Think your father'd mind I was here? I haven't told my own parents.

[/color]" Chevalier questioned, a bit guiltily. "I don't know what the laws regarding visiting royalty is. But I wouldn't mind announcing myself, if you think he'd want me to.[/color]" Apparently he was rather unlucky. But who would have ever imagined the princess to frequent such a common place?

"Yeah- we get along well. My brother is quite adventurous. I tend to keep to myself, while he always seems to be outside doing something or other. It's hard to keep up with him a lot of the time. Sometimes I just feel like I'm tagging along for his adventures, which are usually far more engaging than mine.[/color]" Chevalier replied. Which was true. He was far more interested in books and quiet conversations with small groups, while his brother seemed quite the opposite to him. Chevalier did greatly admire his brother for those differences though. If he could have tagged along with Kris for all his adventures, he probably would have, at least until the thought of slowing him down caught up with Chevy

Chevy knew there was something she wasn't saying. The way she closed her eyes, as if she could make it go away, or perhaps she just needed a moment to think and relied on the nonverbal cue to tell him- either way, there was something there that he wasn't aware of. He wasn't surprised. He knew very little about foriegn relations, much less about the inner workings of foreign kingdoms. Instead of prying into whatever it was she was thinking about, he opted for a more casual take on it.

"I've heard rumors about it. I guess it isn't the best place to be.[/color]" Chevalier kept the assessment intentionally vague. The rumors he heard couldn't possibly be true, though. He'd heard the majority of the population was enslaved and that they had jails instead of homes.

"Anytime you're up for it, I'll take you.[/color]" Chevalier promised, pleased that she seemed so receptive to the idea. It was always fun to share his kingdom with someone else. "I wouldn't mind seeing a bit more of your kingdom myself.[/color]" Chevy added. Mostly to be kind, but partly because he really was curious about the the places he had yet to discover in the unfamiliar land. At least if he was walking with her, he wouldn't end up somewhere he shouldn't be.

✘ chevy

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Thinking about it she wasn’t sure her father would mind if Chevalier was visiting or not. Since he was the Dubonna Prince and not the Numenor Prince. Well she wasn’t even sure about that since he was going to marry one of them. “Probably not, there aren’t any specific laws, but he would want you to announce yourself.” It was rather odd running into a prince at an inn let alone having a conversation for him. It was a funny thing fate was, after all this had been the only open seat and it happened to be next to a prince. It really was odd sometimes.

“I’m also close with my siblings; my middle sister Tanem and I are very close. Though she tends to be very quiet around other people besides our family. The only adventures we really go on are one to different farms around the country trying to help out as much as we can.” It was true they were different yet very close at the same time. Desi started to wonder what her younger sisters were doing at the moment. “Yes but they are adventures and I’m sure they are engaging in their own way.” She added after a moment of thought.

She nodded along with him, “Yeah hopefully it will get better once one of us gets over there…” Her brain was almost on auto pilot when she said that. Then realizing what she said she sat up straighter eyes slightly wider. Wait do they know? “Um I mean… Do you know?” She asked quietly her hands folding in her lap, eyes locking on his. This could be very, very bad if his kingdom didn’t know but maybe also a good thing. Oh she didn’t know and there was only one way to find out and that was to ask Chevy if he was aware of the offer. She wondered if he would approve of such a deal or if he would be against it.

“A tour for a tour then?” Des smiled. She would really be up for a trip anytime but she knew she would have to speak to her father or mother first. At least accompanied by Chevy they should let her go if not the added guards should convince them. But first they were in her kingdom so a giving him a look around seemed great. “If you want I’ll give you a look around now.” She said gesturing to the window looking out from the inn into the busy square. She did love her kingdom though she didn’t know how Chevy would react to it.

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[/color]" Chevy replied. Which was true- he didn't think it would be a problem to meet King Grey.

"I wish I could say my brother and I did things like that. I think we both believe Dubonna's doing just fine without us. But maybe we should pay more attention.[/color]" Chevalier really was considering it now. There had to be some people in his kingdom that would benefit from feeling listened to, even if it was just princes that were paying attention.

"I don't know what you're referring to, no...[/color]" Chevalier replied, slightly startled by her reaction. If she was talking about the state of Numenor, he wasn't sure why she'd be going over there, or why he'd be- was he the other one she was talking about? The whole line of conversation was now over his head. Maybe he should have started paying attention to the other kingdoms earlier. He had no idea she was talking about her or her sister going to Numenor.

"That sounds fair,[/color]" Chevalier nodded, smiling in return. To have her offer to give him the proposed tour now was odd. He nodded again, though. "Sure, sounds like fun,[/color]" Chevalier rose from his spot. Initially he started to extend his hand to help her up. One look around the inn reminded him that they didn't know she was royalty. He dropped his hand back to his side, offering a slightly sheepish smile, as if to say 'oops, sorry'.

✘ chevy

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“He’s in a meeting at the moment, hence why the tour now, but later.” She nodded thinking about the last time she had accidently interrupted a meeting with some very important noblemen. Her father had not been happy to say the least and the others had given her some very disgusted looks. She had got a nice talking to after that even though it’s not as hard as he would have gone on her sisters but hey she wasn’t that used to it. Then coming out of the memory she smiled at him wondering how the future meeting would go.

A small sad half smile crept onto her features. “There’s a deal going on, almost as we speak.” She said slowly, voice quiet as she wasn’t sure how the kingdom stood on it. “One of the Princesses of Mordrivale is to marry the eldest son of Numenor. Being the eldest it’s most probable that I will be married off, even though I have no wish to be married off.” Marring for love… is that too much to ask for?” She added in her mind, as she spoke her eyes were down cast. This was not something she liked. “Even if it’s not me I’ll still lose one of my sisters.” Just the thought of it made her sad but she wouldn’t let it get to her. She couldn’t. So she picked up her head, a fake smile upon her lips, “But it’s for the good of my kingdom, so I guess it’ll be alright.”

Now she smiled for real, happy to be distracted for a moment. Already starting to stand up she noticed his hand and gave a small laugh. “It’s alright I’m still a lady.” She joked leading him out of the inn. Tugging on his arm she lead him left to the more upbeat part of town. There were many shops and children playing around. She pointed out many of the shops, some restaurants, and homes of the people she knew. Some children playing with a ball lost as it rolled past the two royals a small boy ran into Des falling to the ground.

Instead of being mad or upset like some wealthier children she bent and helped him back up, then brushed him off and sent him on his marry way. A smile beaming on his face. “Even though we’re small there’s still love and fun times all around. Many still remember our former beauty.” She said eyes watching the group for a moment. Before turning to Chevy. “This is our nicer section of town though, some places can get rather sad. Those are the ones we try to help out the most.” Des loved all of sections though, no matter what they looked like. She only wished they could all be as happy.

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[/color]" Chevalier replied, his expression one of surprise. It was strange to think something like that would be possible in a kingdom like this. "I can't imagine a situation like that... I'm sorry. Numenor's an evil kingdom.[/color]"

Hearing her assure him she was still a lady made him feel slightly better. Of course she was. He just didn't want to earn her too much attention. He didn't object when she tugged him along, he followed willingly, taking in their surroundings curiously. He found himself staying quiet until the boy ran into Des. He could relate to wanting to treat the citizens of his kingdom. Not that he didn't get annoyed on occassion, because he did. Still, there was something to be said about the way she was so kind when she helped him up.

"It is?[/color]" Chevalier questioned to her saying it was their nicer section of town. His own kingdom still retained the beauty and glory it was created with- while it had problems, he didn't think of it as having any particular 'bad' areas. Poor, sure- he would like to think they weren't suffering much.

"There's something charming about your kingdom, Des.[/color]" Chevalier mused. Which, there was. Something beautiful, though it wasn't as visible as the fine gardens and friendly faces of Dubonna.

✘ chevy

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