Your Princess is still in the Castle

[pantaleon]

Pantaleon

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It was slightly misty tonight Pantaleon noticed as he looked out of the window into the court yard from his office in the royal castle carrying a stack of history books. Okay, it wasn't really an office, but more like a storage place for all of his maps and document, that he needed to do his work and would be too troublesome to drag back and forward. He rarely worked there like some scribe, no offence meant, so he only considered it an office in name only and the war room where some place else in the castle.

Anyhow, it was getting quite late and he needed to get home before his cook went to sleep. It didn't have so much to do with his cook being very angry when he did that, but because it was never nice no matter how powerful you were to wake up the cook when the fire's put out and she had went to sleep. It was not like a hastily visit to a tavern was so bad if he couldn't beeline home fast enough.

He placed the book on a table before quiet down the quiet halls of the night. Occasionally nodding to the saluting guard he passed by as he walked towards he preferred exist near the kitchen, which didn't go through the kitchen but still had some nice smells when you walked by. It was a great motivator him to go faster so that he could get some food for himself.

Standing out of the courtyard he noticed the slight heat from most of the day mixing with the cold evening air. The humidity made him happy that he was not a fancy hair person, and that he just kept it short. His coat was not the best for this weather though. It's a little hot to wear.

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[Inessa]

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if only i could tag him as pantaloons

God. A murky, misty night - Inessa both thanked Grima for the cover that the mist would give her, and wanted to tear her hair out over the stifling, warm humidity - leftovers from the stifling, warm day. To her credit, Inessa shed the more intensive bits of her daily outfit - the armored right arm, for example, was completely unnecessary, and she donned a more casual outfit, even leaving her crown behind.

After all, if she were going to properly meet with her friends, it would be wise of her not to parade around as the princess of Plegia.

The only issue was trying to avoid all of the guards, the ones that thought she was asleep in her room - and even then, it was only barely an issue. Three years gave her quite a bit of experience in the guard's usual patterns and cycles, and she knew that there should only be a few people, if any, on the path she chose to take tonight.

However, she failed to calculate the factor of one green-haired man, standing alone in the courtyard. It wasn't until Inessa was too close to completely avoid him that she understood that what she was looking at was a man, not a particularly tall tree or an oddly placed statue, in the misty, dark night. Her lips pressed together in a thin line of frustration, and she decided to try to simply walk around him - surely he'd think nothing of someone leaving the castle at this time of night.


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IT'S BEEN THIRTEEN SECONDS SINCE YOU ALL LAST SAID,
i've become the apparition you've predicted for my death!

[pantaleon]

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Okay. Now he did have to take his jacket off as just after a few steps, the heat and humidity had been too much for him. Throwing it on his shoulder he turned slightly noticing a human shaped shadow near the servants houses. He wondered who it could be as few servants would be out by now, even to get water from the well since the guards didn't like them walking about at night.

It was in theory for him to check it out since he was part of the military, and had an obligation to protect the royal family. However, if it were an assassin after him, it would be foolish to call the person out since that would give the person the hint to try another day.

Forward on the path he was going, there was a hallway the person back there would have to turn down it to exist the castle since turning they right would lead to a blind path. So he kept walking, and waited on that corner, covered by the wall. If it was an assassin he could wrestle it to the ground, but if it was just a servant having an affair or going out to dip the snout in some hot water, he could just apologies and ignore the person.

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[Inessa]

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Inessa honestly thought that she lost the man within the misty courtyard, and allowed herself some small bit of self-satisfaction, even smiling. You didn't mess with the Iness! She could ditch you even if you were attached to her at the hip, she was completely certain of it. Sticking by the servant's houses was a good idea, and Inessa figured she was home free by the time she reached the final hallway out of the castle.

That was, until she ran smack face first into someone's chest and arms. Perhaps her first thought was 'does this guy work out or something?', and then her second thought somewhere along the lines of 'SHIT.'. Excuse me! She said, a tad bit sharply- now that it was obvious her plan to sneak out fell through, Inessa found herself growing annoyed. Nobody should have been patrolling here at this specific time, especially with Ibarra gone! Just... who are you? She demanded now, a little more gently. She took a step back and smoothed out her shirt, casting suspicious glances at the green-haired and very tall man she had stumbled onto.

In the back of her mind, she noted the fact that she completely would have been chewed out by her parents, should they have known about this little misstep. But to be fair, if they knew much about their daughter at all, they really would have to outright disown her.

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IT'S BEEN THIRTEEN SECONDS SINCE YOU ALL LAST SAID,
i've become the apparition you've predicted for my death!

[pantaleon]

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Putting his guard down, Pantaleon smiled internally hiding his amusement now that he knew who was sneaking around. It wasn't some assassin, nor a haunting ghost; although if he were her minder he would have thought and felt otherwise. No, it was just a certain princess who was in a bit of trouble. Not so much because he wanted to report her, but because he wanted to play a little game to find out just where she was going, and it would be easier to find out if he threw her off balance. However, if his plan was successful he was guaranteed to have to eat at a tavern.

“Your Royal Highness, I am Urbain your new minder and respectable courtesan. Did her majesty not tell you?” he asked but quickly followed up with the following to make sure she didn't have time to respond, “I was told that you sometimes goes on night walks, so I figure I would meet up with you here.”

He took out his arm as if he wanted her to grab onto it and go in hook with him, “So where are we going, Inessa. I would think it would be a great place, won't it?”

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[Inessa]

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Shit.

That's the word that chimed in Inessa's head, over and over again - shit, shit, shit. She really was clumsy. She had seen this man before, somewhere, she was sure of it, though she had no real idea where. Green hair... green hair... who was he? Did she just blow her cover entirely? On the outside, though, she tried to keep the panic out of her posture and tone - she might be shorter than this man, but she still puffed herself up a bit, trying to assume a position of authority.

That was, until he spoke. 'Your Royal Highness, I am Urbain' Who? 'your new minder' What? '...and respectable courtesan.' WHY?! Did her majesty not tell you? What, what, what what what?? For all that Inessa practiced her emotions in the mirror, she was unable to stop the look of confusion and horror from showing on her face. I... she began, but he continued. 'I was told that you sometimes go on night walks, so I figure I would meet up with you here' What the fuck. What the fuck. She had been sure that she was getting away with these scot free - but then again, there was that stint involving Ascher. For all that she tried, she couldn't tie up every loose end, even if she was better than she was when she was 13.

'So where are we going, Inessa. I would think it would be a great place, won't it?' Houston, we have a problem. We have a big big problem and that problem is called Urbain, apparently. Inessa ground her teeth together, she took a deep breath - courtesan??? What the fuck, Maeve - Inessa knew she shouldn't even be thinking such crude words, but there was nothing quite strong enough to convey her utter confusion. Maeve had not mentioned this man - and sure, Inessa might have been avoiding Maeve lately, but that didn't mean her older sister could just up and get some man for her to do the diddly do with! Did she just think every issue was an issue of sexual frustration or something?

This had to be Maeve's doing, it couldn't have been Beatrice's. She, after all, wasn't a 'majesty'. Through clenched teeth, Inessa responded - ...In fact, Her Majesty hasn't said a singular word about it. she wrinkled her nose a bit in distaste, obviously displeased - but then she remembered herself, unclenched her teeth, took a deep breath, and tried a more neutral tone. I, She stressed the word, trying to make it clear that it was just her and she intended it to stay a singular-person affair, ...was simply going out, Urbain. There's no need to escort me, I know where I'm going. She tried a bit of a smile, and a softer tone of voice. Thank you for offering, though. I won't be long. You can wait in the castle - it's nicer inside than out.

She hoped he'd leave it at that.

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IT'S BEEN THIRTEEN SECONDS SINCE YOU ALL LAST SAID,
i've become the apparition you've predicted for my death!

[pantaleon]

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”Perfect,” Pantaleon thought as he smiled internally. She had lost it and was trying to save face, which could allow him to get right in under her without her noticing trying to make the situation less awkward for herself. He was sure the queen would appreciate to know if her sister were sneaking outside.

To him, it looked like her mind was everywhere before she actually responded, and he took in her words with great care. He needed to respond just right as if he was partly in authority, but also serving a higher power.

“Your royal highness, I do not believe it is my place to defend your Majesty’s words. I am but a simple servant my call is to serve as I am ordered by my employee.” He responded looking relaxed, and his words coming out clear.
 
“But your royal highness, it’s my duty to make sure you will be okay, and unharmed.” He twisted a little to show her the short sword on his hip. “The queen wishes as much. But not only that,” he moved in closer trying to caress her cheek, “wouldn’t a lovely woman such as you enjoy the company of a tall, good looking man? I am sure it will make if not one, then ten women jealous. I for one would enjoy escorting a beautiful woman such as you if not hold hands.”

He waited a little the followed up with a smile. “The destination of your walk do not matter, it is you it’s all about my princess. So, will you accept my arm and lead me along?”

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[Inessa]

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Of course, things couldn't just be easy. If things were easy, Inessa wouldn't be the way that she was. Your royal highness, I do not believe it is my place to defend your Majesty’s words. Oh, this little shit. He found a way around her words and to act without explaining himself - or perhaps he truly was the type to value Maeve's word over Inessa's distress, in which case, she already didn't like him. She wrinkled her nose, she grit her teeth, she did everything she could to quietly look displeased, but still he talked, making her angrier and angrier with each passing syllable. wouldn’t a lovely woman such as you enjoy the company of a tall, good looking man? NO. The destination of your walk do not matter, it is you it’s all about my princess. So, will you accept my arm and lead me along? NO!!!

As much as all of her screamed 'no', though, she knew she couldn't refuse without casting suspicion onto herself. And that was the worst part. ...Alright. Fine. She said, begrudgingly - and then stepped closer to Urbain, shuddering on the inside even as she looped her arm carefully around his. Then we'll go. It'll be just a short walk. Time to figure out how to ditch this annoyance, and fast. A single critical gaze in his direction told her that she probably wouldn't be able to knock him out, but distracting him with something and slipping away... that was a lot more plausible.

I'm simply going to the store, she lied, her eyes half-lidded, as if peaceful - inside, she was ready to toss this man and his 'respectable courtesan' shit in the dumpster, where it belonged. It's this way. She began to lead them out of the castle, taking a slow, leisurely pace - even though it made some part of Inessa wither and die on the inside. Well, Urbain... won't you tell me a bit more about yourself? Inessa wasn't truly interested, but it was a way to pass the time. Just what did my sister see in you, I wonder...

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IT'S BEEN THIRTEEN SECONDS SINCE YOU ALL LAST SAID,
i've become the apparition you've predicted for my death!

[pantaleon]

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Pantaleon made sure to hide his flat out laughter about the princess' grave inability to lie. Not only did she get tense and alert when she wrapped her arm around his, but she had forgotten just how late it was, and that no store would be open by now so there was no way in heaven so could be going to one. No only taverns, and maybe a few coffee houses had open.

Well there were also brothel, but he doubted that was what she sought. And with another well, he thought of an exception to that which were if she sought a cute girl, but she doubted that. The women who liked other women were of few numbers, and it was usually more well hidden than men liking other men.

Anyhow, he needed to help her fine-tune those skill so that she could be a better diplomat in the future. It was technically not his responsibility since he wasn't her...he forgot the word in his thoughts, but he would do it anyway to help the royal family project its power into the future. Plegia not only have to fight off the grimdal, but also win wars in the future. Both the nations had a bad habit of declaring crusades after all.

Ramblings aside, he walked out of the castle with his victim listening to her for a few before answering her question while walking. As he walked he kept both an eye on his surroundings, as well as this little princess in case she wanted to dump him fast like a fool not planning things through.

“Very well, my lady,” he addressed her as a noble as it was never a good idea to project out into the world that you were escorting royalty, “I have been in your sisters service for about somewhere from eight to six months talking to people she did not feel she had the time to address, but thought needed someone with special persuasion abilities to talk with them.”

He looked back at the princess smiling at her, “But enough about that. Where are we really going, my lady? No stores has open now but places of food and entertainment. Are you perhaps meeting up with someone special or a gathering of young people reading aloud shabby poetry? Please, I want to know.”

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