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Post by witch on Sept 20, 2016 13:09:24 GMT 10
For a moment or two Emma tested the hold on the chains, then the bed itself, nothing gave way leaving her chest rising and falling quickly from the effort she had taken. Her hair splayed over her face, making her look out from it to one man as others left.
What now she couldn't help but wonder.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Oct 2, 2016 7:32:55 GMT 10
"Christian dear, they're here!" His mother called, rushing through the palace, "they've just passed through the city gates... Get your brother and sister and smarten up, you can play with your girls later dear,"
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Post by witch on Oct 2, 2016 11:38:20 GMT 10
Upon hearing someone calling Emma's gaze snapped back to him from her binding. Though she didn't understand the words spoken it set a bit of fear in her heart. The ties where already cutting into her skin. Just how long did he plan to leave her like this for?
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Post by ladyofmusic on Oct 2, 2016 11:41:42 GMT 10
He sighed heavily, shaking his head. He walked around ensuring all exits were secured before unchaining her "You will stay here, till I come back," he said, smirking at the dumb look on her face. He grabbed her by the hair, kissing her hungrily before throwing her back onto the bed, exiting through the door, locking it behind him
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Post by witch on Oct 2, 2016 11:46:46 GMT 10
Never taking her eyes from him she watched as he suddenly seemed to fly around the room blocking out every bit of sunlight. It was when he untied her that question filled her eyes more so when he started to talk to her....as if she understood.
However, when he grabbed her hair pulling her forward she couldn't help but whimper alittle the noise being stollen before it could be made as he stole it from her lips. Leaving her gasping she noticed his depature from the room leaving her to do what, wait?
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Post by ladyofmusic on Oct 2, 2016 11:50:21 GMT 10
Christine sat upon her horse, riding up to the entrance of the palace with her ladies and guards, just inside Grace was panicking about neither of her boys being there
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Post by witch on Oct 2, 2016 11:54:48 GMT 10
"Something wrong Mum? You look worried the new KING not arrive to meet his bride yet?" Elliot, the oldest of the two sons, teased as he pasted by his gaze turning to look at the group. "Makes me wonder what SHES going to say when she finds out she's not the women he lusts for."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Oct 2, 2016 12:01:59 GMT 10
"She'll know that already dear, no betrothed bride believes that their husbands to be will want them for them... He would do this today..." She sighed, fanning herself as she looked around,
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Post by witch on Oct 2, 2016 12:05:33 GMT 10
"Shall I go find him. I have a clue as to where he'd be." Elliot chuckled
Emma meanwhile was flying around the room. Though (thanks to these people) she had no home to go back to or way to get there she did NOT want to stay here. Trying every window, the door more then once she found herself trapped. Still that didn't mean she was giving up.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Oct 2, 2016 12:06:52 GMT 10
"Please do dear," she said, swallowing hard, closing her eyes to try and calm herself
Christian walked up to the pair, fixing and smoothing out his suit, "Panic over mother,"
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Post by witch on Oct 2, 2016 12:09:49 GMT 10
"Well, well, well. Look who decided to show up. Don't you have a slight wanting to know whose going to be shearing your bed or....have you already got someone in it?" Elliot questioned. "Should I have the guards clean out your room, you know, just in case."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Oct 2, 2016 12:11:39 GMT 10
"Elliot!" Grace scolded, shaking her head as the guards came in, behind them was the foreign royal party
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Post by witch on Oct 2, 2016 12:18:52 GMT 10
"What? It's a fair question." He smiled before turning toward the party sighing. "I have a feeling this is going to be a long day."
Thinking to herself Emma looked around the room. Everything was locked. "okay, think" she thought to herself "I have to find a way out. If only I could find some way to pick the lock."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Oct 2, 2016 12:20:59 GMT 10
"Hush now, princely manners time," she said, going to greet the Queen of the tribe, "your majesty, a pleasure, welcome to our lands,"
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Post by witch on Oct 2, 2016 12:24:18 GMT 10
"You know what those are, right Chris?" Elliot whispered
Finally, on one of the tables Emma found what she needed...or at least she hoped she had. A knife. Now, how had those men in her village used them to turn locks? This way, that way a push here, a slight tug there and CLICK. The door slowly creaked open.
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