The Throne... Roleplay Thread

Anna goes silent.

Glass went back at staring towards the ceiling.

Why are you like this?

Her interest was clearly spiked by that question, and she looked back. ā€œI did it to save flame. Sheā€™s in the other room. She is part of me, I couldnā€™t afford to loose her.ā€

ā€œSince I have a lot of time on my handā€¦ I could tell you the full story. Itā€™s not like youā€™ll free me otherwise anyways.ā€

ā€œOkay then.ā€

ā€œā€¦at one point in my life, I was humain. Like you. Flame was humain too. We had a dad and a mom, like everyone else. One day, mom tried to kill me. Flame, like the hotheaded sister she is, used and experimental potion my dad had bought to protect me. And a few days laterā€¦ my dad that liked the two of usā€¦ took revenge on Flame for having killed mom. And thatā€™s how I used the potion that came with Flameā€™s and froze him to death, to protect her. And thatā€™s why Iā€™m down here with Flame.ā€ Her voice was monotone, she couldnā€™t hear a shred of emotion

That is ā€¦ horrible.

She shrugged, her restraints making a metallic noise. ā€œCry over it if you want. I did what needed to be done.ā€
ā€œWhatā€™re you going to do now?ā€

Talk.

ā€œā€¦talk about what? I donā€™t think thereā€™s anything else I can tell you. And the keys to this cell arenā€™t here anyways.ā€

ā€œEven if the king or whoever decides to free us, itā€™ll probably be a death sentence from the townsfolk. So itā€™s probably better to stay here and age ourselves to death.ā€

I see.

ā€œā€¦this has been a great talk.ā€ She went back to looking at the ceiling. ā€œThank you.ā€ Her voice was still the same, monotonous and emotionless.

Meanwhile, in the bar of the castle, sits Reginald( Referred to as Reginald the Drunk by everyone else, mocking his royal heritage and his favorite hobby), being his usual self. Reginald was hated for three reasons: The fact that he was obnoxious half the time, and that he somehow knew almost everything that was going on in the castle, and was actually very intelligent, despite the fact that he was a raving alcoholic. ā€œBARTENDER!!!ā€,he shouted in the most obnoxious voice possible. ā€œI NEED MUR ALCHOHALL!ā€ He wasnā€™t sure if a bartender was there or not, but he was thirsty, and when Reginald is thirsty, everyone needs to know.

N: ā€œEh, you know. I suppose I could join you for maybe one drink?ā€

(Iā€™m pretty sure there was nothing stopping 15 year olds from drinking in those times)

Kathrine with her cloak on and her hood down sits next to the prince ā€œarenā€™t you a little young to be drinking?ā€

magnus walk toward prince Nycolas he begin to whisper something to him ā€œguard in front of throne room was found dead byā€¦ the reaper donā€™t worry you dad is still alive but one thing for sure is the reaper is inside castle nowā€

Magnus. Come with me please