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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 26, 2008 23:17:29 GMT -5
Terion walked with Paen as he led him to the dinning hall. The castle was impressive and had a rather elegant interior. Terion had not yet done a thorough check of the defenses of the castle. He meant to do that tomorrow, or perhaps he would simply ask about it during dinner. However, there was always the chance that there would be other things that would occupy Terion's time. Terion was preparing to sit down in his seat when Alastriona came into the room with her brother on her arm. Terion was half sitting, but upon seeing the beautiful woman he stood up and looked at her, his attention fully on her. Terion smiled at her as she curtsied to him. He bowed slightly to her and then walked over to a seat that he presumed her to sit at, which was next to him, and he pulled it out for her and beckoned for her to sit, "Please have a seat." Terion looked over at Paen, "My lord did not specify that he had two beautiful ladies in home." Terion said in a flattering tone.
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Post by Lady Alastríona on Feb 26, 2008 23:39:40 GMT -5
Paen smiled and nodded to the King. "I knew it would all come to light shortly, Sire." Alastríona blushed slightly. She smiled at the King, kissed her brother on the cheek ,then went to have a seat. "Thank you, Your Highness" She was the perfect example of an Irish Lady. She moved with grace and elegance. Riona beemed with pride. She was her family's pride. Of course she took the seat offered to her, she knew that was her mother's plan all along. She bowed her head slightly to the King before sitting.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 27, 2008 0:20:51 GMT -5
(( Goodnight ))
Terion smiled when Alastriona sat down in the chair he offered her. He pushed her in towards the table a bit and then took his seat beside her. He listened to what Paen said and he smirked and looked over at Alastriona, "Mhmm," Terion pondered his thoughts for a moment. Ireland truly was a place for beautiful women. Terion had been throughout the known would and he still found the women of his own country to be the most elegant and the most beautiful. He looked at Alastriona for a moment, no doubt to the notice of her parents. Terion didn't really mind at that point. After a minute or so, he turned and looked at Paen, "So tell me lord," Terion paused, "She is betrothed?" Terion asked. Surely someone as beautiful as Alastriona would be married or at least, to be married.
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Post by Lady Alastríona on Feb 27, 2008 1:11:22 GMT -5
When King Terion asked if Alastríona was betrothed, Riona sighed, Nolan and Hagen smirked slightly. They knew much to their mother's dismay that she was not. Alastríona just sat up straight with a slight upturn of a smile.Her father, Paen slightly arched a brow at her then spoke "No, Sire. She is not betrothed." Choosing his words carefully as to not upset Riona or alarm the King, he nodded to his wife. Then looked back to Terion. "We have yet to find a suitor that ...." looks at Alastríona "everyone deems worthy." Nolan and Hagen tried earnestly not to laugh, try to pass it of as a cough. Riona gave the boys a sideways glance and they knew they better cut it out.
{{night}}
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 27, 2008 12:34:49 GMT -5
Terion was surprised by Paen's answer to his question about Alastriona's relationship status. Terion raised an eyebrow and then looked back over at Alastriona before returning his gaze to her parents. " I find that somewhat....odd." He mused as he moved his hand to his chin and stroked it a bit, as if he had a beard. He shook off his thoughts after a moment and looked back at Paen, "I would hate to think that you got her all dressed up just for my coming." Terion paused. It was quite frequent that people got all bent out of shape when he came around because he was a king. He wanted to be treated as a normal person. He was hungry....."That reminds me... i request you to simply refer to me as Terion, as which is my name and not your highness. I am pampered enough in the courts of my palace." Terion asked.
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Post by Lady Alastríona on Feb 27, 2008 13:46:38 GMT -5
Alastríona smiled as she heard Terion's statement. She looked at her mother, then her father. If he was this unconventional, she may be allowed to speak freely. She looked at Hagen. He knew that look and shook his head no. She smiled then spoke " Your..." She looked at her father then back to Terion. "Forgive me." She paused only a moment."Terion, I did dress for your visit, out of honor for your position." She looked at her mother and smiled slightly. Paen was proud of his daughter, she had learned the art of words from him. She was the best of both worlds, her mother's and father's. She looked back to her father "When do we eat?" She had to look past Terion in order to see her father. Who was this king? I mean who was he without the title, what kind of man was he. She looked at him. Her eyes had briefly glanced over him when he had turned and talked to her father. She liked the way this king talked.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 27, 2008 14:35:09 GMT -5
Terion was not a traditional king at all. The lords of this house could already see that by his simple attire. Terion wore a kilt, beyond that, nothing at all. He had no crown, no jewels, no other symbol of authority and his kingship. Terion was not raised a noble, he was not used to acting as a noble, he was not accustomed to the traits, traditions, customs and formal edict of a king. Terion was a young king and he was a true king. He didn't care about himself, about what he wanted for Ireland. It was what the Irish wanted, it was about what was best for his country. Terion turned and looked at Alastriona, "So many people tend to make a calamity of my arrival as if it is an enormous burden. I am but flesh and blood." Terion said calmly and then turned to Paen, "And as such, i hunger as any man." He said, hoping that the food would be brought food. He was in the mood to eat.
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Post by Lady Alastríona on Feb 27, 2008 18:32:19 GMT -5
Alastríona saw plainly that he was not a traditional king. He didn't dress or act like any other nobles she had met either. His attire consisted of a kilt, nothing more, nothing less. She smiled when he spoke to her. The servants brought in the dinner and served Terion and the family. Alastríona hoped that her mother would allow her to change back into her everyday dress after dinner, but knew better than to mention it at this time. She didn't mind dressing up but sitting beside Terion she felt very overdressed and she was much more comfortable in her everyday clothes. If this king wanted us to treat him like a normal person, then they should be their normal selves. She smirked slightly to herself as she thought of her true self. There were only two others who knew the real her: her father & Hagen.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 27, 2008 21:58:26 GMT -5
Terion really didn't know the true Alastriona, that was to be sure. What he saw in front of him was a pure example of Irish beauty. It was a beautiful woman in a dress, easily concluded to have been hand picked for the occasion of hosting a king. She was a bit pale, but Terion was indifferent when it came to complexion. Terion had no knowledge of this woman beyond what he was looking at beside him. For the moment of course, he was more than content to simply look. He threw a glance her way, holding it for a few seconds at times, at other times, simply looking quickly. About mid meal; however, Terion felt one of usual urges coming about. Terion turned to Alastriona, stood up suddenly, " I wish to dance." He turned to Paen, " To music preferably," Terion concluded, moving to Alastriona and outstretching his hands slowly.
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Post by Lady Alastríona on Feb 27, 2008 22:16:18 GMT -5
Alastríona was pleased with Terion's request. She loved dancing. She smiled at her father then back to Terion. She accepted his hand a rose to dance. The dining hall was a nice size hall. She followed him to an open section by the fireplace which served well as an imprompto dance floor. She liked his spontaneity and uncoventional means. She was a very good dancer followed his every lead. She smiled everytime they made eye contact. Lady Riona looked on with great pleasure. Her plan was working or so she thought. Paen, Nolan, and Hagen watched Terion and they danced trying to read him.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 27, 2008 22:23:15 GMT -5
The think about Terion's oddity was that it was especially difficult to figure out. Nolan and Hagen to try all they wanted to try and figure out Terion's trends and the way his mind worked, but it was simply more difficult that they presumed. It was all well and good that way because Terion enjoyed keeping people guessing. In any case, Alastriona seemed to be quite interested in dancing with him and Terion could tell rather quickly that she was quite fluent and very graceful in her steps. Terion only knew a few dances, but he moved through the ones he did know, moving back and forth in front of the fireplace, keeping Alastriona's body pressed against him, his hand on her waist, his other hand in hers. His eyes looked into hers with kindness and a bit of liveliness to them.
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Post by Lady Alastríona on Feb 27, 2008 22:42:18 GMT -5
Alastríona enjoyed dancing. She even danced when she didn't have a partner. But most admitably she had fun dancing with Terion. He was definitely different from what she expected... but in a good way. And attractive too. I mean she couldn't help but notice the muscles in his chest and arms, especially pressed against them. Her mother was probably flustered by that fact... It wasn't very "ladylike". This is probably what she liked most at this point. She continued to dance, pressed against him. His eyes were kind but had a hint of something else she wasn't sure of. She smiled back at him, her eyes showing their own fire.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 27, 2008 22:46:30 GMT -5
Terion was pretty much an odd king and not because he was crazy or out of his mind. He was crazy and completely sane. Some kings had the first and not the last. In any case, Terion was well aware of how close he was to Alastriona and that was extremely close. However, he liked it that way, he liked her body pressed against him. In fact, the longer they continued to dance the closer they became until they were quite literally pressing against each other. Terion's head was but a few inches away from Alastriona's. Their figures connected all the way from their shoulders to their legs, which were moving. " You shall have to teach me more dances sometime my lady." Terion said with a smile, his eyes full of fire, light and adventure.
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Post by Lady Alastríona on Feb 27, 2008 23:11:32 GMT -5
Alastríona smiled at Terion looking him in the eye as if her were her equal. After all he wanted to be treated normal. "At your service, my king." She knew her boldness would ruin her mother's plans. It always had. She enjoyed the thought of not fitting the norm. If Terion spent any real amount of time with her, he would find that she was her father's child and enjoyed probably some of the same things he did. She a mischevious look as she thought of her sword hidden in her room and couldn't help giggle a bit.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 27, 2008 23:17:00 GMT -5
Terion noted her giggle but did not press the matter as to why she had giggled. She could find amusement in this if she wished. He found amusement in it himself. He knew that he was random and it made him smile to think about. Terion was coming to a conclusion now and he stepped away from her and bowed the traditional way, "Thank you my lady, i shall take you up on that promise some time." Terion said, looking up at her, "In the near future i presume. Probably at some random time such as this." Terion said with a smile and took her hand, placing a gentle kiss on it before he led her over to the table once again, sitting her down and then sitting himself.
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