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Post by Kayla on Mar 14, 2008 18:30:19 GMT -5
That morning, too, had started out differently for Kayla. But unlike Terion, there was more than one thing different. She had woken up a bit after daybreak; late for her. Her eyes hurt, as did her neck, and she knew it was from that late night scroll reading by candlelight. Her tired green eyes flicked to the scroll. It was half open on her nightstand, open where she had left off reading it. Yawning, she had rolled out of bed and began to search through her wardrobe. The maids had bustled in about ten minutes later, fussing about the fact that she was dressing herself. After a few minutes of talking, Kayla gesturing madly while the maids attempted to dress her, they settled on a comprimise. The maids helped her, yes, but only with the things she could not put on herself. She had never dealt with so many layers, crinolins and ties. They helped her choose a deep red dress, embroidered with silver threads around the long sleeves and trailing edge. The v-neck was offset by her silver pendant, which she refused to take off. Glancing at the ruby ring she now wore, she figured this was her first real day as queen. After they left, Kayla sat down in a nearby chair and began to read once more. The tiny writing swum on the page, but Kayla did her best to ignore it. She needed to find out about her family. A knock on the door broke her concentration. Standing, she opened it. Her weary eyes lightened a bit at the sight of Terion. "Hello," she said with a tired smile.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Mar 14, 2008 20:09:58 GMT -5
Terion walked into the room and smiled when he saw Kayla already dressed up in the attire that she would become accustomed to wearing because of her title. Terion walked over to her as she greeted him and he took her hand and placed a gentle kiss on it before he looked up into her eyes for a moment as he spoke, "Hello my dear. I trust you slept alright. If not, let me know and i will see what i can do for you." Terion said calmly and then, with his hand still in Kayla's, began to lead her towards the door. "Did you ever manage to read all of that scroll last night?" Terion asked as he reached the door. "In case you are wondering," Terion stated, "I am taking you to breakfast this morning." Terion said as he let his hand slip lightly off of Kayla's and then beckoned for her to follow him as he entered the hall.
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Post by Kayla on Mar 14, 2008 20:42:35 GMT -5
Supressing a yawn, Kayla allowed his gentle greeting, too tired to protest. "I slept fine," she said as he led her out. Technically it wasn't a lie, for she had slept quite well. Once she got to sleep, that was. It was only that she didn't sleep much at all. The scroll was to think for that. "I read most of it, yes," she said, choking back another yawn, "but there is a lot to read." If Terion knew that she was tired from her late night reading, he would no doubt put a stop to it. With her thirst for knowledge, that would simply not do. She had to know. "It was about the history of my family - somewhat. There was much about the history of the land as well." In fact, she would have recommended it to him. But he did not seem like the reading type, and he was no doubt too busy to pore over a scroll.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Mar 15, 2008 9:03:43 GMT -5
Terion noticed her yawn the first time and then continued to note her tired presence and demeanor. Terion assumed that she had stayed up rather late reading everything that was in the scroll he had given her. He was going to have to get her to take a nap or something during the day so she could catch up on her sleep. She could not learn everything that she needed to learn if she was exhausted. Terion took her to a dining hall. It was smaller than the one the night before and instead of sitting across from Kayla, he sat down next to her on a chair of equal size, shape and color. Terion pulled the chair out for her as he usually did. Before he sat down, servants had begun to bring the food to them. It was an assortment of eggs, sausage, potatoes, bread, chicken and milk. Terion beckoned for her to eat something. “I suppose a bit of food in your stomach will wake you up.” Terion encouraged.
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Post by Kayla on Mar 15, 2008 13:07:30 GMT -5
Kayla sat down in the chair, accepting that chivalry was in order. She hadn't really ever had someone to be chivalrous like that. It was nice, in a way. She knew that Terion wasn't doing it to say that she wasn't capable of sitting down by herself. The meal smelled and looked wonderful. "Probably," she said with a smile. So he had noticed. Kayla knew she had to be more careful. Terion would no doubt make her either stop reading so late or do something ridiculous like make her take a nap. Kayla never took naps. It threw off her sleep schedule. Obediently she took a bite of the eggs. She also ate some potatoes and bread. Milk was a rare commodity in her old life, so she drank a glass of it happily. She was a bit wary of the meat, for she did not eat it much in the village. Still, she sampled a small portion of chicken. It was not too bad. "So can we go back to the library today?" she asked after a short time.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Mar 15, 2008 13:14:03 GMT -5
This was the usual meal for Terion since he had become king. It was nothing that special, but still he enjoyed the variety and he would eat anything anyway. Terion smiled and looked up from his meal when she asked him if they could go to the library once again that day. Terion didn't know if she was going to be able to spend all of her time in the library. He was going to need to teach her the edict of the court and explain other things about being queen. "Well, perhaps we will find some time later, but as soon as we are finished here, you are going to need to start your lessons to be queen. You can't just jump into these things. You don't want to be presented as a foolish queen that doesn't know how to act like one at a formal ball." Terion said with a smile. He hadn't told her about the ball. He wondered how she would take the news.
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Post by Kayla on Mar 15, 2008 13:44:30 GMT -5
Kayla's head snapped up, her wide green eyes looking at him. "A ball?!?" she shrieked, dropping her fork, "why didn't you tell me?" This was the problem with men. They just failed to mention details like that. A ball was a big deal. "When is it?" she asked, trying to calm down a bit. She now began to worry about what there was to learn, about it she would pick up on the etiquitte of the court fast enough. There were many rules, she supposed, and she needed to learn them all. "Well we had best start right away!" she said, pushing away her plate a bit. She had no appetite now for food, not with so much to do. Why had he not told her? What would she wear? Kayla supposed that there were plenty of acceptable dresses in her wardrobe now. At least she did not have to worry about that. But she needed to learn to dance, to treat people properly, to know all the etiquette. There was so much to do, and she wished she had known sooner.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Mar 15, 2008 13:49:15 GMT -5
Terion was a bit surprised by Kayla's sudden out cry of surprise upon hearing about the ball. She pushed away her food and stood up. Terion smiled and laughed a bit, still sitting in his chair until she said that they needed to learn so much. Terion was more than willing to help her learn. He stood up after her and the servants came and began to clear away their plates. She inquired to when the ball would be and Terion smiled, "The ball is tonight my dear. I have it arranged. We will present you as queen there." Terion said with another smile, "So yes, we do have a bit of work to do, so come on." Terion said, moving towards the door of the room. He turned to her with a boyish smile on his face, "We have to learn much. Come, we can do it outside. It is a beautiful day and well, i want to go outside." He said and beckoned for her to follow him.
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Post by Kayla on Mar 15, 2008 14:00:56 GMT -5
"Tonight!?!?!"" she yelped, "why would you plan a ball for tonight and not tell me until now?!!" The servants looked at her, wondering who this lady was that would speak to Terion in such a way. Then they heard she was the queen. This lady, this newcomer, was a queen? But she and Terion were in separate rooms; they were not married. Keeping themselves silent, they cleared the table speedily, retreating to the kitchens to gossip about who this was. Kayla, meanwhile, was somewhere between shocked and incensed. There was hardly a possible way to be completely well versed in etiquette by tonight. "Terion..." she said, irriated that he had not told her sooner, "you are in trouble." With that she stalked out of the door, glaring at him cooly.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Mar 15, 2008 14:05:04 GMT -5
He smiled and couldn't help but give a slight laugh as she said that he was in trouble. "Come now, a king can not be in trouble..." He paused and he walked out into one of the courtyards of palace. The courtyard had four cobblestone paths surrounded by lush green patches of grass which were surrounded by bushes and bushes of flowers and several cherry trees. Terion enjoyed a bit of beauty in his palace. This was just one of his ways of showing that. He walked out onto one of the green patches and then beckoned for her to come with him. "Now, i am going to teach you how to walk." Terion said, walking over to Kayla, moving his hand underneath her chin, pushing her head up a bit, "Now remember, you are a queen, so you must walk as though you are in charge and dictate the lives of those that look at you." Terion said calmly, straightening her back. "Go."
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Post by Kayla on Mar 15, 2008 14:13:55 GMT -5
Kayla would have begged to differ. Anyone could be in trouble. All the way that he led her, she refused to smile or talk to him. She was still irritated that he had not told her. As he tried to show her how to walk, she treated him to a burning glance. "I can walk," she said frostily. And walk she did. When Kayla was angry she could dictate with the best of them. Green eyes flashing, she held her chin up, looking regally down at him. It was a skill she had learned, to look down her nose at someone taller than her. It was very effective, too. Promptly turning away as if he were not worthy of her attentions, she stalked away, her strides long and graceful, keeping her head high. "Is that regal enough?" she bit out when she came back, still upset with him for thrusting this upon her.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Mar 15, 2008 14:18:47 GMT -5
Terion knew what she was doing, but at the moment he did not have time to argue with her and he found it rather amusing that she was trying to play this game with her. Terion nodded to her when she returned and asked him if she had done it properly. "Yes, that was quite good. I didn't think you were going to have a problem walking with confidence." Terion concluded and then walked a few steps away. "Now, when you come to the ball, the music will stop. Then you will be announced. Once you are announced you will walk in. People will part for you so don't worry about having to work through the crowd. You will come to the center of the room where i am sitting and take your seat next to me. I will lead you to it as a proper king should. There won't be any eating at this ball, so you don't have to worry about table edict today." Terion said and walked over to Kayla, "Let me show you the ballroom now that i think of it. It would be best for you to learn to dance where it is that you will be dancing. You mine as well stop being mad at me, you will be seeing me all day." Terion said as he began to walk.
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Post by Kayla on Mar 15, 2008 14:33:05 GMT -5
Kayla sighed. "I just wish you would have thought to tell me about something as big as a ball!" she said, shaking her head at him, "it's a big thing, and we could have practiced yesterday! And who would plan a ball two days after I came? How did you get the time to do that? In the future, let me plan the balls. Women are better at that sort of thing." She managed a smile. As unpredictable and fierce as her anger was, the good thing was that it rarely lasted for very long at all. She was not unreasonable. Following the young king, she wondered how much she would have to know. It was a relief that this ball was not one with a meal. She had good manners, yes, but she figured even those were not acceptable for being a queen.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Mar 15, 2008 14:44:05 GMT -5
Terion shrugged as he walked into the palace and down another corridor. Kayla was talking to him about something but he sort of wasn't listening to her. He had other things to worry about at the moment. After a short time, Terion reached the hall that the ball would be held in. Terion opened the door and beckoned for Kayla to come in with him. The ballroom was simply stunning. Everything had already been set up. It was like he had planned this immediately after her arrival because there would be no other way for all of this to be set up in time. There were flowers everywhere, the floor almost glistened because it was so clean. Two chairs stood at the head of the room. They were cushioned and rather elegant looking, as was everything else. Rich and elaborate tapestries hung from the walls, the drapes were tied back against the windows, letting in the morning light. It almost looked like a fairy tale.
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Post by Kayla on Mar 15, 2008 19:05:26 GMT -5
After a short time, Kayla realized that he just wasn't listening to her. He was probably in his own little world right now. So she lapsed into a grumpy silence, following him and trying to recognize anything she could. A few glimpses looked slightly familiar, but then again it was all stone walls to her. Perhaps in time she could add distinguishing features to the halls, perhaps tapestries or rugs, anything to make it more colorful and less cold looking. But the hall was far different from the outside halls. Was this what he had been doing all that first day? Planning this wonderful affair? The scent of flowers filled the air, making it seem like a garden in full bloom. The two chairs at the end of the hall were thrones, and Kayla knew that was no doubt where she would have to walk and sit. "It's lovely," she admitted, walking a few steps in. Her feet tapped on the floor, echoing hollowly in all the grandeur.
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