I N T O ~ /D*A*R*K*N*E*S*S\ (heart)

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She blinked, "Oh, no, I shall break my fast in the main hall. Just let me get dressed."

[CrimsonMoon]

He bows again and smiles playfully, almost teasingly at her," Very good, m'lady," before turning his back

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Rhoswen closed the door, leaving it cracked, and hurried to her suitcase. Flustered, she threw it open and pawed through her belongings. It made her nervous to have the guard just outside the door, knowing she was changing. Rhoswen pulled out a floor-length, ivory dress. Slipping off her robe and her night slip, Rhos tried to put on her corset herself, which she'd gotten pretty good at doing. Once that was laced, she wiggled into her dress.

She brushed out her chocolate brown hair, letting it fall over her shoulders in waves.

[CrimsonMoon]

The guard waits outside, whistling softly as he runs his thumb over the decorated hilt of his sword. He was used to this, he had done it before... So what did it matter?

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After fixing her face just a little with powder and the tiniest hints of kohl, Rhoswen opened the door while slipping on her shoes, "Alright, I'm all ready now. T-Thank you for coming here and letting me know."

[CrimsonMoon]

He shrugs slightly and smiles," It's my job, ma'am," He muses and offers her his arm," Besides.. We need to protect our guests, right?"

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Rhoswen took his arm, her touch just a light pressure against him, "Right," she gave him a shy smile, glancing away. Funny enough, she didn't feel protected after last night.

[CrimsonMoon]

He gently squeezes her arm as he leads her down the hall," Whats wrong? You seem scared,"

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"Scared? Oh no, just feeling a bit intimidated. New surroundings and all of that," Rhoswen gave a nervous chuckle.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Ah, i suppose that makes sense," He muses softly and flashes er a broef smile frombeneath his helm," Don't worry, you'll have lots of help."

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Rhoswen nodded, looking a little more confident, "Yes, of course."

[CrimsonMoon]

He tilts his head slightly with a small smile," Just ask if you don't feel safe, a guard can be posted inside or outside your room, ok?"

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"That would be..lovely, actually," Rhos seemed to relax a little, "Thank you."

[CrimsonMoon]

He nods again, smiling slightly," Of course.... And i think the Princess may be joining you actually... We're not sure if she's well enough to get out of bed yet though..."

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Rhoswen frowned, "She shouldn't be rushing herself. Her body needs time to heal!"

[CrimsonMoon]

He sighs," Thats what we've been telling her, but-" he smiles slightly,"- she said se basically wanted to say 'up yours' to the assassin. Those were her words, not mine.."

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Rhoswen giggled behind her hand, "Oh my. Well, she does seem like a fiery girl."

[CrimsonMoon]

" indeed, indeed she is," He muses as they emerge into a great hall filled with people

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Rhoswen was both curious and timid in her approach. She felt delighted to be in Odin, experiencing this new place, but how could she feel happy knowing that she had to betray them all just to keep herself safe? It seemed selfish to her.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Ah, there se is," The guard points toward the high table where the Princess sat where the King should have... But due to the circumstances it seemed appropriate. She looked really pale but was smiling and laughing, she had been wrapped up in a thick blanket obviously against her will but she seemed... Like Fae any way," She saved a seat for you not far from her.." The guard murmurs