{ ฬђเรקєгร ۞ เภ ۞ tђє ۞ ๔คгк } (OPEN)

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"Well...at least I'd be clean," Brinn muttered.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Unless you tried to escape... Then you'd be SUPER dirty!" She chirps, hurrying away before returning with the long haired young man who stared down at Brinn before beginning to unlock the chains, not speaking a word

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Brinn stood up slowly and rubbed at his sore wrists, "Uh, thank you.."

[CrimsonMoon]

Burne doesnt answer but nods faintly, drawing his longsword and pointing it straight at Brinn's throat... A warning as the last of the chains fall away

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The knight blinked slowly and held his hands up, "I'm not going to run. I just want a bath."

[CrimsonMoon]

Burne grumbles," We'll see," beforw lowering his sword," C'mon." His voice wasnt gruff but sounded more like he had scars in his throat... Forced. Pained. More damage was probably done other then his eye..

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Brinn nodded and shuffled forward slowly. He was inappropriately excited to take a bath. He really wasn't a fan of being dirty.

[CrimsonMoon]

Burne lead him to a small stream nearby, nodding toward it,"... I'll be waiting.." He rasps before turning away and melting into the forest.

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He let out a sigh of relief and hurried over to the stream, stripping out of his dirty clothes and waded into the cold stream water.

[CrimsonMoon]

The stream was QUITE cold in fact, probably having been trapped up north...

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He hissed, but couldn't even care at the moment. He splashed the freezing water onto his arms and legs, moving quickly.

[CrimsonMoon]

There was a faint rustling in the bushes as the wind 'who'd softly. Carryin a small and barely audible voice carrying with it;
"You know we can get away
Because I'm calling your name
Every day I feel this pain
But you just turn and walk away

I just can't keep hanging on, to you and me
I just don't know what is wrong, with you and me

Touch me and then turn away
And put your hands into the flame
Tell me if you feel this pain
Cause I don't wanna be a ball and chain, no~"

The voice was incredbly high but held that angelic lightness only one few could obtain... It sounded familiar... Ariella?

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Brinn stopped what he was doing and looked around, blue eyes wide, "Princess Ariella?"

[CrimsonMoon]

The singing stopped... No answer

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Brinn quickly jumped out of the stream, grabbing his clothes, "Princess? Is that you?"

[CrimsonMoon]

As he jumped toward the bank, a cold blade touches his nexk

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Brinn froze and took a deep breath, "I..wasn't trying to run."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Sure," burne's short answer, his voice low," That wasn't Ari any way

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"Who..who was it?" He asked after a moment, sighing.

[CrimsonMoon]

"..." Burne doesnt answer but crowns deeply as if suddenly disturbed, before grunting," Get dressed."