Royalty Role-play

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by *Salrion (01), Feb 3, 2012.

  1. (not at all Miranda)

    -I slowly undo the lock-
     
  2. (facegroin.. My personal fav )
     
  3. -watches patiently eyeing up at him, for any sign of discomfort-
     
  4. -I click the lock open and place the key in my pouch. It's clear I didn't want to do it.-
     
  5. -pulls away, and walks the rest of the way down the volcano, makes it to the bottom and let's her hands let go, the belt fall down with a large crackle, steps out of it, and glances back at Sal crossing her arms, slightly offended-
     
  6. -I quickly walk over to her-

    "Im sorry...I just felt like I was doing something to violate you."
     
  7. -taps her foot giving him the "I'm mad now" look, and walks back to her horse without a word-
     
  8. -I quickly grab her hand and pull her into my arms in a makeup hug-

    "Im sorry...Please forgive me?"
     
  9. Name: Rosalie Ice
    Age:17
    Looks: golden-blonde long hair, deep blue eyes, slim, pretty
    Personality: fun to be around, sweet, nice
    Skills: trained to fight with a sword and knows how to kill people but doesn't dare
    Bio:Rosalie is raised up with whatever she wants but she isn't spoiled.
     
  10. -looks away, but melts into his arms, bites her lip as tear sting in her eyes-

    I'm insecure enough, I didn't need that.
     
  11. (accepted)

    -I gently wipe the tears away and kiss her forehead-

    "I'm sorry."
     
  12. -doesn't say anything, just stays in his arms, not moving, not thinking-
     
  13. -I gently sweep her feet from under her and carry in my arms-

    "I'll carry you home."
     
  14. -closes eyes, resting her head on his shoulder, and nods-

    Thanks
     
  15. -I begin walking back to the castle-
     
  16. -looks down, feeling unattractive, unwanted, and ugly-
     
  17. Kris: *Falls off his horse a couple hundred yards from the castle, fainted from blood loss*
     
  18. Ari

    -goes outside, in the front-
     
  19. -I gently stroke her cheek knowing how she's feeling-

    "You're very beautiful. Don't think differently. A true princess."
     
  20. -sighs-

    Pretty I'm pretty, that doesn't matter..

    -says quietly, feeling unattractive-