Percy: serious. "Ever since your parents died and you left, I was the next person in line for the crown. And now I have my queen." Tarragon: eyes narrow. "No you don't. That's why I left in the first place. To be away from you." Percy: smacks her. "You are a fool to think that you can change what our parents arranged." Tarragon: doesn't cry out but tears stream down her cheeks. Percy: laughs. "You're crying? This is just priceless. The might princess Tarragon is crying!" Tarragon: whispers. "Don't call me that."
Percy: smirks. "Why not? It's your real title." Tarragon: more confident. "Titles mean nothing to me any more." Percy: circles her. "Right, you're an outcast now. Nobody cares about you." Tarragon: looks down. "That's not true." Percy: laughs. "Of course it is! Who would love someone who abandoned their own kingdom?" Tarragon: "I didn't leave them. I needed to get away from you." Percy: "And look how that turn out. They're at my mercy." Whistles.
Leo:-kicks in the door to where thy are- This yours? -let go of a beat up guard- I belive this is no way of treating a Lady.
Percy: draws sword and faces him. "Is this the one you were talking about?" Tarragon: looks at Leo with fear in her eyes.
Leo: have I been talked about? Im flaterd. So... Who are you that points a sword to the son of the Nightelvs general?
Percy: "In case you haven't noticed, you're out numbered." Points sword at Tarragon. "And with a hostage." Tarragon: struggles against the guards.
Percy: "Prince Percyous of the kingdom Nochina, sir. And this is my soon to be queen." Tarragon:"No!"
Leo: have you asked HER for her hand? Cuz i see no love here. A woman should only marry a man she loves.
Percy: "It was arranged. It's either that, or war." Eyes narrow. Tarragon: "I could never give my heart to you."
Leo:-laughts- and how did that come to be? Honestly, you humans are so..... Childish sometimes. But I stand on my grown that she should not marry you if she dont love you.
Leo:-draws sword to meet his straik. He then grabbs him and throws him into a wall hard- Im an elf. We are more deadly then skilled assassins and more mystires then the shadow them self. The power of my people gives me power. The people I LOVE!
Percy: stands up and dusts self off. "That may be so, but how long can you last?" Whistles and an army of guards appear. Tarragon: tries to slide a dagger out of her sleeve.
Leo:-almost laughts at this. He then begins to slaughter them as the attack. He uses both swords and bow. After 5 minnits thy are all dead by his feet. He rais up and dust himself off- Thats all? You are such a cowerd that you dont take the fight up yourself?
Percy: raises an eyebrow. "I must admit, you're a strong advasairy. But that was only to stall." Has a hand over Tarragon's mouth and a knife at her neck. Tarragon: eyes start to cloud over with tears. Blinks them away so nobody sees them.
Leo: -in elvish- "shadows that I have givend my life to proteck. Pay me back with the favors I ask. Take this mans knife away and let his shadow hold him down! O, Shadow of this casle walls" -and it happens. Shadow grabbs the princes wrists and draggs him away and to a wall-