*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

Another pin from Lariah's dress stabbed her. Hard.
" YOU STUPID DRESS!!" Lariah yelled as she ripped the pin out of her dress and threw it.
She felt hands hold her down and she tried to wriggle them off.
"Lariah!" Arthur called, he hadn't seen her since before dinner had started.
 
She entwined her fingers carefully in his before replying. "Yes, he asked me. It would of been rude to refuse. Besides, I didn't see you," she said softly.
"Oh. Yes. I had to get...something." He didn't look her in the eye.
Linnet's eyes teared up. "Peter..." She began.
(Oooh gurrrrrl. I got plots. XD)
 
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Lariah saw a dark figure walk into the room and everyone hushed. It was Gradle.
" Gradle..." Lariah growled.
She tried to move.. but she didn't budge.
" Yes, i know. I would've done this before, but your lover was there to ruin my plan. The good thing is that you dont know where you are, so you cant go yelling fro help. Trust me, Edinburg in far away, Lariah. Your doing all of us a favor." Gradle said snakely. He lifted up her chin with his hands and she moved her head out of his fingers.
" Get me out you filthy boar!" Lariah cursed as she tried to get out.
 

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