*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

Gavin choked "You're the...she's the..." He sunk down into a chair "I drew a knife on the princess" He mumbled. Trembling, he sunk down to one knee and bowed his head "I am deeply sorry, your majesty" He managed to stammer.
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"Aye, back at you" Jephry laughed, sitting down on a branch.
" You are forgiven.. " she went back to what she was doing.

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"There is trouble brewing in the Kingdom.."
 
Gavin got up "But why?" He asked "Why would a princess be living in a cabin in the middle of the woods? Why don't you live in a castle, Rach...your majesty?" He knew he was asking way too many questions, but several things were starting to make a little bit of sense.
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Jephry raised an eyebrow "What's wrong?" He asked.
 
Katrina interrupted Gavin. "She simply came ere cause she don't intend to wed any one she don't love," she explained, rather bluntly.
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Maud brought a tray of tea cakes to the princesses. "Princess Adrienne, of course your sister won't live ere. She'll have her own castle with The Prince far, far away," she said dramatically
 
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"Who would make her do a thing like that?" The concept was obviously foreign to Gavin.
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"Far away!?" Adrienne wailed "Why!?"
 

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