*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

"You're sure?" Peter asked, not wanting her to rush into something only to regret it.

Alena smirked. "You think your father's different is bad." She pointed out
 
"You're sure?" Peter asked, not wanting her to rush into something only to regret it.

Alena smirked. "You think your father's different is bad." She pointed out
(There both so polite and wanting to make the other happy they'll never get anywhere XD :lol: )

"Peter, I've said yes. I mean it. Wherever you go, I will follow. I want to help you, to be with you through ups and downs," Linnwt replied
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Edwin frowned. "Ha, well yes, when it's him then it's bad. But it's also bad with my mother," he laughed. "Anyway, that fire is taking a lot longer than usual," he said, switching the subject
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Peter thought for a moment. "I have an aunt living in a nearby town. She will let us stay until we figure something out."

"Its not my fault." Alena protested. "You're the one distracting me!"
 
Peter thought for a moment. "I have an aunt living in a nearby town. She will let us stay until we figure something out."

"Its not my fault." Alena protested. "You're the one distracting me!"
Linnet leaned against the trunk of the willow they were under. "Perhaps. Or, if you trust him enough, Sir Edmund's castle is closer than most towns," she suggested
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Edwin threw up his hands. "You're letting yourself be distracted by me distracting you," he argued jokingly.
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Fawn looked up at Edmund, who was still picking apart a piece of bark. She had known him since she was brought to Alnwick castle to work as an assassin as a young teen. He was the first and only person who was really kind to her, and it seemed that the kindness had turned to something more through the years. Edmund looked down from his bark picking to her. Blushing, Fawn quickly looked down.
 
"What about Sur Edmund?" Peter asked, confused.

"You're very distracting." Alena said with a laugh, but it was true. She didn't mind.
 
Linnet looked surprised. "Do you mean run away?" She asked
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"Good morning Alena," Edwin grunted from under his pillow. He hated getting up early
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"What do we do?" Katrina asked Gavin. They were a few yards from the house still
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As soon as the girl and rooster were out of the doorway, Richard slammed his door shut. He hurriedly hung up some clothes that were on the floor and hung them on pegs on the wall, then he grabbed his coat and headed for the garden

Fawn waited in the shadows while some servants walked by
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"Your Highness," a maid said to Cliffton. "Your mother the queen requests your presences in her tea room for breakfast," she told the boy
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Edmund trotted his weary horse into the woods behind the orchards. He dismounted and slung the reins over a forgotten fence post.
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"About what?" Gavin asked curiously.
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Adrienne waited patiently in the garden for Richard.
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Cliffton sighed, tossed his toast on the table, and stalked off to find his mother.
 
Peter was still confused. "Why would we stay at Edmund's?"

Alena tried to rub the blush from her cheeks, but only succeeded in smudging them in soot. "Big plans today?" She asked Edwin.
 
Name: Genevieve
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Personality: Kind, courageous, generous, and fun-loving
Skills: Archery, swordsmanship, and horse riding
Side (castle name): Alnwick (can be Edinburgh)
Rank: Guard
History: Has lived at the castle as long as she can remember.
Description: Fairly tall, long wavy black hair, and lively blue eyes
 

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