Diplomatic Immunity: Wedding Bells a'Ringing

[Rystil Arden]

"Sounds like slavery still," Vasha says with a bit of sadness, "I'd know."

"Well, trust me, it isn't at all ideal or how I'd run it, but it isn't exactly slavery--it's more of a responsibility that comes with being a noble. The commoners are generally poor, but they can choose their own paths, and if they invest in mercantile business, they may some day gain wealth. Nobles are born into luxury and have many privileges, but in exchange, less freedoms and more responsibilities. We have to live with them in return for what we gain, or else we wind up just taking and taking, which isn't fair to those we govern--the princess of a kingdom owes it to her people to bring them peace through a political marriage."

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

*Plydek sighs.*

"I'm sorry. I apologise for my sister. She is truly a kind and loving person, and she means no one any harm in how she is. My poor little sister...sometimes when people react particularly poorly, she cries herself to sleep at night..."

“No, no need to apologise, it was a decidedly singular experience, that’s for certain, but there was no lasting harm done, I think. I’m sure it can’t be easy for her living like that all the time...being unable to just be herself, always worrying about how she might affect others.”

 

[Keia]

Ferris D’Elchant, male Sacra

"Nonsense, my dear Ferris. Those clothes may not be formal enough for the wedding itself, but they are perfectly presentable for the reception--I only dress in fancy designer dresses because I like trying out different designs," Aerope purrs softly as she nestles in on Ferris's lap, leaning against him in that low-cut dress, "Now then, that's better, isn't it? Now why don't you tell me all about yourself?"

"Well . . . so long as you approve, mi'lady," Ferris replied. Ferris took a moment, since it was suggested that she liked trying on different designs, to admire the beautiful woman seated on his lap. "I must say that this emsemble is particularly striking on you, mi'lady. Though I suspect, a simple shift worn by you would still take any man's breath away."

"Much better, mi'lady," Ferris replied, glancing over to make certain his armor wasn't disturbing anyone. "As for me . . . I am the first son of Alicia and Camden D'Elchant. My father is a noted champion in his own right. In fact, it was he that bought Turle Le'shent into the light of Circe's love . . . though that was before I was born. My mother was a high priestess in the Sancyric Church. Their meeting was a story of true love and Circe's guiding hand, or so I am told."

*Ferris made certain to give Aerope time to discuss what he had told thus far, to make certain that she was being entertained, and that he was doing an adequate storytelling.*

 

[Rystil Arden]

“No, no need to apologise, it was a decidedly singular experience, that’s for certain, but there was no lasting harm done, I think. I’m sure it can’t be easy for her living like that all the time...being unable to just be herself, always worrying about how she might affect others.”

*Plydek nods.*

"Yes, it most certainly is not easy. Normally she doesn't even get to leave home, but father made an exception for her sister's wedding. The angels have played a cruel joke on her, I think."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Well . . . so long as you approve, mi'lady," Ferris replied. Ferris took a moment, since it was suggested that she liked trying on different designs, to admire the beautiful woman seated on his lap. "I must say that this emsemble is particularly striking on you, mi'lady. Though I suspect, a simple shift worn by you would still take any man's breath away."

"Much better, mi'lady," Ferris replied, glancing over to make certain his armor wasn't disturbing anyone. "As for me . . . I am the first son of Alicia and Camden D'Elchant. My father is a noted champion in his own right. In fact, it was he that bought Turle Le'shent into the light of Circe's love . . . though that was before I was born. My mother was a high priestess in the Sancyric Church. Their meeting was a story of true love and Circe's guiding hand, or so I am told."

*Ferris made certain to give Aerope time to discuss what he had told thus far, to make certain that she was being entertained, and that he was doing an adequate storytelling.*

*Aerope smiles and nods.*

"That sounds quite beautiful, Ferris. Tell me more," she rests her head against his chest and gazes up at him with starry eyes.

 

[Bront]

"Well, trust me, it isn't at all ideal or how I'd run it, but it isn't exactly slavery--it's more of a responsibility that comes with being a noble. The commoners are generally poor, but they can choose their own paths, and if they invest in mercantile business, they may some day gain wealth. Nobles are born into luxury and have many privileges, but in exchange, less freedoms and more responsibilities. We have to live with them in return for what we gain, or else we wind up just taking and taking, which isn't fair to those we govern--the princess of a kingdom owes it to her people to bring them peace through a political marriage."

Vasha nods, "When you put it that way, then yes, it sounds less like slavery, though it still seems forced. One of my Sisters is a princess, but she never seemed to be under such constraints, though perhaps since she is not Rowaini it is different for her."

 

[Rystil Arden]

Vasha nods, "When you put it that way, then yes, it sounds less like slavery, though it still seems forced. One of my Sisters is a princess, but she never seemed to be under such constraints, though perhaps since she is not Rowaini it is different for her."

"Oh, it's definitely forced, and don't get me wrong, I don't like it. But it's better than from where El comes from, for instance. Where's your sister princess? Amaranthia? I'd guess with no males, it would be more likely to be free-spirited and fun there."

 

[Bront]

"Oh, it's definitely forced, and don't get me wrong, I don't like it. But it's better than from where El comes from, for instance. Where's your sister princess? Amaranthia? I'd guess with no males, it would be more likely to be free-spirited and fun there."

"No, Arris, and her soul is not free, for it bears many heavy burdens, but she, to my knowledge, is still unwed by choice."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"No, Arris, and her soul is not free, for it bears many heavy burdens, but she, to my knowledge, is still unwed by choice."

"Arris? She's a Valsian? Yeah, those Dragonprincesses don't have to worry about political marriages, although they may have their own problems. A harsh desert. Crazy terrorists who want to kill you. Political intrigue among your supposed allies who want to kill you. Rivals in power who plan on being the next Dragonking or Dragonqueen instead of you. Yeah, not my cup of tea. It would take ruthlessness and incredible power to stay safe and happy in a position like that. Someone like the Dragonemperor's daughter, though that position must be even more dangerous."

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

*Plydek nods.*

"Yes, it most certainly is not easy. Normally she doesn't even get to leave home, but father made an exception for her sister's wedding. The angels have played a cruel joke on her, I think."

“Well, I’m glad she was allowed to come, even with the drama of her entrance, as it would be a pity if she missed seeing her sister married. The angels? I’ve heard them mentioned several times now, with Kastor saying suitors wanted to have Helena as a symbol of the angels’ favour, and Lynestra mentioned them too, when pointing out to Ferris they weren’t gods. So what are the angels exactly...if they have the ability to give such powerful, yet double edged, gifts...if they’re not gods?”