The King is Mine! (KatiexGinger)

[Rude and Not Ginger]

King Feller sat on his throne, as usual, listening to the incessant whimpering of some peasant woman who had lost her husband in the most recent of wars. They always came to him like this, begging for gold to rebuild their shattered lives. He always gave it, after all, it was his fault in a away. But they seemed to think they had to beg for it. Even to the point where his lack of attention caused her to pull the shoulder of her dress off, slowly undressing. It was this that slowly brought him back to attention. "That will not be necessary Ma'am..." He tossed her a small purse filled with more gold than she would ever have known before. Always the old maidens that attempted that card.

He was only twenty two years old, young for a king. And too young to want to bed down with women twice his age. But he hadn't bed down with anyone yet and that was beginning to concern his kingdom. He had no bride and no heir. Even a son born out of wedlock would have been a welcome thing. But no maiden had caught his attention yet, though he had made an effort to surround himself with women. There seemed no hope for the virgin king. His last chance lay with the noble's daughter visit from afar. She was to arrive with her servants today. (I figured it would be fun if you played a spoiled noble girl and her servants. If you don't want to play her, just make her a total bitch.)

But it didn't show that he was looking for a bride in her. He was dressed casually, wearing only a silk shirt colored the same as his country flag, a rich blue, and long black slacks. He wore his crown rather haphazardly on his head and he was stretched out, obviously bored. But he was handsome. Some even said gorgeous. His eyes were a light icy blue and his dark brown hair was nearly black. He just over six feet tall and his skin was just lightly tanned. Under his clothing, his training as a warrior showed through the toned body and several small scars on his arms and back.

 

[katie marie]

No one needed to announce the arrival of Elizabeth. The young girl had been brought through the castle's gates in a large carriage, followed by three others that held her clothes, jewelry, and other girly goods. One of the doormen from her carriage jumped down and immediately rolled out the carpet that had been left out for her. She couldn't walk on the dirty ground! Only part of it was paved, and even that had traces of filth. After a moment of staring into a small mirror, the blond stepped out of the carriage, and onto the dark green carpet.

Her eyes were a light blue, that had a fire in them that shined every time she smiled. Her skin had been kept pale, seeing as she didn't need to go into the outdoors for more than a walk - but even then she was covered by a light umbrella. Still, she was a beautiful girl, as all nobles were. Elizabeth was twenty now, and her father was tired of her living without a husband. After all, most girls were married off at sixteen, maybe even earlier. She was getting older, and if she waited much longer, she would be the only woman without a husband - eventually becoming an old maid.

As Elizabeth thrusted herself into the castle, she caught the attention of Helena, one of the younger servants that worked in the castle. It was supposed to be her responsibility to keep up with Elizabeth, and to show her around. "Shit!" Helena muttered under her breath. She was supposed to have been ready for her arrival hours ago, but she had only just finished the noble's room. Glancing out the closing door, she saw that the doormen and guards were tending to the lady's things. Rolling her dark blue eyes, Helena decided to go ahead and follow Elizabeth. "Ma'am!" Helena called out.

Elizabeth flicked her head back, causing her hair to shift a bit while atop her head. "What?" The lady spat back. Helena gave a disgusted look at the woman, obviously disapproving of her attitude. "I will show you were the king is." The brunette muttered. Seeing as Helena was only a servant, her dark brown curls were loose and flowed down her shoulders and back softly. But, while looking beautiful, it was a sign of her low status. Elizabeth huffed in her direction, and Helena just walked on in front of her. After a few moments, Elizabeth began to follow. Truth be told, Helena wasn't exactly happy a bride was coming for the king. He was gorgeous, and all the women in the house wanted to tend to his needs - including Helena.

 

[Rude and Not Ginger]

Zach was sitting on his throne when a messenger came to his side and whispered something in his ear. She was here and on her way. He sighed a little and stood slowly. Probably some ugly girl spoiled by her father and told to believe she was beautiful. He hated the noble girls who were full of themselves for no reason. No looks and no personality meant no husband for them. But then he saw a girl walk into the room. His eyes lit up. She was absolutely gorgeous! Curly brown hair and dark blue eyes. But she was dressed in such ragged clothes. Well at least by a noble's standards. They looked like something his servant would wear. Maybe she would be humble. But then he saw her.

A girl dressed in clothes more expensive than most homes. But she was just as beautiful. For a moment, he was confused. Then he glanced between them and noticed that the first girl was in fact one of his servants. She was one of the girls who tended to him during the day. He had never noticed her before. But that didn't matter right now. He stood and walked over to the noble before smiling a little. At least she was pretty. "Morning Elizabeth...Welcome to my kingdom..."