|angie spurling, tyvm! (evangelically) wrote in fairthreads,|
@ 2009-12-21 10:06:00
|Entry tags:||!incomplete, character: sir owen bennett, location: the royal palace, player: jeanne, z-character: princess evangeline ravelai, z-player: eden|
Characters: Angie and Owen
Setting: The palace
Status: Threaded, incomplete
Angie was in her room examining the various scrapes and bruises she had accumulated this past week. That's going to leave a mark, she thought ruefully. Resting her head on the widow sill, she looked outside at the wide expanse of Frell. It was saddening to see such a beautiful country shrouded with the Gray Death. Her head perked as she saw something in the distance horizon: a knight riding on a horse wasn't something you see everyday. Could it be? As he neared Angie couldn't believe her eyes. She didn't need her maid coming in to know who it was. She dipped a hasty curtsy, and flew down the stairs. Angie took a quick moment to compose herself before stepping in the throne room. Opening the doors she saw a welcome mass of blonde hair: she needed no further confirmation. "Owen!" Skipping all formalities, she ran up an hugged him tightly. "Welcome home!"