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Lord Jarey Bamford (bigshoestofill) wrote in watchers_rp,
@ 2017-05-25 20:01:00

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#day 007/07 may, heloise, jarey

Who: Heloise and Jarey
When: Early evening
Where: Elkwood palace halls

Jarey had gone to give his condolences to Kelvin Grimm. He wasn't from his kingdom or even a friend, but Jarey felt empathy for his situation. It was all too easy for him to imagine what that would've been like, and how easily it could have happened to him! One misstep, one dropped blood and there went the fingers, no getting them back. He wasn't surprised that his mother had encouraged him to stay away from the training yards more now than she ever had before because of that. His grandmother didn't agree. Jarey thought that the sun would turn black before his grandmother and mother actually agreed on something. Instead of staying where either of them could find him, Jarey had taken to wandering the halls of the palace when he didn't have something specific to do. He'd spend the morning reading the letters he was sent, helping his grandmother make decisions and then he would slip off to train or to wander out of the sight of the women in his life.

If asked, he would tell them he was thinking. In reality, he was seeing what the other people did in those twilight hours before dinner. He could hear some discussions drifting through doors not entirely closed, or see people slipping off who had the air of those who didn't want to be seen, and all in all, Jarey thought he was seeing things he wouldn't have had he been walking with his mother or grandmother, and definitely not if he'd stayed in his rooms.

Raised voices coming from just ahead caused him to stop. A wicked part of him wanted to stay just where he was to listen and see what was causing such a ruckus. The wicked part of Jarey - which was a very small part - won out as it so rarely did and he stayed where he was stood, head cocked a little to the side as he listened to the argument he definitely wasn't a part of.

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nevertorule
2017-05-26 02:48 pm UTC (link)

Heloise had spent most of the afternoon horseback riding, once the rain had stopped and the skies had cleared. She wasn't terribly fond if being cooped up in the castle, and she hoped the rain was finished, at least for a couple of days. Oh, it wasn't as if Heloise was hurting for company. That wasn't a problem at all. But there were just so many families within the castle that it was starting to feel a little suffocating. Heloise knew she would never admit that to anyone, because it felt rude, but now she was beginning to wonder how on earth everyone would be able to stand this for an entire year. Especially if the weather turned bad for more than a few days at a time.

Heloise was walking through the corridors now, freshly bathed and changed from time spent with Millie. She paused for a brief moment when she saw a young man standing ahead, his back to her. He wasn't moving, nor speaking, but he had his head cocked to the side, as though he were listening to something interesting. It took Heloise only a moment to hear the muffled voices from the door nearby. It didn't take a genius to recognize the sounds of an argument. Raised voices, short words.

Heloise's lips quirked into a small smile, and she walked forward again. "Is there anything going on worth listening to?" she asked, her voice soft as not to tip off their presence to whoever was behind that door.

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bigshoestofill
2017-05-26 04:54 pm UTC (link)

Jarey, to his credit, didn't jump when someone spoke from behind him. His ears automatically registered that the voice didn't belong to his grandmother or his mother so he wasn't worried about getting in some sort of trouble for stopping to listen to the conversation of someone else. So instead of moving, Jarey felt a smile quirk his lips at how quietly the woman had spoken. Clearly she wanted to listen too.

"One of their children seems to have done something wrong," Jarey shared, his voice as quiet as hers had been. "They are trying to decide whose fault it is." In a moment he would turn to see who it was who had come up on him, but he was going to keep listening for just a little longer.

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nevertorule
2017-05-27 01:38 pm UTC (link)

"Oh." Heloise lifted a brow and fell silent for a moment as she tried to listen to the muffled conversation. It was rude, of course, to eavesdrop, but she couldn't deny her curiosity. After another moment, Heloise glanced at the young man, recognizing him as Lord Jarey Bamforth. They hadn't spoken before, but she knew him from the noble arrivals. Heloise quite liked his grandmother, Lady Delyth.

"I wonder why they would be arguing with one another rather than realizing the blame lies solely on the child? I can't imagine that if I did something wrong, my father would try to put the blame elsewhere." Her mother had died, so she couldn't imagine the two of them fighting over Heloise's choices. But then, she had no idea how old or young the child in question was. Perhaps the mother or father had failed to keep an eye on him or her.

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bigshoestofill
2017-05-28 05:18 pm UTC (link)

"Likely one thought one thing and the other a different, so whichever was right..." Jarey let his voice trail off, shrugging as he did. It was a familiar situation in the Bamford household ever since his father had passed. Jarey didn't even have to have done something wrong for his mother and grandmother to argue over it. Or argue over what he would do. Or might do. Or had done three years and seven months ago the last time that Lord so-and-so had visited. "Is making sure the other knows it. Likely the one who was right will have sole say for so long, until the other's pride recovers."

Jarey turned his head to see who had come across him, honest surprise flashing in his dark eyes at the sight of none other than Princess Heloise. "Your Highness," he offered, sweeping a bow that would've done his grandmother proud. "My apologies. I did not intend to eavesdrop on the conversation of another."

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nevertorule
2017-05-30 02:43 pm UTC (link)

Heloise was sure parents fought over how to raise children all the time. It was just strange to hear it. Her mother was gone and what her father wanted for her, her father received. There was no one to argue with him, no one to protest. Thankfully he was an intelligent man, and while she thought he struggled with having a daughter from time to time, Heloise found him to be quite fair.

Her gaze shifted away from the door when Jarey turned his head to look at her, and she saw the spark of recognition that she had seen in Amadeo's eyes the first day they met and she introduced herself. Heloise smiled at his bow and shook her head. "Nor did I, but here we are," she said before laughing. She placed a hand over her mouth quickly to muffle the sound. "I think it's likely to happen often. There are far too many people in this castle not to overhear a conversation every now and then. Even a private one. Lord Bamford, is it?" She was ninety nine percent certain, but Heloise didn't want to make assumptions and call him by the wrong name.

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bigshoestofill
2017-05-31 08:20 pm UTC (link)

It made it a little better that Heloise, the Princess, was here and eavesdropping right along with him. Should word find his way to his grandmother, a bigger concern than if they found their way to his mother, Jarey was sure that having Heloise present would make her go a little easier on him. Eavesdropping was, after all, quite the rude thing to do.

"I think that is what servants are for," Jarey offered with a bit of a smile. He'd heard people say that those from Mag Mell didn't readily smile and found it silly. His family smiled as much as others, they just didn't feel the need to do it all of the time. Smiles had a purpose as much as frowns and the reasons were sure to be lesser when in a land as hard as Mag Mell was. He'd like to see the lords of Tirna do half so well in Mag Mell as they did there, in the far more fertile lands. "Jarey Bamford, yes, that is correct." He was pleased to be recognized by so many in this place. True, he was recognized at home, but that was different. "And you are Princess Heloise Leavey. The honor is mine." He gave another bow, sure that his grandmother would have applauded could she see him.

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nevertorule
2017-06-01 01:37 pm UTC (link)

"Yes, I suppose servants hear quite a bit, don't they?" Heloise had rarely thought about that. Servants were always around, but they worked hard to stay quiet and unseen. For the most part, they succeeded. Heloise glanced back at the closed door, suddenly worried that perhaps it would open and some Lord or Lady would find she and Jarey in the hall, eavesdropping. Heloise didn't fear getting into trouble, but she wouldn't want it getting back to her father, regardless.

"Would you like to walk with me?" Heloise asked, returning her attention to Jarey. "I cannot promise conversation as interesting as whatever is happening behind closed doors, but I would hate for anyone to catch us eavesdropping."

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