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Forbidden Love (Dreamer)

Izabelle-


"All right" I agreed, "All right".


"Our children are so mart" Mother breathed, and I turned to see Mother and Father still curled in bed, but smiling gently at us. "You two were raised far from formal" she continued, "And I'm so glad. It made you so incredibly smart, and gifted. You know more then many other royals your age. Gabrielle is only wicked, and as we've told you before-"


"Goodness always prevails" I finished.
 
Reven-


I looked away a little sheepishly, at the praise and at the faint, proud smile on Father's face. "We were raised by you," I told them quietly, fingers curling around Izabelle's, and smiled a little. "How could we have turned out any other way?" The only reason we were strong enough or this was because of them. We were stronger together. All of us.
 
Izabelle-


"Did you ever know I about killed your father once?" Mother mused. I bit my tongue to keep from informing her it must have been many more then 'once'. "I'd climbed out my bedroom window, and my skirts had gotten stuck on the spier. All your father heard was me, terrified,and calling for help outside my window. That's when he first started talking about togetherness."
 
Reven-


I tugged Izabelle over to where Mother and Father were to sit on the bed with them, laughing a little at Mother's tale - and Father's expression.


He was shaking his head, rolling his eyes at her. "Of course I wanted us to stay together. If I kept you in my sight you couldn't get yourself killed so easily. You have too much of a knack for trouble."
 
Izabelle-


Mother shrugged, grinning at him, "Trouble? Or fun?" I laughed, and her smile turned to me, "And of course you were gifted with that trait"
 
((Ack sorry it's taken so long, I think I thought it was your turn -_- been so busy and sidetracked lately ))


Reven-


Father rolled his eyes and patted her head. "Of course. I'm just a stick in the mud and I can't tell the difference between danger and fun."


I smiled a little, glancing at Izabelle. "At least we can get out of things together."
 
((It's fine. I've been crazy busy anyhow. Ugh))


Izabelle-


I returned my brother's grin, feeling my face light up, "Oh, maybe this whole thing won't be so hard". I ignored the sudden look on Mother's face displaying worry and almost regret, "If we can ride a dragon, I'm sure we-"


"You. Can. What?" Mother choked.
 
Reven-


I started to try and make Izabella stop when she said 'ride' but without words it was too late, and I winced at


Mother's tone. "I-I . . . It was . . ." Oh, god, we were stuck. I didn't want to say it was nothing, because that was lying, but I didn't want to tell her the truth, either. Father was looking at us, but not with as much disapproval as I'd expected, and I wondered if he'd somehow known, and let us continue anyway.
 
Azyala-


I looked over at Merrick, trying my best to keep the worry of my face, but having it etch into my brows against my will, "Why in Heavens do you look so pleased with them?". The children looked as if ready for us to scold them and slam them into the corner, my husband just looked proud!
 
Reven-


Father blinked, taking on by look of surprise to suppress any sort of smile or pride, and looked at Mother with as much innocence as he could muster. "What? Who said I was pleased?" He looked at us, trying to be stern but with that little edge in his voice that I knew meant he wanted to smile or laugh. "Flying is very dangerous, you two, and you shouldn't have - have gone behind your Mother and I's backs."
 
Izabelle-


I felt the color jump to my cheeks, "We didn't mean to! We only wanted to help!"


Mother frowned, "We told you to stay sa-"


"And we did!" I argued back, thinking to myself that honestly, only Reven attempted to stay safe. "Rallek has been protecting us since we were small, there was no danger in the act"


"A drag-"


"Our dragon".


((Yet another reason to love Izabelle, she always has an argument))
 
Reven-


I wasn't quite surprised as much as I was muted when Izabelle argued with Mother, but after a moment I couldn't just sit by and let her keep going. "Rallek is always good to us, Mother," I pleaded, not wanting her to try and forbid us from ever riding him again. "Even if you can't always hear him, we can, and he directs us so we won't fall." Even if we did, he would catch us, but I didn't want to put that idea in her head.


Father looked at her, hesitantly, and shrugged a little. "Nothing's happened so far. . ."
 
((I just sprained my thumb washing dishes. I have talent. Also, I leave for Crater Lake in three days. Not sure how long it'll take to get my laptop set up there))


Izabelle-


Mother sighed, "Fine. But maybe you should look into some sort of armor. Just in case". I smiled brightly at her, taking Raven's hand, "Of course!". She shook her head, "Sometimes, you two are far too much like me"
 
((How does one accomplish this? O.o


Awww, I think I missed you D:))


Reven-


I smiled and nodded and didn't mention anything about armor being useless if we were to fall off midflight. No matter what the height, really, the speed of it would be devastating, and once we were high enough, death was a certainty if we hit the ground. "It's just because we love you so much."
 
((I also just tweaked my foot by falling out of bed. Have you forgotten my talents?))


Izabelle-


Mother nodded, "We've gone through a lot, even before you were born, to protect you. A fall to take that all away..?" She paled, reaching over and squeezing Reven's hand, "We can't rish it"
 
((Oh geez -_- You need to live in a suit of bubble wrap))


Reven-


I wasn't sure what my expression might have looked like then, but my expression fell pretty fast, and I tried not to look sad or worried at the fear on her face. I feared I'd failed on both counts. "Mother . . ." I started softly, and gave her hand a squeeze. "We wont fall. . . I promise. Rallek would never let us fall." He loved us as much as she and Father did.
 
Isabelle-


A small smile crossed Mother's face, "I know, I simply worry". I caught Father rolling his eyes, "She worried a lot more when she was pregnant, didn't she?" I asked, a small laugh in my voice
 
Reven-


Father laughed in a way that was somehow a bit mocking and a lot loving at the same time, wrapping his arms around


Mother and kissing her cheek. "Had me running around every moment of the day. Couldn't make up her mind if she wanted me to stay with her or get her a thousand other things she wanted. Isn't that right, dear?
 
Izabelle-


Mother shrugged, cheeks flaming as she laughed, "You can't say you weren't cranky too! Always pacing the halls with a pout on your face and grumbling". She leaned into him, a smile playing on her lips.
 
Reven-


I laughed a little when Mother did and Father looked almost embarrassed. "Well - I can't be blamed for worrying when you were constantly doing the same!" Mother had been sheltered before, and pregnancy was probably one of the scariest things that had ever happened to her. That didn't involve one of us being in danger, anyway.
 
Izabelle-


I leaned into my brother a smile resting on my lips. But the threat simply laid over our heads. Gabrielle would be here, attempting to ruin our lives any moment now. But also, I knew we could defeat her. We had love, she didn't. She never had.
 
Reven-


I sighed softly and patted Izabella's shoulder. ". . . We should all get some more rest. . . There are long days ahead of us." We needed to learn all we could in the time coming.
 
Izabelle-


I smiled, nuzzling into Reven's shoulder, "Point made, brother of mine". Mother laughed, "Is he going to have to carry you back to bed, my dear?"
 
Reven-


I smiled a little and patted Izabelle's head. "I can if I need to." I'd done it before, when she fell asleep before me like she usually did. I had a harder time of it, sometimes, but I was always glad to know she was getting a restful sleep before I drifted off myself. It was comforting. ". . . Can't we simply stay here?" Together. I wanted us to stay together.
 
Izabelle-


I smiled sleepily, and felt Mother's hand pulling us down to them. I curled there, tucked between Father and Reven.
 

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