Fantasy Generic Fantasy RP (CLOSED)

[Solar Daddy]

Callum almost enjoyed the look he was getting - whether it was because he had such a beautiful date, or simply the fact that a new, rather powerful Lord had entered the room, he wasn't sure. Callum could tell why people could get drunk off of power, he felt the tug just by the way people grew slightly silent when he walked in. Callum began to walk around with Emmalia by his side, his arm wrapped around her as he introduced himself to new Lords, and familiarizing himself with old Lords he had known previously.

 

[Dragongal]

It wasn't long before they came before Aman, who said, "So, you two are a couple now! You ought to thank me, as I gave you the job together," he joked. "But it is all fair, since you freed me from Gallium's prison. Callum, you especially I should thank - Gallium was your own father. You are a good man, Lord Cross. Don't believe otherwise."

Emmalia was glad to see Aman in good health. She had never given his children his message, because she had believed her would be returned to them - and thankfully she was correct.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum smiled as Aman has greeted them, enjoying his company and praise for the time being, until be brought up Gallium. It hurt a little, being branded as a traitor to his own father, albeit it in a relatively good way. Callum nodded his head with a dry smile, "It's good to see you back in the land you belong, Aman. I hope nothing but calm seas and warm sands ahead of you." Callum gave him a gentle handshake before walking off with Emmalia, hoping to end any conversation about Gallium before it changed his own thoughts on what he did.

 

[Dragongal]

Call it an animal sense, but Emmalia could feel the shift in Cal at the mention of Gallium. She squeezed his hand a bit and pulled him to the side where they could speak in relative privacy. "Cal, it's okay," she whispered tenderly. The thought of him being upset hurt her, deep down. "You did what was right, you're a good man, and I love you. Okay?" Those were facts she felt he might need reminding of at those moments. And she was more than happy to remind him.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum had been lost in his thoughts as she talked to him, but still interpreted what she meant. After taking a moment to collect his thoughts, he gave a soft smile. "I love you Emmalia... thank you." He wasn't sure just how scandalous it was to kiss her in the center of the liveliness, but he decided to go for it anyway.

 

[Dragongal]

Since they were on the sidelines, Emmalia saw no issue with returning the kiss. When they separated, she whispered, "Anytime, Cal." The musicians began to play moments after, and with a smile, Em took both of his hands in hers. "Let us dance, dearest. We can show them how it's really done." They had had but one dance before, but Em couldn't help but feel like it was impossible for anyone to even compare to dancing like they did - it was all soft, flowing movement, done perfectly without thought and purely led by emotion.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum smiled at the thought of a dance. They had been through one of these before - the only difference was that be was wearing formal attire, compared to that of a knights armor set that he had last time. More romantic? Perhaps. He wasn't sure this dance could top the sunset they had experienced, though. Callum took Emmalia's hand and began to sway softly to the music, just as it began to kick up a bit.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia kept in perfect step with Callum, not needing to glance down once. Their movements were fluid and perfectly coordinated, making it seem like they had practiced a million times before, but they were just that in tune with each other. Emmalia didn't once have to pull away from Callum to regain her balance or do a repair movement, she kept close, and was quite happy there. She didn't even care that some people stared, many of the women in envy - their husbands didn't dance with them like that.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum's eyes were trained in Emmalia's, a smile tugging st st the corner of his lips. There was no place he'd rather be than by her side, and here he was, showing the world his love for her with his steps. Their movements collided with each other in a complimentary way, as if instead of the current of a river splashing against a rock, simply slows past it and corrects it's own path. They were both a part of the river now, and not a single rock, boulder or mountain could stop their flow from eminating perfectly through a creek bed of romance.

 

[Dragongal]

Finally, the song ended, and Emmalia led Callum away from the dance floor "Let some other couple have the spotlight, I'd like some wine." The wine table was easy enough to find, being a rather large part of the room. Both she and Callum took a goblet of wine and loitered, chatting politely with a few people who passed. Suddenly, though, Emmalia grabbed Callum's wine cup from his hand and with all urgency said, "Cal, your wine was poisoned. Since you drank from it last, thank gods, but...." She paused and sniffed at the goblet she had taken from him. "Nightshade. More than a lethal amount. Somehow someone slipped it in as we spoke to them...."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum didn't show any emotion on his face. He knew that, whoever just tried to poison him, would obviously be looking at him to see what would happen. instead, he gently took the cup back in his hand and resumed looking as though he was having a normal conversation. "Can you trace who could've done it? Maybe the lingering scent on someone who used it on my drink?" He felt rather bad for thinking of her as a bloodhound of sorts, but whatever could work in their favor should be exploited.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia looked very uncertain. "I couldn't for sure, I mean, I can try. I wasn't paying attention, but I don't smell it now. We would have to walk around and see, and even then the scent may be too weak." She didn't want to fail him or disappoint him, but there was truly only so much she could do. Who would want to assassinate her Cal, though? None of those Lords would get his land anyway, probably. Of course, there was more than land and always would be, so she couldn't be sure of anything.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum nodded his head and let Emmalia lead the way, dumping the drink off in a potted plant close by as they passed it. He was necessarily upset someone attempted to kill him already, he knew just as much would happen from his father. He simply figured he could figure things out with the assassin in hopes of a resolution. Callum's hand had remained holding hers, never letting her get too far away from his reach. Callum was afraid that, in such a large crowd, someone could whisk away one of them without the other knowing.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia held Callum's hand, glad he had thought of that to keep them safe. Despite all of their walking through the crowd, she couldn't smell any trace of the poison. Lord Balder caught her before she could continue her search, and asked for her to dance. She looked up to callum, knowing that she was supposed to dance with whoever asked unless she had an outright aversion to the.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum frowned for two equally important reasons. The first being that they were currently looking for an assassin attempting to kill him. The second being that, if anyone were to dance with Emmalia, it should be Callum. He knew Balder and didn't doubt that he wouldn't attempt anything on her, especially after them formally committing to a puplic affair with one another, but the thought still unnerved him. Callum let his anger subside a bit before simply waiting for the dance to be over - he didn't want even the slightest bit of panic in the crowd. Callum hoped the dance would end soon, and focused on trying not to be assassinated in the next few moments, as well as keep his petty jelousy down. He stayed close by to Emmalia to make sure that, if someone did plan anything, she could help him.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia stayed quiet for most of the dance and looked over at Callum every once in a while, willing him not to let his jealousy get the best of him. Honestly it was a doable that he was so jealous over her. But he could see that, towards the end of the dance, she was speaking quietly to Balder. And what she said was nothing short of damning accusation. "You tried to poison Callum. Before, you tried to ask us to assassinate someone so you could get through throne. Now, though.... You decided to try it. Before you lie, I can smell the poison on your hands."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Callum has no experience whatsoever with being a Lord." Balder replied back rather hastily. "I respect the kid as much as anyone could. He stepped up to take a mantle of responsibility some others may collapse under. However, he isn't ready to take such a large role in our world, not yet. The Lords and Counts under King Cassian... Something is starting, Emmalia. It's been preparing to go into motion for a long time now, and it's about to catch some speed. That boy will either find himself hanged, missing or exiled within a year. I can't talk about it too much, I know very little. I'd prefer to see Callum killed quickly by some poison while he's having a good time than watch an empire crumble before him."

 

[Dragongal]

"So you're withholding information?" Emmalia stepped away from Balder, but kept her hand on his wrist, nearly breaking it just from how tightly she held it. "I suppose that's a reason to keep you alive - if in the King's dungeons. Don't pull a knife or anything, try and I'll break your wrist and stab you before you can move." All she could seem to think about was her nightmare. Seeing Callum dying before her eyes. Not saving him. Failing him. And that made her all the more protective. She practically dragged Balder to Callum and said, "He tried to poison you. What do you want to do with him?"

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum turned to face them, frowning and asking, "What? Em, I think you have the wrong guy. That's Balder, he wouldn't-" Callum was cut off, however, when Balder began his monologue, rather impatiently.

"Listen, either you need to resign from what you're doing, or you'll die. You didn't seem like you'd back down, so I attempted to poison you. A very careful plan has been put into place here, centuries of planning. You're about to untangle a good portion of it, and you'll make a lot of people - powerful people - mad. When I say it would be better to die now, I mean it. I'm telling you more than you should already know, but it's because I like you both enough to ask you - Exile yourselves, before it's too late. A regime is unstoppable if the most powerful men of our time are hidden behind it, pulling the strings." Callum frowned, and turned to Emmalia. For a moment, he almost seemed happy.

"We'll get some guards and send him to a cell. Keep him in the castle though, we deserve to have a chat with him later on." Callum was using the power of a Lord for the first time, and it felt rather good. Sure, the news Balder brought wasn't pleasant, but as long as he played his cards right, they could escape this unscathed - whatever it was.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia smirked. "Yeah. I don't quite like the word regime. We'll visit with you again later, Balder." She gestured to one of the Guards and quietly gave instructions to lock Balder up, with the warning that if anybody besides herself, Callum, the guard, and the Captain for the guard knew, the guard would be held personally responsible. Then she let Balder go and went back to Cal. "You think he meant what he said? About you dying if you didn't get exiled...?" She looked up at him with big, innocent eyes.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum looked down at Emmalia, almost lost in a trance as he looked into her eyes. She was far too beautiful to be as deadly as she was, and definitely too good for him. It's a good thing he only became a Lord recently, or else he would've assumed she was courting with him just to be considered a queen. After he took the time to regain his consciousness, he said, "Huh? oh, well, I hope not. Balder probably just caught win of some bad information is all. Either way, whatever it is, we can worry about it after tonight. The only thing that matters right now is that I spend time with the best looking girl in this entire castle." He flashed a smile before giving a quick kiss to her cheek.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia smiled, but it hid her concern. Ever since her nightmare, she had been protective of Cal, and now she was even more so. Who knew if Balder was right and people were out to kill Callum? Hell, it could even be Aman! All she knew for certain was that she would kill as many people as she needed to to protect him.

But that was only if needed. For the moment t, she settled with staying at Callum's side, dancing with him, and sipping at wine. Though she started out with small amounts of wine, she rather lost track at some point, because she was testing all the lovely flavors available. With her enhanced senses, she could taste anything from the type of grape and other fruits, to how the minerals of the water from the brewery played into it. So, towards the end of the night, her cheeks were slightly flushed because she was slightly, somewhat tipsy.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum had remained by Emmalia's side the entire night, never one allowing anyone to get a chance at dancing with her. Tonight, she was all his, and she deserved to have a good time. So, he decided not to regulate the amount of wine she drank. Although he got skeptical after she had the equivalent of about six bottles of wine, he assumed, and he decided to see just exactly what she was like when she was tipsy. "Hey Em, how are you feeling?" He asked, an amusing smile playing on his face.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia was old enough to know when she was drunk. And she was just about drunk, but not quite there. She looked up at him and leaned her head on his shoulder. "Good. Little bit tipsy. You?" She had her hand in his and was slowly rubbing her thumb on the back of his hand. Being drunk, she wanted nothing more than to be with Cal, even just holding his hand.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum raised an eyebrow, as she didn't seem too intoxicated. He'd assumed after so many drinks she'd be well past tipsy, but he guessed it was thanks to her vampiric immune system at work. He had wanted to see her drunk, and thinking she was almost to that point, he said, "I'm good, but perhaps some more wine could make us better." He hadn't been drinking too much in honesty. Wine wasn't really his thing, he was a beer man. The fancier types of alcohol didn't appeal to him much, but it was still amusing to see her get out of her normal, formal-esque composure.