Fantasy Generic Fantasy RP (CLOSED)

[Solar Daddy]

"Well I'm not going to kill you." Callum kissed her cheek. "If it takes a lot out of you, then you don't need to have it on all the time. I'm your husband, after all."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia smiled shyly. "It's just a necklace that casts it, but when I feed and stuff the glamor fades. That's why I've never let you see me feed."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"As I've said, I'm your husband and I've seen you without it. Well, fiance... You know what I mean. Look, I love you, and I don't want you to think I'm appalled by seeing you without the necklace. Just do whatever is comfortable when it's just us."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia smiled and gave him a gentle kiss. "I appreciate that, but I'll just wear the necklace. It makes me feel... more human." She chuckled and nuzzled against his neck. "You're sweet, love."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Cal chuckled a bit and returned the kiss. "You're sweeter, Dearest." Callum wrapped his arms tight around her. "You know, we've been in bed all morning, don't suppose another hour could be much worse..."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia grinned, her fangs still evident, and said, "You wanna sleep, cuddle, or a little more...?"

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum grinned up at her, "Maybe a bit of all three?" He suggested.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia kissed him slowly on the lips, then said, "Of course, darling."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum had regretted leaving the bed, but he figured if they got up any later there wouldn't be a point to. He got dressed in his normal attire, deciding to take a stroll through the many smaller courtyards of the castle.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia followed soon after, and gently reminded him of the people he needed to free and the apologies he needed to make. She didn't want to stress him out after their wonderful morning, but she couldn't risk him forgetting.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum had acknowledged Emmalia's request, and sighed at the thought. All the bad things he had done were testements to his lineage - he was his father's son. "Will you go with me?" He asked.

 

[Dragongal]

Em smiled gently and put her hand in his. "To the end of the earth." Really he just had to write a proclamation to be read through the land as an apology, but she would go with him, especially for releasing the prisoners which he would have to do to their faces.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum nodded and smiled softly, holding her hand as they walked to the desk and sat down. He began to conjure the proclamation, explaining how he was sorry and that he'd give in full what he had taken, and repay what was owed. When finished, he handed off the proclamation to a courier, and then went to the cells to release the prisoners, one by one.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia accompanied Callum, and watched each prisoner leave, hoping she would remember their faces for a later date. All of them were too scared to say much to Callum, they just thanked him and ran off before he could think of anything to arrest them for again.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum felt horrible for everything he had done, and was ashamed that he believed everything he was told. Whether it truly was the only way to stay in power, Cal would find out. But he'd rather have a short rule and a good one compared to a long and tyrannical Lordship. Cal turned to Emmalia once the last prisoner was freed, a distant look in his eyes.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia gave him a soft smile and pulled him into a hug. "You've righted your wrongs. I'm proud of you, lover."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Cal smiled back and returned the hug. "I love you, Emmalia. Thank you for helping me fix my mistakes."

 

[Dragongal]

Unbeknownst to either of them, one of the prisoners had slipped away from the guards escorting him out. Finding a sword in the castle was very easy, as was finding a servant's uniform. The rest of the day, Emmalia and Callum passed in leisure, then went to bed. Sometime during the very early hours of the morning, before the sun had risen, the prisoner slipped into their room and struck, plunging a sword into Callum's chest.

Emmalia had been curled up to Callum, as she usually was, with her head on his shoulder and her arm around his waist. The first thing that woke her was the sound of the blade going into Callum's chest, then the smell of his blood. It smelled different from any other human blood, and she immediately recognized it before her eyes even opened. When they did open, though, Emmalia saw the man standing by the bed and the sword in Callum's chest and did what any woman would do - she screamed, immediately moving to see if Callum was still alive. Removing the sword could kill him more quickly, if only they could get a healer soon enough, it would be best to leave the blade in the wound.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Callum had been sleeping rather peacefully that night, with the burden of all his stress and consequences being lifted from his shoulders. However, due to his rude awakening, he had felt rather miserable when he opened his eyes. He didn't even realize what had happened at first, but when he did, Cal couldn't even gasp. The blade had pierced his lung, which made it awfully hard to breathe. Instead, he brought a hand up to the sword and winced, feeling every bit of the blade as his blood poured out onto his clothes and the sheets.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia was at his side with her hand on his cheek. "Don't move love, it'll be ojay." But would it be? hat if he hadn't caught enough souls and Death decided to keep him? Emmalia was struck deeply by that fear, and a sudden rage rose in her chest, and with the smell of his blood clouding her mind, she snapped, turning to the killer who had made it halfway out of the room. In a second, she was upon him, and grabbed the back of his head, forcing it onto the stone wall and shattering his skull. She didn't even pause as she yelled for a servant, "GET A HEALER, NOW!" Then returned to Callum, her eyes red and her skin again pale, but she wasn't lacking emotion as she had before. She kept one hand on his cheek and softly said, "Shh, focus on me, love, it's okay, I'm here." She was utterly frantic inside, but she did her best to hide it for him.

 

[Solar Daddy]

One of the downsides of not being able to breathe was not being able to talk as well. Cal looked over at the dead prisoner, making a pool of blood where he sat, and then back to Emmalia. His eyes were wide with shock, his heart raced, and his muscles clenched. He kept trying to say words, but nothing escaped his mouth - all he could do was look at Emmalia and pray he didn't die.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia could tell that he wanted to say something, but she wasn't sure if it was about the person she killed or not. She didn't care that she'd killed him - she felt it rather merciful, considering what the prisoner had done. One of her hands held his, and her other hand was still on his cheek as she spoke soothing words, almost like she was singing, her voice unnaturally calming, like a spell.

When the healer showed up moments later, she almost attacked him and the guard with him too, but she managed to hold off. She focused on keeping Callum occupied to distract from the pain. Still using that sing-song, enchanting voice, she said, "Shh, lover, it'll be okay, I'm here, it'll be okay."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Cal felt almost like he was in a trance from Emmalia's soft spoken words. They were enough to keep him from worrying too much about dying, but still, the pain in his chest was hard to ignore. He didn't bother to move his head to look at the healer, he was fixed on Emmalia. Cal remained in shock for a few moments before finally fading into unconciousness.

 

[Dragongal]

Em kissed his lips lightly and continued softly crooning to him even when he closed his eyes. By then the healer had removed the sword and healed his lung, and soon finished healing the wound entirely, except for a cut which they easily stitched and bandaged. They told Emmalia not to let him move much when he woke, and she said she understood and bid them leave. For some reason she couldn't stand the idea of someone being close to her Callum longer than absolutely necessary. A guard came and took away the intruder's body, though he was disturbed by the brutality of the Lady he partially served.

Em carefully moved the blankets over Callum and draped her arm over his chest above the wound, giving as much of her warmth as possible to him. She would patiently, happily wait until he woke up.

 

[Solar Daddy]

When Callum awoke, he was disoriented to say the least. He wouldn't know how to answer if someone asked him what year it was. When he opened his eyes, he looked around at the sun filled room, with Emmalia laying beside him. Cal tried to sit up, but when he did, he instantly regretted it and made a rather painful yelp.