Royal Captive

[erikaleeanne]

@Prizzy Kriyze


Princess Annabeth of Merida didn't enjoy being referred to as 'princess'. Why she didn't was hard to explain; it was just something that irked her. At this moment, she was strolling through the hallways with one of the maids, trying to assure her that she didn't need such a title.


"Anyway," she said, changing the subject, "where's my father?"


"Asleep in the throne, your majesty," the maid replied, "he was up late, sorting out some peasant matters." Annabeth rolled her eyes; that was typical of her father.


Suddenly, Annabeth and the maid began to hear commotion coming from the entrance of the castle. The walls of the palace weren't incredibly thick, and could be heard through fairly easy if you wanted to badly enough.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Dust weaved it's way through the air in the large room as Garret stepped over the bodies of a few valiant guards who'd fallen stood in the way of the entourage of merry warriors that had prepared the way for him. He gave the bodies a bothered look as he raised his voice to address the leader of the soldiers he'd been assigned. "Now then, since you alerted the entire castle with the kind of entry I specifically said we shouldn't do, can you all please leave the grounds before you cause a massacre of some sort?" The leader, a large man wielding a hammer covered in the red liquid and grey dust that was abundant in the room, looked at him with a wicked smile and responded "Ya 'ave ta learn ta live, boyo. The boys've been itchin' for a good fight for days now, ya see? Escortin' some youngling in fancy robes ain't their idea of a good time, as ya know." Garret gave the bunch a disgusted look. Rapists and murderers, all of them. He wasn't a big fan of his employer or his soldiers, but he was a mercenary, so he was going to have to finish what he started.


"Very well. Do as you wish." He said with a sigh, and straightened the lapels of his long-coat. The sound of rapid footsteps echoing through the hallway gave away that other guards must be approaching. The group of soldiers who had escorted him here and bursted in through the front gate turned their attention towards the hallway with weapons raised and sick looks on their faces. Garret pulled his gloves tightly up onto his hand as he started backing away from the group. They weren't leaving, so he might as well use the distraction they would cause to gain entry to the rest of the castle. He sent one last look at the bodies, and thought So much pointless killing... before slipping into one of the halls and disappearing.


The sounds of swords clashing was clear through the thin walls of the castle when Garret arrived in one of many hallways leading through the castle. He was here, tasked with capturing the princess of castle, yet he had little to no idea where to find her. He'd been shown what she looked like, so he could identify her if he saw her, but right now there was nothing to go off of. Guards and servants passed him in the hallway, but his clothes were expensive and exquisite enough that he didn't stick out like a sore thumb.


(If you want me to write less, just tell me xP)

 

[erikaleeanne]

(No, that was very good! Don't feel like you have to write a bunch every time, though)


The princess dismissed the maid at her side with the wave of a hand, and quickly searched for her father in the throne room. She found him where she had expected to; asleep in his throne.


Annabeth shuffled to the front of the throne. "Your Majesty!" She said, stirring the king awake. He grunted and grumbled before looking down at his daughter.


"Well? What do you want?"


"I believe there is a disturbance at the front of the palace, sir," she replied, annoyed with his gruffness.


"You're probably exaggerating," he muttered with the dismissive wave of his hand. "If something was wrong, one of my guards would've informed me before you."


At that moment, a guard burst through the door. "Your Majesty!" He exclaimed, "We're under attack!"

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Garret continued to wander through the halls, unnoticed by any passerby. They must be shrugging him off as another royal they simply hadn't met yet. A small smirk crept onto his face. There was a strange feeling of satisfaction to be gained from tricking people, and as a sorcerer Garret could pride himself in doing just that.


After weaving through corridor after corridor Garret had somehow ended up at the throne room, given away by it's extravagancy that he could spot through the door which was just slammed open by a guard. I can't get in there.. He thought. If he entered such an important room he'd immediately give himself away as an outsider. If no one else, then the king would probably be able to tell that he wasn't royal. He stopped dead in his tracks after passing the door, and then slowly walked backwards and threw a glance through the crack that was still apparent in the door. He frowned. There she is... He thought. He wouldn't be able to get to her as long as she was in there. Not without causing bloodshed, anyway.


He backed away from the door and threw a glance around him to make sure nobody saw him, then snapped his fingers. A cloud of smoke erupted from where he'd just been, and suddenly there was nothing but empty air there. At least to the naked eye. Hidden by his magic, he stood leaned against a wall just outside the hall, waiting for her to leave.


(Hey, wanna find pictures for our characters?)

 

[erikaleeanne]

(Sure!)


The king quickly ordered the guard to alert every soldier in the palace to stand guard and defend the front of the castle. The guard quickly agreed and darted from the room.


"You," the king ordered, pointing at Annabeth, "Go to your room and stay there. You needn't interfere with this."


"Your Majesty..."


"Don't argue against me!" He thundered, "Now be gone!" The princess sighed and stormed from the throne room and out into the corridors, fuming.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

(And age and all that. I think I'll make a sort of CS for him.)


It didn't take too long before the door was opened again, and the same young mistress from before came rushing out. Just when she passed him, he lifted his invisibility spell and started walking after her. He wasn't sure about how he wanted to do this, but he'd find a way.


"Excuse me miss!" He shouted and started running after her. When he got close, he stopped and faked a surprised expression. "Oh I'm so sorry, my princess. I did not recognize it as you to begin with." He bowed deeply before her, and while still leaned forward he added "Please, will you excuse me, your grace?"

 

[erikaleeanne]

Annabeth raised her eyebrows at the young man before her. She curtsied minutely and replied, "Don't think too much about it, sir. You're excused. Is there anything that I may help you with?"

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

(Picture is in sign-ups)


Garret stood up straight again and looked confidently at the princess. "No, I was looking to get pointed in your direction in the first place. You see, I've been put charge of looking after you in case of an emergency such as this one." Practically shining with confidence he put out his arms and smirked. "I might not look like it, but I'm an experienced sorcerer." He paused for a moment to think of how to go on, but then quickly added "Now, if I've understood it correctly, you're supposed to be in your quarters. I'll escort you there then. Lead the way."

 

[erikaleeanne]

(Same here.)


Annabeth folded her arms, doubtful. "I haven't seen you around the palace before," she replied in a dubious tone, "but, I suppose that my father could've sent you. He does many things without acknowledging me."


She turned away. "This way," she motioned, and began striding down the hallway.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

As soon as she turned away Garret smirked again. He didn't want to carry an unconscious body very far, so the closer to a window they could get would be better. Her room was bound to have windows, right? He followed her down the hallway with his hands folded behind his back. "I actually don't know what kind of situation is going on at the front of the castle. Have you heard anything?"

 

[erikaleeanne]

Annabeth glanced over her shoulder. "I'm not quite sure," she replied, "All I know is that some sort of attack is ensueing. I'm not rather sure, though. Perhaps one of our neighboring kingdoms has finally had enough. Or maybe it's all part of some diversion." She shrugged it off, "I have faith in my people, though."


She she stopped at and approached a large oak door and pushed it open, revealing a circular room, lined with paintings and shelves stuffed with novels and annals. Pushed towards the back was a large, extravagant bed, and towards the far end of the room was a large window that could be opened with the push of the left and right panels, and in front of it stood an integrated seat.


Annabeth walked into her room and turned around. "Thank you for escorting me," she said with a small smile, but I think I can guard myself in my room. Good day." She then began to close the door.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

His face remained neutral as he followed her through the hall, but when he saw the inside of her room his eyes widened slightly. He didn't come from an incredibly rich background, so even though he had seen things like this before, he couldn't help but be a little amazed by the displays of wealth the royals could afford. He may be an expensive mercenary, but there were a lot of things in life he would never achieve.


He was so distracted by the room that he didn't have time to intervene when she closed the door in front of him. He sighed, and then placed a hand on the door. He concentrated, and made the large hinges that carried the heavy door rust heavily. He stepped back and smirked. That ain't opening anytime soon. He thought, before he put his hands together and channeled some of his energy. He visualized her room, and suddenly a feeling as if he was riding a roller coaster got over him. He landed with a light thud on the windowsill of her room. He sighed loudly and said "Sorry, but you don't really have a say in the matter, your grace." the words had a bit off a sarcastic undertone to them, but it wasn't so obvious that it might immediately be perceived as an insult.


"On the other hand, I thought that sounded interesting. A diversion you say, what would it be a diversion for?"

 

[erikaleeanne]

It wasn't too long after she shut the door that she jumped at the sight of the sorcerer suddenly appearing on her windowsill. As he spoke to her, she couldn't help but feel as if he was insulting her position, but she hardly cared. She was more concerned about the smirk on his face and the mischievous look in his eyes.


Annabeth began slowly backing towards her door. "Well," she began to answer his question, "a diversion can be used for a many things I suppose..." She reached for the doorknob, "Murder. Theft. Kidnapping..." Annabeth jiggled the knob furiously. The door didn't budge.


"Please leave my room, or I will myself," she said, trying to keep her composure, "And consider that to be an order."

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

(sorry, should've responded sooner)


He looked over his shoulder and looked over the landscape and kingdom. He hopped off the windowsill and took a better look. He pushed the window open and looked down. "Yeah, I guess it could be for an assassination of sorts, wouldn't you agree?" He continued to look, not particularly bothered by the though of getting pushed out or accidently falling. He turned back around and faced her. "You'll find that you're going to have a hard time leaving the room, my princess."


He walked over to her shelves and started going through the big assortment of books she kept neatly placed in it. Without looking over at her he responded "And I don't feel that convinced by your orders, either." He got bored of looking at books and turned to face her again. He started walking towards her slowly. "The only question I've got is whether you're going to play nicely or not."

 

[erikaleeanne]

Annabeth pressed her back against the door, looking left to right for something that she could throw or defend herself with, having a distinct feeling that she would need to do so.


"First of all, I'm not your princess," she said with extreme bitterness, "and, even though I don't like to play games, I'd like to know what sort of game you think you're playing, and why I have to be a part of it."

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Garret kept slowing walking towards her. "Right then. I'll stop the formal talking." He got uncomfortably close to her. Scaring hostages into submission was usually the way to go. If she was scared of him, she was less likely to do something that might encourage him to do something to her. He was almost touching her, and she looked down at her. "You have no say in the matter, simply put. The game is easy. You don't say a word, and do everything I tell you to. You dig?"

 

[erikaleeanne]

Annabeth pulled herself far away as she could from him, despite the fact that it wasn't much of a distance. She could feel his breath on her, and figured that she didn't have many options.


Annabeth pondered if she would able to get away under any circumstance without much harm, but she doubted it. She wasn't exactly scared of him, but was wise enough to know that wasn't in much of a position to cross him, either.


"Very well," she said through gritted teeth, in a blatantly bitter tone

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

He locked eyes with her for a moment, just a little longer than it was comfortable, and then stepped back. "Good." He said, and switched from his threatening look back to a more neutral one. He walked back over to the open window again and looked over the edge. "How far down do you think this is?"

 

[erikaleeanne]

Annabeth sighed in relief as he backed away from her, and took one step closer to the window at which the sorcerer was standing. Chewing her lip in contemplation, she let her instincts take over.


"Let's find out," she said, then pushed him harshly from behind, sending him over the edge of the window.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Garret did have to admit that he hadn't expected that coming. He fell through the air for a moment before he put his hands back together and reappeared in her room, just behind her. He grabbed onto her wrist tightly, and held it up. "Yeah, not going to work." He took another quick look over the edge, then looked back at her. "Also, an eye for an eye, right?" He quickly put his arm around her back and held onto her tightly. "Everyone's got to live a little." He forced her with him as he took a step up onto the windowsill and jumped. "Hold on tight." He said as they started soaring through the air, and he did an intricate gesture with his left hand. Suddenly a gust of wind caught them, and instead of plummeting straight down the started gliding at an angle away from the castle.


They landed on an empty part of the wall surrounding the castle, and instead of breaking every bone in their bodies against the cold stone, a sort of bubble of air caught them when they hit it. Garret let go of the princess, and crawled a little bit back with a sigh. "Remind me never to do that again.." he complained quietly.

 

[erikaleeanne]

Knowing the ability of a sorcerer, part of Annabeth knew that that wasn't going to work; all the same, it was satisfying to watch him briefly fall before he reappeared in her room.


The rest happened too quickly for her to protest. As they fell through the air, she couldn't help but cling to him out of fear, then relax a little as they gently landed on another side of the castle. As he let go of her, she quickly crawled a short distance away from him.


"Well," She grumbled, "that was interesting. Now, would you like to explain to me what the HELL is happening?"

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

"Wait, you honestly haven't caught on yet?" He raised an eyebrow at her, and then couldn't help but laugh. It seemed like such a typical princess thing to him. So protected during her childhood that she didn't even recognize when she was being threatened. "You're getting kidnapped, girl." He smiled at her for a moment, and then got an alarmed look on his face. "Oh yeah, on that note." He raised both his hands and pointed them towards her. A yellow light shot out from his palms, circled her and landed on her wrists, forcing them together and creating handcuffs of a kind. Another light shot out and did the same thing to her ankles. He then moved his hands together, and this time no effect was shown. "Alright then. Don't scream- just kidding. I just relaxed your vocal chords. You can't talk at all. Heh."


He stood up from the stone and brushed himself off before he walked over and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder. He scanned his immediate area, and found that no one seemed to have noticed him yet. Everyone's attention was aimed towards the entrance, where he could see the group of soldiers he'd come here with losing the battle. He sighed, but felt no sympathy for them. Assholes.

 

[erikaleeanne]

Annabeth was incredibly annoyed that the sorcerer mistook her for incompetent, and tried to yell at him for it, but she soon realized that he wasn't bluffing; he had relaxed her vocal chords.


She squirmed and wiggled for a moment under his grip before giving up, helplessly watch as the guards mindlessly faught at the castle's entrance. Annabeth was saddened by all the death that had to occur on the behalf of her kidnapping, and hated the one who responsible for orchestrating the whole ordeal.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

"Hrrm. I don't really like slaughters." Garret stated aloud as the last soldier fell. He hadn't felt sorry for them, and he still didn't, but that didn't mean he liked them dying. He shook his head, and then jumped slightly. A scream reached him. "OVER THERE! IT'S THE PRINCESS!" His eyes widened and he quickly looked around as he heard the voice. He noticed an archer along the wall who'd had keener eyes than most, and as if he had been standing in complete darkness and a light turned on, everyone's eyes where turned on him.


A shower of arrows came more or less out of nowhere, and he raised an arm in an attempt to try and block them. A couple dozen arrows got flung away by his invisible shield, but one made it through and cut it's way through his forearm. He cursed loudly, but was saved by a loud voice coming from somewhere "Stop firing! You'll hit the princess!" He took the opportunity and leapt over the wall.


Another bubble of air caught them at the bottom of the wall, but he still hit the ground pretty hard. He staggered and caught himself on the wall before he tripped, still cursing about the arrow sticking out of his arm. He swore again, and then set off running down the street. He'd already prepared an escape route, he just needed to get there. The loud sounds of rustling armour filled the streets, but he didn't spot any soldiers. He slid into an alley way, and ran to the end of it. A bunch of runes and symbols where drawn on the ground with white chalk in a circle, and he quickly placed her into the middle of it. He looked at her, and went "Hold your breath or you'll puke. It's always a bit weird the first time." He placed his hands together again, and a light erupted from the circle. He'd teleported her. A group of soldiers appeared at the alleyway, and Garret quickly jumped into the circle. "YOU! STOP RIGHT THERE!" "Right, nope. See you guys later." He said, before light erupted from the circle again, and he was gone, along with it.


He reappeared next to a large rock in the middle of a desert, landing just next to the princess. "Whoo! That was a pretty fun ride, wasn't it?" The light chains had disappeared now, and any spells he'd put on her had faded, but he wasn't afraid that she'd escape now. She probably didn't even know where they were.

 

[erikaleeanne]

Everything after the scream coming from the palace happened so quickly that Annabeth was almost completely disoriented, but thankful that she was able to heed the sorcerer's instructions and hold her breath to subside the vomiting. Still, as she appeared in the desert just before the sorcerer, and he released the spells from her, she fell onto her back, arms spread and eyes staring blankly at the sky as she tried to reorient herself.


"My god," she muttered, "my god, my god, my GOD." Annabeth slowly sat up and looked around in an attempt to figure out where she was. It looked somewhat familiar, but she couldn't exactly place her finger on the location.


She then turned and saw the sword piercing the man's arm. "Oh," she said softly, "Can't help but say you somewhat deserved that." A small part of her, however, figured he shouldn't precariously yank the arrow out like she expected him to.


Annabeth slowly stood up and approached the sorcerer. "Give me your arm," she muttered.