JeffLyvixDeLaRose: Jeff grunted, slowly reaching down to grip his door knob, pushing the steeloak door open with a growl fighting in his throat. How dare his family. No one understood his anger, and saw his as some kind of teenager whom was throwing a fit, but why? Why was he being the one to be put on the spot? Jeff's eyes locked to his window, slowly making his way over to it as he stepped into the room, spotting a giant black clydesdale pattering through the snow in the distance before breaking off into a full trot into the forrest. Jeff's eyebrow's raised as he looked down at the tracks that were being left in the snow by the large beast of an animal and he slowly smiled from behind his mask. His black armor boots clanged against the floor boards with each step, as he stepped closer to the window and undid the latches that kept it closed. His dainty gloved fingers lifted the window pane and the prince climbed out after his sister. He jumped from the third story of the castle and landed with a POOF into the giant snow bank below, instantly climbing out of it and back onto his feet. Jeff's eyes locked back onto the tracks, He began to walk after the two into the woods, sticking his hands into his pockets of his jacket that draped over his armor, whilst thinking of Ashe and the others in his home. Anaya wanted him dead, Samuel followed her orders. Bitterman did what he could to please everyone. Wraythe was only there to-....do something evil, he supposed. Ashe was there for Jeff and was always there for Jeff, but since the war, their relationship had gone downhill and it was obvious but he still did his best to show affection, whenever he had seen her. Ana was there to oversee the Iron to make sure everything was going well. So it seemed. Jeff was there to-...at first, collect his crown, but now, he was there to ensure the safety of all the subjects and soldiers that fought and supported the House of DeLaRose. What was the cost? Humans, demons, men, women, children, all food for Anaya whenever she saw fit, but not anymore. That is why Jeff constantly put his own life for every other soul around him. Some looked at the beast of a prince like a monster, others like a savior, and most around the iron, like the rightful king. Anaya would never allow it, however. His boots crunched beneith the snow, walking in the way of the tracks left by the horse. He spoke out loud, sighing to himself. "Why am I here?" He muttered, mostly to himself. "What drives me to keep trying to secure my place in this damned house..." Jeff knew what it was however. It was the idea that his family had fallen before and he wouldn't live with himself if it happened again. He swore an oath to protect his family and with each year of the hundred and twenty years that he spent away from his home, he never felt like he had a goal. No matter the pain that his family caused him, he kept coming back. At first, to protect his family, then to claim his crown. Then it was to get revenge. Now-...it was to protect the people around his home. Either by killing his family, or claiming the crown. The people at his home followed him to the grave. He was merciful and for the people, while Anaya looked at every DeLaRose subject like a giant snack. This wouldn't stand for him. No one understood his motivation. Though one thing was for sure. Before he claimed his spot on the throne, he would take Samuel out of the equation. Jeff wanted to protect everyone and the only way to do that was to kill Samuel, then Firedor, and if need be, Anaya. He finally surrounded himself by trees, looking from left to right, before slowly hearing a low growling sound. He turned around, about half a mile away from the Iron, to see 4 black bears, creeping up to him. Possibly a mother and her 3 grown children? He took a few steps back and drew his katana, holding the blade in both hands tightly. "Shit..." He muttered, his breath visible in the air. "Ana?!" He yelled out, not for help, but to see if she was around the area, as the snow was blocking out her aura. Snow caked onto his shoulders as he pointed his blade at the giant behemoths. "Stay on guard!"
CorruptedDoll: Ana had stayed lost in thought as she rid out into the forest, not going off to far. She was trying to figure out the misfit of a family she had. She couldn't remember her family, her blood family they where long gone, killed by the humans that she had come to greatly hate. She lets the horse do as he wants, prancing about in the snow but careful to not knock her off. They found a small stream and the horse started to run up and down the side of it, occasionally using the ice to slide about. She rolls her eyes before muttering to him, “Ya know your horse not a dog right?” She partly blamed herself for the way he was, she'd treated him like a child, babying him, teaching him how to play fetch and over time he just acted like a dog. After a bit longer she hears her name called in the direction back towards the castle. She clicks her tongue at the horse and he freezes into place, she moves to quickly ride back towards the voice, her elven ears flickering as she starts to listen for more noises. As she grows closer to where her brother was she lightly kicks the horse side and he slows down, hidden by the trees still she slides off the horse, drawing her bow as soon as she hears the growls. She quickly slips an arrow into her bow and crouches down, she takes aim and momentarily considers letting them live, she hated killing anything but sometimes it just had to be done. She releases the arrow letting it fly at easily fifty yards per second, granted she was a lot more closer then that to her brother and the bears. She hoped the amount of force she had put through the arrow would cleanly pierce through the first bears chest, strait through the heart before it would even have a chance to respond or react. She would quickly snatch another arrow, getting into place before she aims and fires at the second bears chest. Most wouldn't have responded by the time she sent the second arrow how ever she figured Jeff wasn't like most people and would take the opportunity of the confusion by her first arrow to make his move. At least, she hoped, by the time the second arrow would hit the second bear her spot was sure to be revealed and her black leather making her stand out against the snow.
JeffLyvixDeLaRose: FROOOOOM! The arrow came soaring through the trees and into the chest of the first bear, causing it to just stand there for a moment before falling over. It was a clean kill, but as soon as Jeff saw this, he took action. The second bear had been shot, but was already moving when the second arrow had been fired, causing the arrow head to lodge into it's shoulder, causing it to roar as the three bears began to charge toward Jeff. The one that had been shot stood on it's hind legs and roars out loud, causing the forrest to echo and such while the other two ran toward the prince. He was not fully healed from his journey back from Firedor, whom he was sure would be banging down his door soon due to the death of the princess. If anything, Jeff might have sent his family to war. He knew the soldiers would be behind him when it came to fighting, but there were still some still loyal to Anaya. And even if Jeff took all of her soldiers from her, her spiders, her drakes, her trolls, and her other creatures would be trouble for him. He could not handle a war between the family and between Firedor all at once, but that would not matter if he died here and now in the forrest. His mother would get what she wanted with him. She would get to see her children die, and it would be all for nothing. The prince turned and ran, ducking through the trees as to make the bears follow him and split up, before returning to his same spot, where the bear whom had been standing on his hind legs still stood. Jeff had lost the two bears, whom had taken to walking calmly, sniffing around the trees for the prince. Jeff grunted, holding his blade back out at the bear whom had the arrow sticking out of it's shoulder, standing tall over the prince. "Oh shit-..." He then braced himself as the bear came close, smashing into the prince with a dead sprint, head first. He was sent crashing into the ground, holding his blade out horizontally, catching the jaws of the bear before they could bite down on Jeff's face. Rather, the bear's teeth and mouth chomped repeatedly down on the metal of Jeff's blade, while it swung it's claws at Jeff's face. Jeff turned his head to the side, spotting the arrow in it's shoulder, an idea peeking through Jeff's mind, and coming to fruition. The prince knew that this could result in him getting gravely injured but he took the risk, just as the giant claws of the bear came down, slicing his cheek with it's middle razor edge of it's claw, and smashed his mask off his face, sending it sailing over to the feet of Ana, whom stayed hidden in the trees with her bow, most likely watching the struggle given off by Jeff. Jeff's right hand held the blade out, stopping the bear from biting him and holding the bear slightly off the ground, to where it's claws were an inch away from his face, every time it swung down. Jeff had only a little magic left due to his injuries and did his best to not use them, until he was 100 percent again but he knew that would be a while, and the arrow was lodged deep in it's shoulder, just out of arms reach. Jeff used his left hand, reaching out while holding the bear at bay on the ground, and used his telekentic aura to slowly unlodge the arrow, watching blood drip from the animal's wound as the arrow became loose. With as quick of a motion as he could muster, blood oozing from his cheek, Jeff gripped the arrow and tightly held it in his hand, before pulling his blade away from the bear's mouth and jamming the arrow through the roof of it's mouth, into it's brain, just as the other two bears found their way back to the prince. Growling as they spotted the dead bear, obviously being the alpha of the other bears, and turned on their heels, running off into the forrest. Jeff laid under the dead bear, blood dripping next to him on the snow whilst his own cheek blood mixed into the snow as well. The blood dripped onto Jeff's hair, coating his blond locks with silken red, while his cheek dripped onto his armor, showing his face to the world, which he usually kept hidden under the mask. He gave a gentle shove, using his upgraded strength to push the bear from him, to the side. Jeff climbed to his feet, looking off into the distance, where Ana's aura stood. He grunted, rolling his shoulders and slamming his blade into the ground, and leaned on it, catching his breath. Jeff, fully healed and energy full could have easily, without much effort at all, taken an entire cave of 30 bears but this weakness was different, and he needed to conserve his energy as best as he could, if he wanted to succeed in his plans to save everyone in his home. "Ana?" He said, leaning forward, looking up. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put you in danger." He looked over at the two dead bears on the ground. "But-..at least we got food for the House." Jeff then wiped his cheek, reveiling a single, long, semi deep slash down his cheek. "Shit-..."
CorruptedDoll: Ana refrains from firing at the bear again, Jeff was to close and she didn't want to strike him on accident. She keeps a third arrow at the ready, just in case, following their moments. As the bear and Jeff fall to the ground she bite her lower lip, holding her breath until he shoves the bear off of him. She moves to climb from behind the tree after the other two bears darted back off into the woods half tempted to run after them but figures it for the best she lets them go. She smirks a bit as he speaks before responding, “I don't think I was the one in danger here, and yes I suppose its a good thing we got two of them, perhaps bear stew for supper. However I do think someone needs to hunt the other two down at some point, who knows who they'll attack next. They're a danger to anyone hunting or trying to travel.” As he wipes his cheek and reveals the slash she moves to step forward, moving in closer to him, sliding her arrow and bow back onto her back. She then raises a hand up towards his cheek, pausing mid motion, “Would you object to me healing it?” She looks up to him, her soft grey eyes looking up towards him as her cheeks turn a soft pink just as a breeze would blow through, sending some of her pale snow white hair into her face to hide the flush. She tend to try and keep a hard cold exterior but she sometimes failed when it came to people she cared about, mainly her family. Had Jeff been anyone else she would have probably ignore the wound and just went back to her horse. She stays there, her hand raised up waiting for an answer from him. The horse had joined them, sniffing at the dead bears, kicking the one farthest from then with its hoof as if to see if it was playing dead. After a moment the horse walks towards a bit of melted snow and starts to lap at it ignoring the two.
JeffLyvixDeLaRose: Jeff looked down at the bear's body with a raised brow before looking back up to her, her hand on his cheek. Jeff, not really trusting anyone else's touch, nor their magic, pulled away. "It will heal in time. Perks of being a vampire-...person I guess." He smiled and bowed his head respectfully. "Thank you though. It is nice to know that I can trust you to actually care enough about me to want to heal a simple wound. It means a lot." His words were genuine but his aura was afraid. Not of her, by far but of what might become of his home. Everyone was working against everyone to get the crown. Jeff against Anaya. Anaya against Jeff. Samuel against Both of them. And Wraythe...maybe, maybe not, against everyone. Who knew? Not Jeff. He knew not what the world would hold. But he had hoped that it didn't split the house any more than it already was. He looked to the ground and gripped the arrow from the jaws of the bear and pulled it out with a sickening ripping sound, before handing the arrow back toward her, fletching first, as to not poke her with the arrow head. "It's undamaged. If you want it back. Sorry about using it for another use than the bow." He had his own quiver on his back, full of 30 arrows, ready to be fired at any moment, but for now, they stayed at their post on his back. Jeff's eyes flickered to the bear, before looking back up to his sister. "We need to get these bears back to the Iron. I think Bear Stew sounds great. I'm sorry that hunting wasn't more-...eventful." Jeff rolled his shoulders once more. Then looked down at the dead bear at his feet, gripping the back leg of the bear, and dragging it behind him, after she had taken the arrow, if she did at all. If she didn't want the arrow, Jeff would simply stick it in his own quiver. Jeff looked back to her as he began to drag one of the bears, before reaching down and picking up the other's foot in his free hand and dragging both of them. He left tracks in the snow, as he trudged forward. "You can bring your horse back home. I won't let Samuel touch him." He smiled and kept walking, toward his home, with two 800 pound bears behind him.
CorruptedDoll: As Jeff pulled away from her hand she drops her hand back to her side, nodding softly as he speaks. As he takes her arrow out of the bear she takes it, flicking it to get some of the blood from it before she would slide it back onto her back with the rest of her arrows. “Its fine, we both lived with minimum injuries. I'd call it a win. And bear stew does sound good, so long as its cooked correctly and I still question the help...” As he moves to grip the bears and start dragging them she whistles out, the horse coming out of the trees and over to them before she speaks up again, “You know you could easily put one of those on the back of the horse? His use to heavy loads. And I'm not worried of Samuel touching him, I'd rather just keep temptation away from him, I'd rather not have to start a fight up between people if I can avoid it.” She would keep moving after him as he drug them, waiting to see if he choice to use the horses back to carry one of them, if not she would keep her pace behind him, the horse a few feet behind her. The horse prancing about, knocking into the trees and brush they pasted as if it was having the time of its life. She rolls her eyes as she starts to get lost in thought again, pondering over all the changes that seemed to have happen. The fighting that seemed to be happening in her family, even if most of it was passive. She was worried about what was happening and if she should perhaps just disappear again, she doubted anyone would notice again, she'd come back, everyone was back home, they seemed fine, for now. Clearly they had no need for her, she avoided fighting, she tried to stay neutral. She looks up, glancing towards Jeff before she lets out a soft sigh below her breath, but he seems like he needs someone, at least to distract him at times. Go out and do things to take his mind off his stress. She decides that its for the best she stays, at least for now, to try and help them. However she would refuse to get into any fights and stay as neutral as she possibly could.
JeffLyvixDeLaRose: Jeff and Ana walked back home, whilst Jeff kept his pace. "No. Your horse is having to much fun prancing around in the snow to have to carry such a heavy weight. I got this." He said with a smile from behind his mask. The snow caked his shoulders with a fluffy blanket of egg shelled hue, his hair almost as bright as the frozen water particles that had multiplied and settled itself onto the ground for miles around them and so many feet high. "Besides. When we get home, I wish to talk to a few guards around the kingdom. Mother has been planning something big and I fear that she wants us out of the question. If that is the case, maybe you should have stayed away all this time. Like I should have. Why did you come back, Ana?" Jeff said bluntly, pulling his left arm forward, then his right, keeping his same motion as he trudged through the snow that was getting back up to their knees. "I mean-...I know I asked before but you really came back to confirm rumors about me? Well I can tell you right now that there is a lot of stupid shite going on inside the walls of House DeLaRose. Guards go missing, injustice gets handed out left and right. Anaya uses anything and everything with flesh as a snack when she feels like it, and she has once again gone hungry with power, as most dragons do. I didn't know I had a sister until just last night but-...now that I know, I feel it is my duty to protect you. If you are, indeed, my last remaining sibling then I cannot let Mother kill her last two children. We need to stick together, or I fear we will both have our heads on pikes." Jeff's voice was cold as he gave his soft, yet stern speech. "So we cook dinner together, we practice with our swords together, we hunt together. I will teach you how to fight-...because this is DeLaRose. And it's worse than hell. I should know. I've been there before." Jeff remembered his brother, Jaurl whom had taken him through hell to fight countless Fallen, and waged the war on the dark lord of the 4th circle of hell. He smiled before remembering his brother's fate oh so many months ago. His voice fell low, as his velvet voice rang out and a single dainty finger ran up to flick some of his snow white bangs from his desolate baby blue orbs of power and emotion. "If you are uncomfortable with this, then I urge you, dear sister to leave the Iron as soon as you can. If you do accept, then we will begin in the morning." Jeff and Ana finally reached the back steps of the castle, near the Stables. "You say you want to avoid fighting, but in these walls, there is always fighting. Servants trying to fight to stay alive each day, the townspeople forging through the tough winters with their trinkets to sell at the market, the guards whom have to fight for us Royals each day, or the guests that pass through our woods and find their end due to the giant idiotic dragons and beasts that we have lurking around. These times at the Iron are full of fights. Either for glory, coin or what have you,. But always for survival." Jeff turned to look over his shoulder at her, his breath visible through his mask, in the air. "Do you understand?"
CorruptedDoll: Anarial follows behind her broth listening, his voice had snapped her back to the world, no longer wondering in her thoughts. She nods some pausing a moment before she speaks, “I came back, partly to see if you had returned crazed and partly because I felt the need to come see how the family that claimed me was at least semi alright. As for working together, I am fine with that. I wouldn't mind actually being close to someone for a bit, years of travel tends to make someone go a bit crazy... Granted I am sure you know that.. I wouldn't mind practicing with you, however I will state this, and I do not fight for no reason. I do not harm for no reason, I have to be pushed for me to push back. I won’t take part in small disagreements. I do plan on sticking around, at least for now. If need be I can vanish overnight again and I doubt anyone would notice.” As he stops at the door and looks back at her she smirks up at him, flipping some of her snow white hair over her shoulder, causing some of the snow that had built up on it to fall off of her. She lets out a giggle, just like that of a small child before she moves to turn and get her horses attention. As she spun away from him her cloak would spin out like a fancy dresses skirt, causing a half circle to appear in the snow she had been standing over. She moves to skip through the snow and head towards the stable to put her horse away. At times she tended to act like the child she really was, skipping, giggling, hell even at times she stills enjoyed skipping rope even though she would never admit to it. She heads to the back stable again and puts her horse into it, giving him an entire bucket off oats and refilling his water. She brushes out his coat and kisses him on the head before she turns to head back out. She makes sure that the door to the stable was firmly in place before she turns to the men posted in there, threatening death on them if anyone was to go near her horse, flat out telling them to come find her if he needed anything. After she seemed to get her point across she would move to skip towards the back door again, heading straight into the kitchen to see if her brother was there yet, pausing on the way to hang her cloak up near the back door and sliding off her boots to keep from tracking snow into the castle.
JeffLyvixDeLaRose: He listened to her and nodded. "Bitterman will watch over you for now. He may be a butler but he is one of the most powerful allies I have. If anything, I should be able to get him to protect you when I cannot. He is fond of your return." Jeff's eyes glimmered in the sun, turning a slight grey as he looked up at it, as the ball of fire passed behind some clouds. "Hm. I doubt that anyone of us will survive the winter if she keeps up her ruling as she does." Jeff said to himself, noticing she had skipped away to the stables. Jeff then took this time to go inside, and spot Bitterman whom was dusting off a shelf, with a dirty rag. "Hello, My lord. How did the hunt fair?" "We got two bears. Have the guards haul it to the mess hall to be skinned and cut up for meat. I want the skin of the big one." Bitterman nodded and made a mental note of that for later, and noticed Jeff's eager look. "Something troubles you, my lord?" "Aye. Each day, I feel my final battle is rearing closer and closer. I feel like no matter what I do. No matter where I go. She will never stop until I am dead. She knows I love this House, and I will not let it fall. Even to the person who created it. She has been ruling for centuries, but there were others before her whom created our sigil and I will be damned if I let the bleeding Stag burn with the rest of the banners on the bloody battlefield." Jeff grunted, and Bitterman sighed, not looking impressed. "Anaya is your queen. Like it or not. I do not want you to get home after all of this hardship you went through just to come back and be killed by her like all the other children. “Jeff growled under his breath then raised his voice. "Why do you care anyway, Bitterman?!" "Because I have watched every child of hers that she has had, Gutted, Beheaded, Eaten whole, Blown up, Devoured by spiders, Disinigrated. Not to mentioned, Starved!" Jeff took a step back, caught off guard by Bitterman's sudden outburst. He had been with the family a long time and the fact that Jeff and Ana where the only two he could protect hurt him deeply, to the point that the only thing he could do was stay on Anaya's good side. He wanted to convince Anaya to spare Jeff but she ignored him. Left him standing there with his jaw open. She knew Bitterman was a problem and now the only thing left Bitterman could do was stay Neutral. "Just stay out of her way and you will be fine." The prince took this time to grunt, and cross his arms, before spotting a black case behind bitterman on the table. "What is that?" "Your crown." Jeff raised a brow. "Excuse me?" "The townspeople thought you should have a crown, so they made you one out of Ebony Dragonbone." IT was fine, Jet black, almost ying yanged by Jeff's white hair. It had a large red jewel in the front of it, fit for any draconic prince. "I will write a thank you speech to and address it to the town. In this cold winter, the people down the hill in the town need our Guidance." Bitterman nodded in agreement. "Perhaps you should." "And perhaps you should go give that order to the guards." Bitterman then nodded as Jeff slipped the crown onto his head, felling it fit snug to his melon. "Aye...beautiful." Jeff's baby blues attracted the ruby, bringing out the color of his eyes, and making him, for the first time in a while, look like the king the people needed him to be. Bitterman shuffled off to go get the bear cut up, while Jeff, simply moved over to his throne, with a smile across his maw, behind his mask.
CorruptedDoll: Ana skipped into the kitchen, frowning as she noticed her brother wasn't there. She moves to snag an apple out of a basket near here before she would move to walk out of the kitchen. She pauses in the hall, braiding her long white hair into a simple braid, pulling a bit of string from her pocket she ties it in place. She then starts to wonder about the halls, taking her time as she looks over everything to see what had changed and what was still the same, wondering why her brother thought she needed someone to look after her, saying Bitterman would watch after her. Did he really see her as someone that weak? She started to wonder if he thought she would get in his way. After awhile of pondering and wondering she moves to head towards the main room she had been in earlier with her Mother and brother. Just as she moves to come around the corner she trips over her own feet, falling flat onto her face and drops her half eaten apple. She curse at herself, she had to much of a habit of getting lost in her mind and making mistakes like that when she let her guard down. This place brought back a lot of memories to her. She remember what it like to be a slave to her mother. What she use to do to make sure everything was perfect, to make sure everything was to Anaya's liking. Biting her tongue. Keeping her head down. Staying out of site. She wonder if her brother realized she had lived through that. She wasn't as weak as a lot of people seemed to think she was, she just figured out the best way to handle a situation and went with it. She rarely had a plan, she did things on a whim, when ever she wanted to. She preferred her freedom. Not answering to anyone. She sighs and picks herself up off the floor, hissing if anyone tried to help her up. She wasn't helpless and she sure as hell wasn't going to let people start to treat her like she was. She dusted herself off, grumbling below her breath again before she would finally come around the corner, a smile back on her lips as if she hadn't just fallen on her face and embraced the crap out of herself. She would skip up to where her brother sat flopping onto the floor near him she sat cross legged, thankful that she was in leather pants, not those stupid dresses most girls wore. She never saw the point of them. She would tilt her head up, smiling up to her brother, her gray eyes soft again, like before in the forest, “I thought you'd be in the kitchen, you did say we were going to cook the stew together you know.” She then tilts her head simply looking up at him.
Anaya: “I am going outside!” she yelled as Samuel backed up a good 4 paces “you are not it is gong to burn you and you know it, it will harm the child” “if I don’t the child will die due to over stress and me ripping it out, I am going outside and you are going to move” Samuel was shaking as Anaya’s red eyes were stabbing into him, she could rip him in half if she really wanted to but the need for his child to not be harmed was a deep driving power “Samuel move” he stay3ed there as he looked at her and even tried to butter up the beast with flattery to make her not want to go outside “Anaya you know I love and adore you I just don’t want to see you hurt with your lowered healing rate, jiffs small hit made you cripple the effect of water will be a scar on your beautiful hide” “I said move, I will not be saying it again Samuel De Nure” she used his last name, better then using the center one to but it was clear she meant business. He let out a sign putting his head down in submission to his mate and then stepped to the side “do you wish me to go with you” “no” she said in a cold feeling less tone as she pushed past him with a snarl and a lift of her upper lip, he kept his head low and she walked outside. The snow had stopped thank god and she moved her foot forward lifting her body heat to a level were the snow melted and washed away from her to try her best to stop it from touching her. But the amount of water in the air its self was going into her lungs as she was breathing. Samuel walked back into the house “she is going to come back in half dead, but it is not like we can keep her caged in here” he had a very good point as he walked to the main hall looking out a window to watch her just stand there breathing for a second, a minuet then two, she was just taking in the outside and looking out, enjoying the outside for a little while.
JeffLyvixDeLaRose: Bitterman, sadly looking at the floor, trudged forward, his boots clicking against the tiles as the small, powerful butler bumped into Samuel as he made his way to the back door. "Oh my! Sir Samuel! Excuse me. I didn't mean to run into you. I should be watching where I am going. Forgive me. I haven't been myself in a fort night." Bitterman laughed dryly. Looking out the window, he spotted Anaya and raised a brow. "Oh-...my." He spoke softly. "So-...the queen finally went outside despite knowing the outcome." He said, folding his arms behind his back. Bitterman spoke mostly to himself. "Perhaps that is why you are angry, Samuel. Because you only want to keep your child safe." Jeff sighed, sitting in his throne, before looking down and spotting his sister on the floor. "So, uh-...where did you come from?" The prince blinked, knitting his brows together, before looking off out the window as well. "Oh. What a dumb ass." He said in his own mind, spotting his mother sitting in the snow. "She is gonna hurt herself." Jeff's lips folded into a smile before catching it and sending his lips back into a default fold. "What were you doing before you came back?"
CorruptedDoll: Ana stays seated at her brother’s feet, pouting slightly as he ignores what she stated. She waits a moment, reaching up she rubs her temple, wincing some as her forehead was tender from hitting the floor. She then huffs and then speaks, “I went to the kitchen to see if you were there and then wondered about for a while. Figured I'd give myself time to wonder about and warm up. “She glances back over her shoulder looking back towards the door. She waits a moment and then pulls her bow and arrows off her back setting them to the side before she moves to start rolling about on the floor. Clearly bored again. She bumps into his feet a few times as she starts to hum to herself. Ignoring what her mother was doing, she'd learned when she was younger to stay the hell out of the way, thus why she seemed to be gluing herself to her brothers side today. She lets out a huff after a bit, flopping onto her brother’s feet and just lays there, swaying her feet back and forth.
Anaya: Anaya looked out to her land, the town was all covered with snow everything just seemed so clean and new she took a step her heels catching a bit of snow as it burned into her skin and she let out a hiss, she looked up at the sky, it was clear so did not look like it was going to snow for a while. She let out a sigh once more and then took another step shutting her eyes as she started to bend brake and get larger her red dress ripping off and falling in bits to the ground as she let out a massive breath god it felt so good to be herself she did not want to change back. She just wanted to be there, she wanted to lay down roll in the grass like a giant horse just enjoying herself. But she could not do that she had to get aloft as soon as able. Opening massive wings that put the castle in a shadow. She looked up to the sky and flexed her wings for a while as she had to get them back to being active, she was so stiff her take off she knew was going to be far from graceful that was saying she could even get up on the first try. She pushed her neck out far as she moved a bit and took a step her foot falling into a snow pile that burned the pads of her feet and made her let out a screech and hiss like snarl. She flapped and took off a bit going up and then landing once more with a thud once more landing in a patch of snow and then letting out another snarl she kicked off hard and flapped the wind shaking the ground as she shoot up into the air, it was a floppy lift off but it worked and she was in the air. She flapped more as she moved up into the cold air and enjoyed taking large breaths in even if it burned slightly, she knew she could only be up here for a couple hours at most due to the water in the air eating her lungs away. Samuel looked out the window as he watched her be a cluts then the butler ran into him and he gave a snarl at first but it soon away when the butler said he was sorry for it and seemed truly upset and in knowing of his not seeing where he was going “it is alright Bitterman, and yes she will harm herself but sometimes an animal locked up for so long can’t take the walls anymore it just has to leave no matter the cost to its own health, I would highly advise having a breathing kit as well as bandages and save to be able to put on her when she gets in, she will be needing it” Samuel turned and started to walk to the throne. He looked at Jeff “nice crown of the people Jeff, makes you a price of poor, did they make it for you out of macaroni to” he smiled as he sat down in the kings place as he taped the throne arm and a maid came over with a nice cup of some sort of hot tea or drink. “Thank you Debby, now can you please get dinner started there is bear I can smell” she nodded “yes my king.” And with that she hurried away and he smiled and took a drink of his beverage.
JeffLyvixDeLaRose: Jeff's eyes looked down at the sibling that had just come back into his life. How was he supposed to feel? Jeff looked at his hands, covered in bear blood from being trapped under the behemoth. His baby blues locked onto Samuel as he sat down in the throne, as a slow anger rose in him. "Prince of the poor?" Jeff blinked. "You can insult me all you wish, you begger king. You plot and plot behind your game of lies. I see right through you. I killed your wife just like Anaya did, at the war of the North and I killed the Wraith. I will kill you too if I get the chance. Yet here you remain. You think fucking my Mother will make me respect you like a king? Eat a bowl of dicks." Jeff then stood. Turning to the maid. "I hunted and killed the damn bears and so did my sister. We will prepare the damn meal." Debby nodded and spoke softly. "Yes my Prince." She then moved back to the kitchen and Jeff followed. "Follow me, Ana." Jeff's voice was shaking. He knew he wasn't powerful enough to face Samuel. He could still post a threat, but he couldn't match him. Not yet. Just another day. Jeff spotted the bear meat, finally being brought back from the skinning station, thrown into the pots and heated under the fire, in a deep broth. "First thing is first." He said slowly. "Get me some spices and more broth." Jeff looked to Debby, whom most nodded and ran off to go get what Jeff had asked for. Bitterman watched the whole ordeal go down between Jeff and Samuel and grunted. He too did not look at Samuel as a true king but he still held some respect for those above him. "Oh my..." His accent more heard in those two words than ever before, giving off a British twang. "Those two are going to come to blows one day." He looked down. "And one of them are going to die. I only wish I could stop them." He walked off, toward the thrones where Samuel was. "He can be a bit much, but he does his best to stay sane, despite all this house throws at your family." He looked into the "kings" eyes and spoke true. "Do you think you can lead this house to victory should it ever come to it? Because if not, sir, then be careful when you place yourself in a king's seat. I know you will keep Anaya safe. You always will. But as a king, you must do your all to keep the people safe." Bitterman stood by the thrones, at his post, in case anyone needed anything." Jeff's eyes locked onto the stew that was brewing, as Debby ran back with many different containers of herbs and spices, looking rather frazzled. "Is this enough?" "More than enough..."
Apocryphon: Wraythe let out a small yawn as he opened his eyes, unsure exactly what time of the day or next day it might be, though he scratched the back of his head, his hair somewhat unruly and falling into his face though he didn't seem to mind it at all, Wraythe was away from the castle grounds at the moment in a tree, he enjoyed the cold air of this place, it suited him more than most places given his frosty disposition. As Wraythe lowered himself down from the tree he hummed a light tune to himself, as time passed on he learned a few more tricks, allowing himself to use his body's movements to the fullest. His arms stretched upwards towards the sky before scratching the back of his head, the air around him cooling to the point where the moisture in the air started clinging to him in such a way it formed a protective barrier around his body, though not for protection, it acted more like a small metamorphosis, his posture moved low to the ground and he got onto all fours, around his fingers the ice was spiked like claws and before long he was off, leaping through the wilds like an animal, similar to how he would when he had lost his mind, though he got the hang of doing it on his own, he was quite quick on his feet while like this, easily weaving to and fro through the trees before the castle on the hill came into view, the townspeople getting a bit of a look as he barreled through the village on his way. Within minutes he was at the large doors of the castle and he stood up on his feet, pushing them open while walking through, the sheets of ice that covered his body slowly falling off and melting in the heat of the room while he brought his hands near his face and snapped off the makeshift claws with his teeth, the loud crunching noise announcing his arrival in a way, even though he had a room he could use in the castle he chose against it for the cold air outside. Looking about he cocked an eye and slid his hands into the pockets of his coat, not really saying anything, though slowly making his way around the great hall.
CorruptedDoll: Ana does her best to bite her tongue and hide the giggles that where building up in her as her brother spoke. She figured it would be best to not encourage the situation or make it worse. As her brother speaks down to her she raises her head up, her gray eyes showing how bad she wanted to burst out in a giggle fit but was still doing her best to retrain it. As he turns she quickly jumps up to her feet, nearly falling right back over onto her arse after she lands on her feet. After she regains her balance she moves to snatch her bow and arrows off the floor and slip them back onto her back before she glances over at Samuel, a smile spreading across her lips before a soft giggle leaves her lips, “Take care Mister, you should probably check on Mother, make sure she isn't getting herself to hurt. And don't worry about the bear, I'm sure the stew will be great so don't stress yourself there.” She moves to turn and skip after her brother before Samuel had a chance to respond to her, her braid starting to fall apart and spread out over her back. Her snow white pale hair standing out against her black leather of her top. As her brother gets the meat into the pot she moves to bounce up, a rather high bounce at that and slams down onto the counter flushing some because she didn't mean to land as hard as she did, sitting there. Her fingers coil around the edge of the counter, her feet swing back and forth as she watches him, she stays quiet, watching his movements, his face, trying to read him, wishing she could just read his mind to make it all the easier to know what to say. After a few moments her elven ears flicker causing the chains hanging from them to sparkle, dancing in the light of the kitchen, the sound of the crunch making its way to her ears, granted humans probable wouldn't have caught the sound. She turns her head glancing towards the kitchen door as she stops kicking her feet in the air, “Jeff.. I think someone’s here.. I just heard a weird crunch noise...” She looks up at her brother again before she glances at the stew in progress waiting to see what he planned to do or if he would just ignore her comment.
Anaya: Samuel looked to Jeff as all he did to Jeff’s stupid boyish comment was smile, he said nothing back as Jeff walked away “what Jeff killed was not my wife, it may have been her head body but the ONLY person who gets the honor of killing my true wife is and always will be Anaya, and that will be something I never forget.” he looked to butler as bright green eyes looked into his own “my job is to protect Anaya, even if she could rip me in half at a moment’s notice I am here for one reason, as I am the one thing Jeff’s powers can do very little to. His threats hold no grip with me. But I know when the time comes he will remember the day he sat upon my back and felt the air in his hair and laughed and told me he was my friend. But that was long ago now it seems” Samuel looked out to the kingdom room as he took another drink from his tea “the people will be something I will put much effort into, I assure you that, the one thing Anaya does right that her son gives her no credit for is keep her people safe, she has yet to kill a single one of them without good reason and she had done all she can to keep the losses here to a minimum, even if at times the loss was high and we felt the struggle of being low on supply’s or men she found ways to work around it, he forgets the good she has done for this place, she brought trolls when this place needed more fighters, she moved out to try to gain an alliance with firedor even if it turned out badly she started with the right intent, she took hundreds of people into her own home when this place was under attack and the town was turned toxic by order of the owl and terra up in the north was coming against us. And even Jeff she adopted him but him under her wing and even if she did so much bad it made him into the strong man he is today, he would be a weak child rocking in a corner if it had not been for her molding him. He is so much like her he holds no grip of it and if anyone was to tell him if he would view it as an insult when in truth it is a good thing to be alike to, she has her flaws but he has them to. He is resentful, ego filled, cocky and overall he is simply the human word for it, whiny and living in the past” Samuel put his cup down on the arm rest and clicked his claws along it “why fix one’s self on another’s flaws when you have so many of your own” Samuel was really having a conversation with the butler, he did not talk much other than to Anaya so when he did it was kinda a once in a blue moon kind of deal.