forum One on One rp// CLOSED // I have an idea but ideas are welcomed!

Started September 29, 2018 by Deleted user

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Isaac waited in the castle for the scroll back from the other kingdom. If they agreed, he would launch his first attack that evening. If they declined, he would launch his first attack that evening.

(XD)

XD))

Willow' s father wrote out a quick scroll and sent it on its way. She could only guess he was agreeing, the confident smile on his face said it all. Willow having one of her constant mood changes and turned around, walking to one of the toward despite her Father's angry shouts for her to stay by him.
Fuck that. She chuckled, climbing the towers steps.

Isaac saw the messenger run to the gates, he was quickly rushed in and soon enough Isaac could hear footsteps running up the stairs. "Show me what he said." Isaac said once he was in sight.

Reaching the top of the tower, Willow climbed onto the very top of it and sat down, letting her legs dangle down over the side. Bringing her hood back up she looked out at the tree line, and the walls of the opposing kingdom barely even visible in the distance.

"Your majesty." He bowed quickly then frantically read off the scroll. "'The king accepts Prince Isaac II's declaration of war.' That's all it says, your princedom, sir." Isaac nodded slowly. In his mind, he could already see the knights storming the castle. "Give the general my command to attack."

Willow watched her kingdoms patrol guard move away towards the border, and she knew there were armies from where she couldn't see already preparing by the generals command.
"Dear, I'm glad to be an only child." She closed her eyes, softly starting to sing as she brought her legs up.

Isaac watched as the guard opened the gates and the army came rushing out. If it's war they want, it's war they'll get.

Looking up at the sky, Willow continued her soft hum. She heard shouts from below but ignored them.
Atleast I'm not queen and having to deal with this as much as my Mother and Father. I wish they would let me do more.

His heart raced. Now his father would be in charge of all the goings on.

Willow looked back down.
The ocean connects the two borders, a mile wide span on each. She thought of a story she was told as a kid. Willow started to climb down the tower.
The ocean is a kingdom in itself, it's waves bordering us away from its depths.

Isaac put his head back, trying to relax and think about something other than war. His heart pounded and his mind returned to the waves. He could hear them crashing against the shore in the distance. If only he was like the waves, not controlled, never bothered, coming and going as they please. But life was so much more complicated than the tides.

To this day the ocean lives in bliss.
Willow left her home, sneaking past the walls like she had always done.
And soon, our home land will live in bliss. Shaking her head she laughed, following the path to the ocean.
"Very unlikely story, Nana." She spoke to herself, not bothering to finish it as she stumbled upon the sandy shores. "Let me enjoy my last moment of peace here."

Isaac sighed and almost fell asleep had it not been for the sounds of yells in the distance.

Listening to the waves, Willow blocked out any and all background noise. She kicked her shoes off, stepping ankle deep into the water, not at all caring as the hem of her gown started to soak in the salt water.

The sounds of war echoed through the valley and Isaac tried to listen but also wanted to tune them out.

Hmm. Willow looked back to her kingdom, then towards the border. She started walking. I'm such an idiot.

Isaac eventually stood and walked down the stairs to the gates to get a breath of fresh air. He breathed in deeply and then let out a sigh. War, so complicated and horrible, and yet in his mind it was so necessary.

Willow kept to the shadows, making sure her cloak concealed her. She would rather be caught across the border again rather than return home to be locked up in her bedroom like a prison cell. "For her own good."

Hello? XD))

(Sorry I was gone school is literally the most stressful thing ever.)

Isaac fell asleep in his throne but awoke soon after. Something felt… wrong.

(Lmao it's okay, I understand completely. I've been sick lately @~@)

Reaching the walls, Willow smiled wide. An entire unguarded side facing the ocean in the long distance. Looking down at her cloak symbol, she folded the fabrics over top of the bright colors. Moving her braid to rest inside the hood of her cloak, she ran her hand along the wall, walking along the stone.
Every kingdom has routes along dark coves, where is the one here…

Isaac went on with his morning but the uneasy feeling did not go away.

Finding a loose brick, Willow pushed it a bit, watching as a small door opened up. Keeping her crest hidden, she snuck inside the walls, smiling to herself as she made into the streets. She slowly made her way in one direction though.

Isaac looked out on the ocean and thought he spotted someone. Just as quickly as he saw them, they were gone.

Willow looked at her feet, shuffling around other citizens. A small buzz of anxiety swept through the air, the citizens voiced clearly carrying a light burden of it. "Hmp. Sounds like people I know." She muttered, wanding slightly closer to the castle gates.

Isaac popped on a breastplate and sheathed his sword, just in case. He then rushed down the stairs and motioned for the guards to open the gate.

Finding an empty basket a lady had probably dropped, Willow grabbed it and sat on a bench barely down the paved cobble leading up to the gate. A few stalls were near her, the only think making her stand out was the fact that her hood was up. It was funny how the kingdoms were so similar in structure. She tilted the basket back towards her, making it seem like she was checking market bought items.

Isaac looked around just outside the gate, his eyes darting around frantically for anyone out of place. He grunted when he couldn't find anything.

Willow looked towards the gate, smiling to herself.
Just a little talk is all… She thought to herself, slowly standing from the bench.