Post by Marabelle De'Vera Lightshield on May 30, 2013 0:59:48 GMT -5
May 18, 23 CLE
Within the long, towering halls the sole figure of Belle would wander quietly along. Her destination aimed for the kitchens, intent on trying to integrate herself a little more into the everyday unlives of the Shadow Isles residents. She thought on how the talks might go, and if they would actually work or not. She hoped of course they would, but part of her expected it all to fail.
Still, at least she could see her husband even if briefly. And a break off the Isles would benefit Belle tremendously.
As she made her way along, she pulled the cloak around her form carefully letting the stagnant air of the castle flutter slightly with her passage.
Post by The Widowmaker on May 30, 2013 1:20:53 GMT -5
A strange sound had began to reverberate throughout the hall, it seemed to come from the very shadows themselves as the began to move unnaturally about Marabelle as she walked down the hall. The strange sound would slowly grow clearer until it sounded as though someone was humming an ominous tune, a pair of molten yellow glowing eyes appeared a few feet away from Belle. The blue skinned form of Evelynn melted from from the shadows, a playful grin on her lips causing her fangs to glint in the dull light,
"Hmmm~" she chuckled, her eyes studied Marabelle from head to toe, "So you're the King's new favorite toy?"
Last Edit: May 30, 2013 1:21:14 GMT -5 by The Widowmaker
Post by Marabelle De'Vera Lightshield on May 30, 2013 1:24:50 GMT -5
Belle's pace slowed at the strange shadow play. She had grown accustomed with what was a constant in the castle, but this - this was most certainly something unusual. As she stopped, she'd turn at the strange sound filling the hall. The ominous laughter that would soon draw her eyes to the eerie eyes of the elusive Widowmaker.
Belle took an uncomfortable step back as Evelynn would appear from the shadow, melting into existence like a cheshire cat. Reluctantly keeping her distance from the creature. She would say nothing, straightening when she was called the King's new 'toy'.
Post by The Widowmaker on May 30, 2013 1:33:35 GMT -5
Evelynn would take a step towards Belle as she moved back, for the briefest of moments it would feel as though Marabelle had gone completely deaf, not a single sound could be heard. That is until Evelynn spoke once more, her eyes still slowly studied every inch of the Demacian prisoner, "They say you're Jarvan's wife... But you're the King's play thing too..." Evelynn pouts, "I wonder if the King would mind if I played with you too... Sharing is caring after all..."
Post by Marabelle De'Vera Lightshield on May 30, 2013 1:39:18 GMT -5
Belle looked confused, and quickly shook her head in response, "I am the Prince's wife. But I am not a 'plaything' as you say." She folded her hands against her lap, stepping back when Eve would step forward until she found the wall at her back. An uncomfortable look struck her gentle features quickly, trying to maintain her composure despite the rush of shiver that raced down her spine. Everything about Eve set her on edge. "Please, I have things to tend to." She pushed from the wall delicately, and would turn to start for the kitchens once again.
Post by The Widowmaker on May 30, 2013 1:58:52 GMT -5
In the blink of an eye Evelynn was standing directly in front of Marabelle blocking her way to the kitchen, Evelynn raises a finger and gently traces a nail down Belle's cheek, she leans forwards, her burning yellow eyes locked on Belle's, "That's not what Prince Jarvan said when I.. Bumped... into him at a bar..." Evelynn smiles almost disarmingly, "He said you were a very interesting thing to play with."
Post by Marabelle De'Vera Lightshield on May 30, 2013 2:02:22 GMT -5
Belle jumped with a startled cry as Eve appeared in front of her, looking all the more confused by her presence. She was about to say something, and would try to step around her until she heard Eve's words. Looking unsure, she took a step back again. A questioning look lingering on her features, "What? I-I don't understand what you mean."
Belle was growing increasingly uncomfortable with the situation. She could feel her heart racing a bit, fearful that something had happened to Jarvan.
Post by The Widowmaker on May 30, 2013 2:08:37 GMT -5
Evelynn paused and rolled her eyes when Belle backed away once more, "Why a man like Jarvan feel for you I will never know, you seem so... Timid compared to him..." She chuckled once more and shrugged nonchalantly, "Well Jarvan and I met in a pub... I helped him drown his sorrows... He helped me." She paused for emphasis, "relieve some stress." She grinned again, clearly implying something happened between them.
Post by Marabelle De'Vera Lightshield on May 30, 2013 2:13:39 GMT -5
"Wh-what?" She asked hesitantly, pinching her eyebrows together as she tugged the cloak in more tightly around her form, "Nonesense." She said a bit more firmly, "There is no need to speak ill of my husband. He would not.. he.." Looking confused again, she glanced away briefly, "He wouldn't.." It had to be lies. She couldn't believe anything would happen with another woman. Those days were over! He promised they were. Was she perhaps misunderstanding?
"I-I must be misunderstanding. He must have given you tea, and listened to your worries. He is a good man. A good Prince." Yes, that's it. It must have been something innocent that is being turned into something else. Belle was sure of this.
Post by The Widowmaker on May 30, 2013 2:45:39 GMT -5
Evelynn smirked and waggled a finger, "Who's speaking ill? I'm not saying anything bad about Jarvan in the slightest." She stated with a wink, her nail coming up to tap her bottom lip in feigned thought, "In fact, I'd day he was great company..." Evelynn spins on her heel to walk off further down the corridor, before she looked over her shoulder, "His room was filthy when we were done."
Post by Marabelle De'Vera Lightshield on May 30, 2013 2:48:58 GMT -5
It was confirmed. Her cheeks noticeably paled at Eve's words, feeling sick to her stomach at the thought. She felt the warmth of anger rise up in her as she watched Eve start off down the long corridor, "Th-That's a lie!" She demanded, taking a step forward like she might retaliate. Her eyebrows pinched together quickly with confusion as tears started to pool in her eyes.
"He wouldn't.. He wouldn't do something like this. He- he promised me.." She could feel a gurgling in her stomach like she might lose the contents within it. "My husband.. is.. faithful.."
Post by The Widowmaker on May 30, 2013 2:57:39 GMT -5
Evelynn shook her head, "What reason do I have to lie to you princess?" Evelynn paused and raised an eyebrow, "What do you care? You have the Ruined King wrapped around your finger now anyway." Evelynn shrugged and continued on her way with a smirk, enjoyment at seeing the girl so distraught making it nearly impossible not to laugh at her situation. The quiet odd hum sounding from the darkness once more as Evelynn looked to be swallowed whole by the growing shadows.
Last Edit: May 30, 2013 2:58:38 GMT -5 by The Widowmaker
Post by Marabelle De'Vera Lightshield on May 30, 2013 3:03:33 GMT -5
Belle stood there in silence for a long moment, before she scowled at the darkness, "Liar!" She called out. But was she lying? The idea that Jarvan would cheat on her was.. gut wrenching. She could feel her stomach tightening as her hand lifted to her lips, looking sickened and in tremendous pain, "..she... has to be lying.." She said, struggling to walk straight as she started away from the kitchen.
"It's all a lie.... it's.. all a horrible... mistake.."
What about the dream she had recently had? He showed so much love.. But.. was it real? If this were true, then.. it couldn't have been. Doubt plagued her relentlessly as she made her way along the hall looking increasingly ill. Her heart torn to pieces..
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