Paying the price...

[Tismri]

OOC: lol, tell me that's not all your're gonna say. lol

[caleb]

"No, your not going. Give me the counter spell, then I'll be able to get in." Caleb said.

[Tismri]

Marola stubbornly put her hands on her hips.
"Yes, I am. I'm the only one who would know what all I want. And I can give a good excuse to the servants if they happen to walk in. If they see some random guy in my room messing with my stuff, you can bet they'll be talking all about it." She grinned. "You can't talk me out of this, you know. So we might as well go ahead and get going instead of wasting time arguing about it."

[caleb]

"If we must" Caleb said.

[Tismri]

"We do," she replied.
OOC: so there. lol

[caleb]

"Balvir, let's get a move on it." he said, calling his dragon. Balvir landed and Caleb climbed on. "You comin?" he asked.

[Tismri]

Marola called to Rauthr, who was by her side in an instant.
We're going to Uru'baen to get some stuff I want. I've decided to become neutral. Rauthr was surprised by her aburpt decision, but actually found that he agreed with it. They took off and flew to Uru'baen.

[caleb]

"What does Rauthr think of your decesion my love?" Caleb asked, glancing back.

[Tismri]

"He agrees with it," she told him, giving him a smile. They flew in silence until they reached Uru'baen.
When they landed outside, Marola dismounted from Rauthr and led Caleb to her room, making sure he wouldn't be seen.

[caleb]

Caleb followed Marola into her room. "Hurry up love, please." he said, feeling restless.

[Tismri]

Marola reached her room and unlocked it, taking off the wards. Then she shoved Caleb inside and closed the door. She didn't notice, though, that it did not shut all the way as she bustled about looking for everything she wanted.

[Max452]

Giggling, the young noble woman existed one of the rooms that Tyr and taken her in. "Father will be so angry to find me here...I'll have to get back."
Tyr frowned, annoyed that the woman hadn't given in. "If you must." He rolled his eyes, annoyed with her giggles. He tried everything, but she wouldn't budge, afraid that her father would walk in on them. Groaning, Tyr reluctantly let go of his advances, and then she started talking and that wouldn't do, so he zoned her out and nodded when he needed to.
Now, he was thankful that she realized what time it was.

"Aren't you going to escort me?"She asked, confused when Tyr stopped and leaned on the doorway.
"Not really. I have other things that I must attend to."
"Oh...well...won't you visit our castle?"
"Eh..the King has me quite on a tight leash..."
"Oh...okay."
"You can find your way back, can't you?"
"Um...yes, I believe so."
"Good. Good day." He told her and turned around in the opposite direction.
Flustered and confused the young woman left angrily.

Sighing in relief, Tyr walked around the Riders' chambers, amused on the idea that such simpleton people would get such extravagant beddings just because they bonded with large lizards.

Upon turning the corner, he spotted one of the rooms' doors were slightly left ajar. He looked closer, recognizing it to be Marola's room. "Hmm, its been awhile since I've been invited in." He smirked and walked over. As he drew closer he swore he could hear someone inside, but it sounded more like a rustle. Opening the door wider, Tyr peered in and saw that Marola was packing rather urgently.
"Going somewhere?" Tyr leaned against the door frame and then alertness grew on his face as he spotted Caleb in her room as well. He couldn't help but laugh. "Well, it looks like I'm not the only man to be invited in here, Marola." A smirk slapped on his face.

OOC: So I implied why Marola hates Tyr. But didn't say what happened between them, I thought it best and wise to leave it up to you Jeriah.

[Tismri]

Marola froze when she heard Tyr's voice. She was facing away from him at the time and gave the wall a pained grimace.
"Tyr," she said, making every effort to keep her voice calm, "have you just decided to forgo knocking altogether, or was this a special occasion?" She turned to face him and immediately regretted it. His dark hazel eyes captured her attention and made her forget everything else for a moment.
"Did you really think you were the only man I let in? If you can't tell, I've been trying to get over you. As to if I'm going somewhere," her blue-green eyes flashed as she felt her anger rising, "that's really none of your business."
She couldn't help but observe Tyr's face, his attractive features, and especially his eyes. If there was any human man who could be called beautiful, it was Tyr. Marola hated how he used her just to get what he wanted. How he flirted and used his natural charms to sway her heart.
She glared at Tyr, all her hatred and adoration for the man coming together in one magnificent gaze.

[Max452]

Tyr began to play with a plaster on the wall. "Your door was open, hence the forgo." He took his eyes off the plaster briefly. "I'm flattered that I still have some hold over you. I wonder," He glanced at Caleb, "does he know?" He smirked.

Finished with playing with the plaster, Tyr got up from his leaning and strolled inside the room. This time, he got a better look at the man. "Interesting. Does the King know that your fraternizing with the enemy? I wonder what your dear departed father would think?" He clicked his tongue, his footsteps lithe on the floor. "Hmm, I'm not sure how that would effect anything, then again, by the looks of what's going on, I'm sure it will. Tell me, Marola, dear, how's your oath to avenge your father coming along these days?"

[Tismri]

Marola felt such anger rise in her as Tyr talked. She walked directly up to Tyr and gave him a hard slap, the sound perfectly clear in the quiet room.
"You are never to mention my father, ever!" she yelled at him, yet his words took root. What would her father say? She couldn't bear to disappoint him. She loved her father more than anyone in the world, even after he died. She fought back tears as she stared at Tyr.
"You've just given me one more good reason to hate you," she said. She turned away, gave Caleb a glance, then faced the back wall, trying to bury all the emotions rising within her.