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Post by Tismri on Nov 7, 2012 22:35:43 GMT -5
Teza Mae glanced at Aradan as he mentioned being surprised about her father's assumption. Considering the scene he'd witnessed between them earlier, she saw that as the only assumption he could make. She returned her gaze to the woods as he began speaking about them.
"That doesn't sound silly at all," she told him. "I used to practically live out in the woods. I was always begging my father to take me out on hunting trips. We did that a lot when I was younger. When I was twelve, my mother's advisors began insisting I stop such wild, childish outings and behave like a proper princess." She leaned against the carved stone railing that lined the edges of the porch, placing her head in her hands. "I miss those days," she admitted.
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Post by Max452 on Nov 8, 2012 21:25:57 GMT -5
"Really?" Aradan's surprise was evident on his face as he learned of Teza Mae's similiar preference for the woods. Surprise changed to interest. "That's amazing. I never thought your parents would let you do that. I much prefer staying the woods all my life than being confined to the prison of stone and walls." Aradan confessed, his eyes sparkling from excitement of this news. He watched her as she appeared more forlorn. "Why does those days have to end, Teza Mae? There are plenty of wood and mountains here. Why don't we just go and make a hiking or hunting trip once a week? It'll brighten up my week, for sure!" He paused, "Um, but we might want to explain to your father that we're just friends, so he doesn't attack Veryan and I again." Aradan replied, seemingly thoughtful. "Then we can do things together without him thinking anything inappropriate would happen." He leaned against the railing, folding his arms across his chest as he faced Teza Mae.
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Post by Tismri on Nov 8, 2012 21:43:22 GMT -5
Teza Mae glanced over at Aradan as he expressed surprise at her mention of the woods.
"I guess my mother knows what it is like to be confined, and she didn't want me to suffer like she did. She gave me more freedom than most women in my family possess. I doubt she could have kept me in the city, anyway." She gazed into the woods at his mention of going out together once a week, a smile lighting her features.
"That would be wonderful," she told him. "I'd love to spend more time with you." She paused as he mentioned explaining to her father that they were just friends. "Right...we're just friends," she agreed, though there was a rather disappointed expression on her face. She stayed turned away from him, however, not wanting him to see her disappointment. This was the best she could hope for, she supposed. He would never see her as anything more than a friend and a foreign princess. Why bother hoping for something more, anyway? She was likely destined to marry some noble in Ismalia, and a number of years from now at that.
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