Love on the Brink of War (Closed for Myself and DeaMSmith)

[xLadyMidnightx]

OOC: Lucie Marie D'Aquitaine
-What she is wearing-
Princess of France A young princess from a region of France known as Aquitaine. Lucie is a kind a loving princess who is often distraught due to the war her father has begun with the British Kingdom. She fears for the worst when the news of armies from Briton comes in. She is a very naive girl, who does not know much about life beyond the castle. She is always well dressed and well attended by her ladies in waiting. She is well versed in Latin, Danish, Swedish, English and a little bit of spanish. She serves as the peacekeeper of her kingdom, but was overruled by her father when he declared war on the brits.

19; long straight strawberry blonde hair that falls past her waist; slim petite swan like figure; creamy ivory skin; soft sea green eyes; 5'6";

IC: She could hear the sound of footsteps echoing through the outer halls. The constant chatter of the women around her passed through her ears in snippets. Mon Petit. Dauphine? Joli. or... Lucie disregarded the simple chatter and focused on the events outside her door. Her eyes remained on the large glass window, tracing over the beautiful gardens, the white horses and of course her father's soldiers. They were disembarking on a journey that was perilous. Or so she had hear. The footsteps continued to echo, telling her that General Fitzgerald was moving up and down the halls assuring that the castle was secure. He would leave the palace soon for some mission she didn't know about. Lucie eyed Vivienne as she combed her hair urging the lady in waiting to stop. Vivienne put down the comb and bowed as Lucie stood. Her blond hair cascaded around her shoulders like a veil and she moved swiftly, lithely across the room.

She found her way to the balcony and ordered the women to leave her be. She sat down near the rail of the balcony feeling the heat of the sun on her skin and the breeze against her hair. Lucie dropped her eyes towards the main grounds below. The men were assembled and the escort group was ready to set out. She crossed her arms over the rail and rested her head upon them. She followed the hurried conversation and the flurry of swords and guns. She had hoped to marry someone like Fitzgerald. A prince with great military experience, but she was sure her father had other plans.

"We will escort the brits into the palace, strip them of their weapons and allow them to negotiate." General Fitzgerald paced along the line of men.

His shoulders were set back and his head held high. He was confident, possibly overly confident. He mounted his horse and gave a final order.

"They are free men on these grounds, but if they over spend their stay, we will use necessary force to remove them."

Lucie winced at the thought of blood. So that's what this was about. They were going to bring a small troop of brits into the palace ground to talk with father. Lucie sat back into her chair wondering what they were like. She had only seen the British Ambassador and heard of Queen Anne. Now she had the chance to see many of them, soldiers in fact. How many more days till they arrived, would she be allowed to see them? Oh the many questions ran through her mind. Lucie took a deep breath and twirled her golden locks through her fingers. She was desperately excited to meet them, even if they were on the brink of war.

 

[DeaMSmith]

The kingdom of Atlantis was a city long forgotten as time pass someone was able to raise it from the deaths of the sea and was now the leader of the small island of the kingdom of Atlantis. As time passes a young boy became a Knight and then the was the king. then his wife gave birth and became the next in line. Then had become the right to be the British Ambassador. As he walked down the hall into the grand hall he was wearing a suit of armer. It was something not seen. It was light wight and easy to move in. it shine like the clean blue ocean of the Atlantic Ocean and all her might. his cap was long and red with the fire of her heart and his eyes Blue as pure as the sky. His hair as black as the depths of the sea. his skin was a bit tan but it was white.


He had a long sword on his hip and in his hand the know weapon of his people. It was giving the name "poseidon's trident". As a weapon, the trident was prized for its long reach and ability to trap other long-weapons between prongs to disarm their wielder. In Ancient Rome, in a parody of fishing, tridents were famously used by a type of gladiator called a retiarius or "net fighter". The retiarius was traditionally pitted against a secutor, and cast a net to wrap his adversary and then used the trident to kill him. But to day it was used for fighting and a show of power.



As he came to the room where both the king and his Princess he bowed a bit he did not get on his knees or any other way and stood tall as he looked at the king and said. *"" We the people of Atlantis are here on behalf of the Queen Victoria of the United Kingdom of the British people."" * he said as he now waited to here what the king had to say,.

 

[xLadyMidnightx]

Lucie Marie D'Aquitaine

It was a bright, but somehow foreboding day. The birds had stopped their singing and the air was filled with a chill that made even the most layered woman shiver. Lucie sat quietly as her ladies in waiting applied her makeup, powdering her face lightly and pulling her hair up as was the style then. Her face was blank, but if one looked closely they could see that she was thinking. Lucie was pondering the arrival of the Brits. General Fitzgerald had returned his voice booming through the halls. All the morning he was posted outside her door to assure that no one tried to harm her or kidnap her. Everyone in Paris had heard that the Palace at Versailles was on lock down. Therefore the citizens of France had taken up their own weapons and guarded their homes. The war fever had set in and the people were ready to defend their homes if the army failed.

Her ladies urged her to stand and Lucie obeyed allowing them to flock around her. They removed her nightgown as she stared out the window. She was used to being bare around the countless women who had come to dress her in the morning. Her eyes settled on the sunlight streaming in to meet her skin. The girls put on the layers of dress she would wear today. It was simple, not as big as the usual french dresses. Her mother, the Queen Adelaide, had requested that she wear a dress that signified her maiden status. It was also partly on the behalf that the Queen didn't want to be outdone by her daughter. Lucie cringed as they began to pull the strings of the corset. The last time they had pulled the strings for public showing, she had fainted because she couldn't breath. As the ladies finished, General Fitzgerald entered the room. His grey eyes were fixed on the ladies in waiting. He had always been bashful around the princess and therefore eye contact was always avoided. He bowed as she curtsied.

"Madamoiselle Dauphine, you are summoned by the King." He turned sideways and gestured for her to take the lead.

Lucie nodded as she exited the room. Her steps were lithe, soft and swift as she made her way down the hall. The nobles were gathering here and there in hopes to catch a glimpse of the sister country England. After all, London and Paris were very much alike. Lucie had a very soft look about her face, it was as if she were dreaming. She played with the empty space on her finger. A ring should have been there, she was after all past her marrying age. Were it not for her surviving parents, she would have been urged to marry. Both her parents agreed, she was far too prized to be married off to anyone. They had to find someone who could make their kingdom an empire. Lucie entered the room, the servants bowing and muttering their greeting as she passed. Her dainty footsteps halted at the foot of her father's throne and she curtsied as he nodded.

"Father, Mother." She said sweetly taking her seat beside her mother. She had to hold in the chuckle at her mother's overdone make up, eccentric wig and extensive dress.

There was a silence then after her greeting. The shuffling around the room ceased and she noted that General Fitzgerald's hand was laid upon a gun. Lucie listened and she could hear faint footsteps becoming louder as someone approached the grand doors. She opened her eyes to note the British Ambassador coming into the room. Her eyes traced the stranger in curiosity, stopping at the eyes which were very, very pretty. The gentleman introduced himself in the English dialect, though there was something about the accent that hinted he was from elsewhere as well. Lucie looked at her father who was only versed in English and French. His accent would have been much thicker and tainted with the haughtiness of aristocracy.

"On behalf of the Kingdom of France, I welcome you." He waved over the bookkeeper Alexandre. Alexandre was responsible for keeping all official records. "Tell me Ambassador..." The King paused realizing he wasn't given a name, but without seeming lost he picked up the conversation. "What is it that brings you here?"

Lucie folded her hands in her lap. She was not much for politics and she wondered where the rest of the British detail was. After all, Fitzgerald did send an entire brigade of French Soldiers to escort the Ambassador and his "friends."

 

[DeaMSmith]

I am Dea M Lunar the 2nd and the next in line of my father the king of Atlantis . we are here by orders of the queen to tell you. If you do not stop you ways of war we the knights of Atlantis will remove you from power. * Dea said as he slammed the bottom part of his trident down and looked at the king right in his eyes.* Your Knights walk over the weak and have rape many females as they make there path for war..* He said as he look at him.


We will be here for the next few days to over see all moves and plans you will make or not. now I will tell you the names of the five men behind me. the one on the left in red is Sir Lee fang from China. The one next to him is Sir Paul the 3rd from the States of America form the Province of New Jersey one of the Middle Colonies of the British. the one to my left is AKIRA HARU from japan. and behind him is lady Lain of the holy land of rome point by the pope him self..


*he said as he look back to the king and smiled.* With that we will take leave to an Inn and come back later to see what you are doing.* He said as he picked up his trident and left as the other follow.* as they come to the inn the had a room set up for them as to all started to talk about there plans.

 

[xLadyMidnightx]

Lucie Marie D'Aquitaine

Lucie was very much troubled by the visit of the Ambassador. Her father was angered and there was no chance France would back down from the war. General Fitzgerald was shaken, but nevertheless took up any order her father had given him. Lucie felt deeply sorry that any of this had to happen. She was troubled that her life would be affected by the quick footsteps and angry marches. With quick determination she made her way back to her room. Her frantic hands searched for a cloak as the ladies in waiting begged her to stay. Lucie shook her head and took up the cloak concealing her appearance. With ease she slipped past the guards and entered a carriage. She gave the address of the Inn and waited until she was sure they were there.

Lucie stepped out from the Carriage. It all made no sense. France had supported America in their Revolution. It had paid for their liberties and in turn faced deficit. The Holy Roman Empire was in alliance with France once and was allied with the heretic England. The English had renounced their Catholicism with Henry VIII and continued on with Elizabeth. Lucie shook her head as she removed the cloak hood. Never mind the contradictions, she had to fix this. She had to push past her father's arrogance and fix this. The Dauphine entered the inn and spoke with the keeper. Her french tongue was soft, but quick and clearly touched by the poitier region.

She made her way to the room and with a gentle hand knocked on the door. When there was no answer she spoke so that her voice carried to the other side. "You are wrong Monsieur Ambassador." Lucie said her eyes settled on the grain of the wood of the door. "The soldiers from our Country are not vile. General Fitzgerald is a good friend of mine. He is a sweet man, who could never do harm to a woman. Monsieur Aberdeen is Scottish, he is of English Kin and yet he serves our country with joy. I myself can reside over the region of Aquitaine, but I choose to serve with my father, because I love my people. I learned your language, because I am kind and open to the possibilities of peace." Her eyes lowered in humility. Lucie sighed.

"I beg you, do not use force to oppose force. It will only hurt the people and the innocent. My father may be an arrogant man, but threatened he is defensive. He will protect what is his and I fear that is not the right thing to do. Let me persuade him otherwise, but do not, I pray do not accuse my people for what they are not." Lucie could feel her cheeks redden and her heart quicken. She was highly upset, but she knew that she must hold herself together for the sake of her people.

 

[DeaMSmith]

Dea open the door and smiled as he took her hand.* You are right war is not all fun and games but what we saw was something words can not be used for my lady. * He said with a kiss to her hand and a smile.* Maybe you can become my queen and make this land a peaceful one. * He said with a smile and a peaceful look in his eyes. as he walk over to his bed and left the door open. and waved her in and he purred some water in a cup as the others did what they wanted to do.*




As he sat down and smiled.* Then come back with us to Atlantis and see for your self on whats going on My lady.* He said as he offed her a glass of water. and took a seat over and placed it next to his as he smiled and had his hand out.* Do sit and rest before you go.

 

[xLadyMidnightx]

Lucie gasped slightly frightened by the unexpected movement of the door. Her eyes settled on the Ambassador who she had noted earlier with a peculiar interest. He was a handsome man, beautiful eyes and clearly of good status. She lingered hesitantly as he took her hand, but she disregarded the childish wariness. Lucie watched him carefully remembering that she was here unguarded, unarmed. He could take her and implement a ransom on the kingdom and she knew that her father would lose his mind if that happened. Lucie shivered at the touch of his lips to her skin, listening to his proposal. She furrowed her brow for but a second slightly taken aback. She had never thought of marrying a foreigner, let alone one of another country. Her father would never oblige, he hadn't obliged to Fitzgerald, why would he oblige here.

Lucie walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. There was something her father couldn't control and that was Aquitaine. It was her own province and a separate kingdom from that of France. She could return and be Queen of her land. She could make her own decisions, but at the same time face war against her father. Her eyes lingered on her folded hands in her lap.

"If I agree to go to Atlantis, will you offer an alliance with my country of Aquitaine?" She looked up with a rather fearful look. "I can't leave my people unprotected. I have to know that I have England's support against my father. France is not a country to be toyed with."

She took his hand momentarily. "I'll go if that alliance is solid. I must return to my estate and get some things before we leave as well."

For the first time in her life, Lucie felt empowered. She had always felt insignificant against her father's iron fist, but now she was going to do things her way. She was Duchess of Aquitaine and Queen to the people of Poitiers. Her father was not going to take that away from her. He wasn't going to damage her people with the prospects of war. He wasn't going to destroy them, not while she still had breath in her body.

 

[DeaMSmith]

Dea stood there as he watch her go and was not sure on what happen but that night we waited for her at the south gate and it was a long wait. Dea wonder why he was taking her. But this was the key to put an end to the wars and the fighting as he sighed and looked down the road as he waited. It was something he was not sure about as he thinks back as what she was thinking and saying. As she told him about her going with them as he yawn and waited a bit more before going.



It was going to take about a weeks time before heading back home maybe more if they don’t get stopped or into fights as he got up and started to get ready and go as he looked back and saw someone coming.