My PrinceTitle: My Prince
Game: Dragon Age
Disclaimer: I do not own this world or the characters.
In the late evening, deep in the walls of Denirum's palace, King Alistair sat, brushing a frustrated hand through his short blonde hair, then pulling it down his face, past his sky blue eyes to the prickling hairs on his chin. "It's days like this that I really don't want to be king," he mumbled to himself like a child pouting.
"Your Majesty, are you sure you should say that?" said his evening guard, Peter from Redcliff.
Alistair glanced over at Peter with a grimace. "You have perfect hearing, as always."
"I have to, ser," Peter proclaimed proudly, and looked like he was about to continue when Alistair interrupted.
"I know. 'I need good hearing to sense if anyone has come to assassinate you.'," Alistair repeated as if he had heard it multiple times. He sighed heavily. "Why don't you go get me some wine or something. If I'm going to go out of m
Violent Awakenings Ch. 2The pounding on the door brought Aowyn out of a sound sleep. Muttering a curse she slipped from the bed and pulled a robe over her nude figure, tying the sash tight. Padding over to the door in bare feet, she opened it to stare at the seneschal on the other side.Violent Awakenings Ch. 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Beg your pardon, Commander, but I need to know what your wishes are concerning the Howe in the dungeon."
Aowyn sighed and dragged her fingers through her curls, her eyes momentarily closing.
"Get him and the hall ready for another Joining. I'll be down shortly," she replied, shutting the door in the man's face. Sighing, she tossed off her robe, mentally thanking the Maker that a steaming tub of water had been brought into her room a few hours prior, allowing her to bathe before going to sleep. Going through the motions of getting dressed, she took a few moments to make sure her silver toned volcanic aurum boots and knee guards were affixed properly around her heavy black
HarderKiss meHarder3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rid me of every scar
Suck the night-old whiskey away from all my black and blue
Touch me until I don't feel worthless
All these broken ribs
The fluttering lids of both black eyes
Pray away every awful thing I've done
And lick the salt away from broken skin
The exit wounds of bullets
The little lines of knife bites
Just love me until I'm mad
And kiss me until I'm whole again
Just A Stranger By the SeaI'm already so far goneJust A Stranger By the Sea3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So don't let go
Because if you don't have a hold on me
I will hit that lowest of lows
You step first
Because I can't lead
My heart's ready to burst
And I can hardly see
I was on the edge
Fully prepared to jump
A gust of wind could've been my downfall
I could've been ended with the slightest bump
My wrists, slashed and bloodied and torn
Is what you got a firm hold on
My spirit lost and broken and forlorn
Is what you vowed to never give up on
On that bridge I would have died
Just a stranger by the sea
Not aware of all you've done
You took my hand and saved me