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Still that look of arrogance? “What are you KETS doing here? This place is off limits.“ Becci moved forward to step between her and Margise looking at Margise. “You OK? “Margise nodded but couldn’t hide the tears. Becci now moved to stare at Princess Carianne. “How dare you threaten, bully, intimidate and abuse my friend, one who has earned the love of my people, by Royal Invocation on equal status to you! As for your slur, if I EVER hear you call my friend, a Jogarth half breed again, I swear this will be nothing in comparison to what you will receive from me.
You disrespect HER and you offend my Royal house, but most of all you offend ME and whilst Haph Ket Princess Margise may NOT punish you, that is her choice. However. I choose otherwise.“ The other Kets fidgeted watching the gems glowing stronger?
Delise nudged Ameryst as Princess Carianne could hear increasing venom in Becci’s voice. “How dare you, speak to me in this manner. As a Royal Princess of the Tirkwan.“ Becci? Words at this moment in time, were not needed. Two rings of energy folded around Princess Carianne for her to scream. The ripple of pain, surged through her body. “YOU WILL apologise to the Haphket Princess Margise.“
Princess Carianne would not, she remained defiant, though at least she could not rant! The rings energy intensified. The wracking pain she was now feeling? Becci had applied enough not to physically cause her long term harm. But the pain? She finally begged for it to stop, gave in and on her knees in front of Margise, apologized.
Becci screeched at her “NOW get out. And if I see you anywhere near Princess Margise again, without HER invitation and I find out about it, you’ll get a second helping of what you’ve just been treated to at a higher level.“ She tore out of the chamber, shoving past Ameryst, cursing under her breath. Shaking? with rage?
Or fear? Ameryst and Delise delighted, at having witnessed her total humiliation. Becci moved to hold Margise the energy from her gems, dying back. “Don’t YOU EVER, take any nonsense from her! The jumped up Troll!“ Delise grinned as she moved over to the control unit pressed her hand against the screen a sentient appeared. It was soon cleaning the floor? Where Princess Carianne had been standing? “I didn’t think the floor needed cleaning!”
Margise had moved to watch the sentient finish it's task and vanish. Delise grinned. “Your troll peed herself! Left behind her calling card! A puddle!“ Ameryst fell about laughing as now Becci and Margise started smiling. “Nice one Becs, don’t think she’ll be coming near you or Margise again in a hurry. The first one, to stand up to her in a long time, if ever! Hey, you could be, the first!“
They were having a drink similar to our hot chocolate, when there was a knock at the door.Becci went to answer it. they were still giggling about earlier. Opening the door, she stepped back.
In stepped Prince Iophan! Margise stared, then realised she was wearing next to nothing. She squealed, as Prince Iophan turned away, pretending NOT to look. A smirk on his face? Becci grinning as Margise muttered “YOU could have warned me Becs.“ She dived into her room to return minutes later to see Prince Iophan sat with them talking? Ameryst had made him a drink. Delise and her, were sat opposite him. Sipping their drinks!
Their eyes transfixed, watching him? Iophan stood up, as Margise came into view, she asked him to sit. He was apologising. “Sorry I should maybe, have called first, but I reckoned you might have made some excuse.“ He looked at her then at the others, who were not moving, enjoying the whole scene? Becci stood up, insisting they join her in the adjacent chamber? Give them, some privacy? “C’mon we need to do those upgrades on Margise’s Tmail systems.
Delise and Ameryst stared at her as she waved her arms about, with them finally, getting the message, to follow her. Becci left them making it clear. “You’ll appreciate I have to leave the door ajar, Prince Iophan, whilst you are with the." She deliberately emphasized. 'The Haphket Princess' Margise. She joined the others. With them otherwise occupied, he leaned across to Margise, to softly whisper. “I can’t help the way I feel, what I sensed, when our eyes first met! Something really special that is difficult to put into words.
Thoughts I have, feelings that are not going to simply go away. I’ve told my mother.” She looked at him, for several minutes, sipping her drink, not saying anything as she put her cup down. “It won’t work! I spent all of last night going through things. Over and over in my head. Please stop this. “She turned her head away, as Becci stepped back into the room to tell him all about Princess Carianne. If she had expected him to react, to be upset. He was grinning. WHAT THE?!
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