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Post by John Pride/Arno Dorian/Scar on Nov 24, 2015 0:47:15 GMT -5
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Prince Arno had his typical morning routine. Get up, bathe, brush his teeth, eat breakfast, and get ready for the day ahead of him. Except today was different in a way, it was the day he was born, he was now the age of ten. But as far as he knew, the day was to go as normal. Starting with his harpsichord lessons. Which bored him straight to death, he always thought the pieces his instructor picked out for him were just so dull. So to show him, he decided to write his own piece of music, or at least copy from a master, and hoped that because it was his birthday that he would be allowed to play it. Taking a deep breath and opening the doors he held the pages at his side.
"Ahh Master Arno! How wonderful to see you out and about, are you ready to begin?" the instructor asked. Before seeing the pages to the young boys side he would clear his throat and motion for the pages, wondering what the young boy had. He scanned the pages with at the beginning a deadpan face. Looking to Arno with the same quizzical face. "Did you write this?" he'd ask. Arno nodded, and the instructor although he saw right through Arno's lie decided to play along simply because it was his birthday. "Alright, looks like it's made for 4 hands, shall we?" he'd motion for the Prince to sit down.
The two began to play and Arno showed extreme dedication to the Harpsichord, for once as his hands danced across the keys he felt the sense of fun. He loved music, he just hated the music this instructor had picked out. Finally ending the song the instructor just smiled, and got critical. Exposing that he knew that Arno had copied the sheet from another person and claimed it as his own. Receiving a groan from the child, who immediately began to play his typical lessons.
He hoped that someone would come save him from the hell of boring music....
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Post by Lyssa Highman/Aphrodite on Nov 24, 2015 8:44:08 GMT -5
face claim while human Dity walked into the room her son was practicing , laughing clapping happily . Leandros had the talent for music . if they had been in another no doubt her son would have been playing concert halls. bravo my little prince but I think that's enough for today. Come pumpkin mommy has something to show dearest. today was Leandros birthday with Leon other children were off to Arendelle . Leon wanted to marry her baby to the little princess there . she was not pleased he could have anyone he deserved a better blood line then someone cursed with ice magic. Pushing those thoughts of anger away. No today Leandros would go to her Temple and to Ares as well. Leandros knew so little about his people that Aphrodite decided to her son the vast knowledge of his true heritage. Smiling at her sweet boy so full of life those blode ringlets chubby cheeks . moving closer to her holding her hand out to her son.
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Post by John Pride/Arno Dorian/Scar on Nov 24, 2015 11:56:03 GMT -5
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Hearing the clapping, the young boys eyes lit up. His mother had once again come in at an opportune time. "Mother!" he exclaimed excitedly before rushing over to give her a tight hug. "I've been practicing just like you asked, did it sound okay?" he asked before looking up to her with a gleam in his eyes. He adored his mother, she was always there for him. Even when his father had gone off to do diplomatic work to other areas. The young boy looked up at her excitedly when she told him that she had something to show him and he reached up for her hand grabbing it. And once more, he was the curious child that he always was.
"Where are we going? Will Father be there?" he asked. Somehow knowing the answer would be 'no' and he prepared himself for that. His self-esteem dropped as soon as he looked down. He was beginning to think that his father didn't love him at all. "Of course he won't be, he never is...." he'd say in a defeated voice. Some of the Royal Servants began to pace around looking for something to comfort the young Prince. Arno's eyes welled up with tears and finally they came down when he thought of how his father wouldn't be there once more for another year.
"He loves Anton and Asteria more doesn't he? Anton's the first born and Asteria is his only daughter....." he'd start to think a little negatively. But once again, he was unaware of the surprise that would soon turn his tears into joy and laughter. He looked up to his mother with pained eyes, the child hoped that her words would once again comfort him. Because at least with her he felt safe and warm.
And believe it or not, loved.
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Post by Lyssa Highman/Aphrodite on Nov 27, 2015 9:45:24 GMT -5
Signing hearing Leandros with such a defeated tone. Though Leon loved his children all of them very deeply he had a way of making them feel uncared for. Ruffling his blonde curls taking after his father in that aspect in stead of the ebony locks like hers. Leandros kings do not whine he was a good boy but the child was sensitive. your father loves you all equally no more of this loving them more. You are of his blood . the king will always love you always and forever.
She didn't want to tell the big secret yet that Leon was making arrangements for Leandros and Elsa. There was something about the Nordic princess that the goddess couldn't put her finger on . something was off incredibly off about little Elsa. Ushering the boy to the carriage we are to see some of my people remember how you wondered where I come from well today we shall visit a Temple. This is where the people pray to the gods so that their questions and beliefs will be answered. We shall give tidings to Dionysus, Ares and Aphrodite. So you will have a joyous life, be victorious on the battlefield and lucky in love.
Smiling as a usher helped the queen in the carriage buggie . sitting down gracefully looking out the window it was only fair that Leandros knew of his heritage on both sides soon one day but not now. No now he would lead his family members names and create a relationship if he desired.
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Post by John Pride/Arno Dorian/Scar on Nov 28, 2015 0:37:05 GMT -5
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His interest peaked and his sniffling stopped as soon as he heard they would be visiting temples in her homeland to the North. Which really got him interested, he was going to be learning about another Religion besides the Pridelandian Order of the Holy Spire. A monotheistic religion that worshiped someone like a King in the sky. As he was ushered to the carriage he'd sit down and listened to his mother explain what they'd be doing, visiting the temples of three Gods. Finally as the carriage started moving, he anticipated a long ride. And leaned his head against his mother before falling asleep.
It was going to be a long ride before they arrived.....
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Post by Lyssa Highman/Aphrodite on Nov 29, 2015 10:02:32 GMT -5
As soon as Leandros entered the carriage Dity whispered a soft spell of slumber for her baby Phasmatos Somnusquiet yawn and the child was out. Brushing back blonde curls from his forehead transporting them from the pride land to the lands of her people. Matter of minutes they would first go to Ares temple conjuring up three bags each filled with items the gods would love for tidings.
Ares, a fine blade crafted by the smithy of Leon's best metal , Dionysus the finest wine from Myst Haven and for Aphrodite pink rose from middle Myst. Leandros wake my little lamb we are here . it's time my precious one. Dity spoke sweetly gathering her child in her arms giving him tender kisses to his forehead.
The carriage halted at the first temples stairs.Sitting in the buggy comfortable in embrace of her child , she trusted Dionysus and Ares they would never cause harm to her and her baby . once they saw Leandros they would fall in admiration for him as well. Rocking tthe child gently a wake my son or you will miss all the fun
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Post by John Pride/Arno Dorian/Scar on Nov 30, 2015 1:20:58 GMT -5
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Eyes fluttering open the young prince would gasp as soon as he saw the architecture of his mothers land. It was very Hellenistic and it brought a sense of wonder to the young boy. Looking back to his mother that gleam in his eye said everything from "This is the best birthday ever" to "Mother can we stay here for a week?" he had that look of a kid in Disney World for the first time and he began to bounce. Excitement went over his mind.
Looking down at the offerings, the blade for Ares as he gently looked to it he felt the pull of a strong warrior. Looking to the wine he'd get a sense of health and entertainment. But then he looked at the rose, he remembered seeing these in the garden and he frowned. He was beginning to think that his mother would never part with them because they always graced the palace and the Kingdom in springtime.
"Isn't that one of yours mother? Is this what we're going to be giving to the Goddess of Love?" he'd ask, remembering his face being buried in a book of Mythology by his tutor. The young boy didn't understand that a flower was a romantic gesture. So he looked to his mother. "Why can't we give her a hug? That says I love you right?" so full of questions as he was. He had no idea of who his mother truly was and she was making a big ruse. Clever at that. She didn't want to scare the poor boy.
"How do I know that they will like these tidings?"
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Post by Lyssa Highman/Aphrodite on Dec 2, 2015 15:40:53 GMT -5
Laughing sweetly at her sons adorableness. Caressing his plump cheek if only they could but it would far dangerous for him , for her. As the carriage rolled to a stop Queen Caroline picked her son up carefully holding him as they exited the buggie. Commanding the valet to gather the tidings, if Leon knew of this he was extremely upset not pleased with multiple god based religion. Humming Leandros a soft lullaby I love you too much ...love above love and its are's ....love you to much . kissing his mop of blonde curls .
Dity was taken a back by the sweet question and hugs. Her sweet Leandros smiling you can't hug her I'm afraid sweet heart we only leave tidings at there statue . we leave pink roses because those are said to be her favorite. But I'll take your hugs my dear precious boy. embracing the child tightly .
Entering Dionysus temple first gently siting Leandros down , snapping her fingers making the servant come forward . taking the wine first handing it to the boy. Bending down so they were eye level go say hello to Dionysus and wish him happy tidings Leandros . place the gift in the basket at his feet. pointing to the statue base.
O.o.c. lullaby Dity sings hums to Leandros is I love you to much from the book of life
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Post by John Pride/Arno Dorian/Scar on Dec 3, 2015 15:37:25 GMT -5
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He stared down at the basket in front of him which held some of the finest wines from his country. His eyes stared down at the basket for a few more moments before he looked up to the giant marble statue with eyes staring right back at his. The God appeared to be very fit, and held a chalice in one hand with grapes in the other. Finally he'd gulp a little nervous before approaching it. Kneeling down as he had seen other people do he'd place the basket at the feet of the statue. Looking up at the eyes of the statue.
"Erm.....hi" he'd say "I'm Arno....Leandros if that's easier for you to say" he'd mention. His eyes never wavering from the statue. "My mother told me to bring these to you and wish you tidings so.....umm....I'm not good at this but I'm only ten just turned it today" looking at the statue once more he'd gulp. "So....yeah, do you like wine? My father only lets me have it every now and then, but you must really enjoy it if I'm giving it to you. It's from my countries best vineyard" he'd say, as if having a conversation with something non-existent. But he felt something, he couldn't exactly pinpoint it.
Looking back he'd see the other tidings and would get up, rubbing the back of his head "So....I need to go, I need to go visit two other.....statues? So I can't talk anymore.....bye" he felt a little awkward as he walked back to his mother. Looking to her, seeing if she approved of what he'd done.
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Post by Lyssa Highman/Aphrodite on Dec 6, 2015 12:07:58 GMT -5
Dity couldn't help the now stop grin her face watching her son give tidings to Dionysus. The others followed suit rather quickly. The temples of worship had gone better then she dared hoped , Leandros had given the offerings to her brothers perfectly. You were supposed to speak from the heart and that was what the boy done.
Ruffling Leandros hair running her fingers through the silken lockes. which of the three do you wish to ask for favor ? Ares so you can be a grand warrior or Aphrodite so that you may have a great love ? asking bending over resting her hands on her knees .
The sun grew higher and higher in the sky. you must do me a small request my little prince if papa asks where we were . you must never tell him this may only be our little secret . Leon wouldn't understand nor would she want him too. This was her people her history and it was also Leandros history, present and future.
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