Re: Romeo, Romeo. Where Art Thou, Romeo? [ Peace ]

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(Bye. I have to do a report, so I don't want to post too much. I'll post later.)

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~Alexander~
I stood up silently and kissed Fayre's forehead. "Time to be a servant again." I walked over to my horse and mounted, looking back at the two, my face shaped with sorrow. "Goodbye." I kicked in the reigns to make Demon gallop. Finally, I got to the palace. I let Demon wander around the woods and I entered the castle. I immediatley went to Fayre's quaters and washed up. After, I looked on the bookself and found a book eventually. I sat down on the bed and started reading.

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Fayre didn't want to see him go, and she stood up and watched him leave her once again until he was out of sight. She sighed slightly and turned back to Mistro. Fayre was tired of sitting idly like a princess in all of those other stories her mother used to read to her when she was a young girl. Happily-Ever-Afters didn't come that simply. You didn't meet, fall in love, then run away with no troubles at all. She supposed it was her mother's fault for teaching her to do something. She returned her attention to Mistro and looked him over a second before saying, "Alexander taught you how to handle a sword, did he not?"

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~Mistro~
I nodded. "Kind of." I slid the short sword from its holder on the saddle. "I haven't killed anyone though. He's killed plenty." i clasped my hand over my mouth. "He didn't want you to know that...." I grinned nervously and shrugged. "Oops." I shook my head and put the sword back. "Alexander can take care of himself. He just got stabbed in the heart and survived!" i held out my hand towards the direction he went in. Surely, Alexander wouldn't want his lover and servant to come rescue him when he's killed over a hundred people.

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"Show me what you've learned anyways," Fayre shrugged and pulled a small hand dagger from a hidden compartment at the waist of her dress. She flipped it in her hand and smiled slightly. "It would be an honor to have a friendly duel with Alexander's servant." She frowned slightly about when he said Alexander had killed plenty of people. She didn't like the sound of it, and she probably guessed Alexander knew she wouldn't like it, and told Mistro not to tell. She sighed a little bit. "Anyways. Just a small duel?"

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Mistro fowned. "No. He won't have it." The servant walked off towards the pond. "If I even hurt you, I probablky would be put in the dungeon." He shook his head. "No, no." He put his hand on the tree bark and scuffed his boot toe on the ground.

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Fayre sighed and rolled her eyes, placing her hands on her hips. She looked at Mistro but slowly turned her attention to the sound of clanking armor. "Great." She said. "Well then don't duel me, duel them." She hid behind a tree and looked out at the three armed soldiers and their mounts. "Save the black steed. I'm going to need it." She flipped her dagger in her hand, aiming it at the man on the black horse. She threw it, and it pierced through his throat. A perfect hit. She smiled excitedly and waited for the rest of the pack to go into a frenzy. The black horse nearly got away, but she grabbed its rains quickly.

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Mistro grabbed the sword and spproached the soliders. He started swinging rapidly, killing only one. He cute the horse's leg slightly to make it fall. The next solider ran away, obviously scared. Mistro laughed and dropped the bloody sword. "I'm done." he made his way back over to Fayre.

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Fayre had grabbed the dagger from the first man's throat and wiped it off on her red dress, the blood stain not showing. She placed it back in the secret compartment in her garment around the waist and returned to the steed, calming it. She took hold of another horse's reins and handed it to Mistro. "You're going to need him." She said brielfy then turned back to the frightened black stallion in front of her. "I have to do something. I'm not going to be like the helpless princess in all of those other stories. I won't have it." She said, strong determination in her voice.

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Mistro shook his head. "No ma'am, no." He tied the horse's reigns to a stump. "I can't let you." He frowned stood in front of the black steed. "If you perish, I perish." He had a calming tone. "No."

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"So be it," Fayre said stubbornly, getting atop the black steed, "I will go alone." She steered her horse around Mistro and broke him into an easy gallop, giving the reins lots of slack so the beast could move freely in and out of the thick bunches of trees. She leaned slightly forward in the saddle. She wasn't going to let Alexander slip from her fingers again. She was sick of it. Why couldn't happily-ever-afters exist?

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Mistro slunk down to the ground in fright. Surely, he would get punished for letting her go.



Alexander did his daily duties the next mourning. He made his way out to the garden a susual and just watched the birds fly around, enjoying life. It was a male robin and a female robin which were buzzing around him. He turned and watched them rejoice each other's company. Alexander laughed and folded his dirty hands together. "I wish I was a bird. I could be free and fly anywhere I wanted to."

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Surely when she got there, Fayre would tell Alexander not to punish Mistro. She slid the steed to a hault and placed a black hood over her so nobody would recognize her. She walked the horse slowly through the rundown village she used to love so much. Now she realized the dirty glances she was receiving from the people almost as awful as her father. She pressed the stallion into a brisk trot and she trotted the horse up the stairs and into the castle. She passed the garden, eyes flickering to see somebody standing in there. She straightened her posture and looked to realize who it was. She nodded slightly and kept her hood pulled over her face, dismounting the horse and walked over to Alexander, making sure he couldn't see her face. "Take it to the stables." She handed him is reins as she changed her voice to a deeper, smoother tone so he couldn't recognize her. She turned and walked quickly from his presence.

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Alexander nodded. He thought it was the queen's vopice and he took the stallion to the stables. He patted him down and brushed him. The big stud snorted and pawed at the ground. He smiled, he reminded him of Demon. Then Alexander walked back to the castle. He walked steadily, placing his black boots in the right places so he wouldn't trip. He went back to the graden and watched the wildlife soudly again.

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Fayre made her way up to her parents, and her mother was extatic to see her. "I'll move the servant from your rooms." Fayre tilted her head. Alexander had been using her room...? She shook it off and took off the black cape.
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Agrol walked over to Fayre and looked her up and down slightly, then nodded. He briskly walked off to find Alexander and patted his shoulder, "It's to my great disappointment that you'll be moving rooms. You're moving down to the spare room. The princess has returned."
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Fayre clenched her teeth when she realized her father had gone to tell Alexander she had returned. He was going to murder her. She shook it off and smiled gently when her mother gave her a strange look and made her way up to her rooms.

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[BayMickey]

Alexander looked up at king Agrol. "Yes sir." He stood and walked towards to lake. Oh, was he pissed. He bolted towrads the water source and made iot there quickly. He washed the black dye off his hair. He found Demon and rode into town. In the old village cheered for him as he went by. He approached the castle. Unafraid.

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Her father's bold statement to Alexander had totally screwed up her entire plans. How was she to go forth with them now? It would be like a death sentence. She paced in her room until she heard the sound of cheering outside. She looked out of her window to see Alexander making his way to the castle. Fayre cursed under her breath. She wasn't going to let him duel her father or try anything that might get him hurt. Fayre hurried down the stairs and bolted the large double-doors shut before running to her parents and trying to come up with a good excuse. She realized neither of them was in the throne room. She looked at the bolted door. If he wanted to, Alexander could probably find another way in, so she had to think quickly. "Where are my parents?" She asked a slave, trying not to look flustered. He said they were in the King's quarters, and she muttered curses to herself. She ran back up the stairs to find her parents.

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Alexander sat on his horse with a determined look on his face. "Come on out.." He whispered to himself. A group of boys crowded around he and his steed. "Sir, can we help you in battle? I mean, you might could use some help." Alexander smiled but shook his head. "No, I can't let you all get hurt. This is my battle." And so he sat there, waiting for his opponet to face him.

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Fayre turned around and looked out the large arch of the window. Unfortunately, she could see in and those below the window could see in -- as that was how windows tended to work. She found her father at the top of the stairs and looking out upon Alexander and his group of men.
"Father," Fayre said, faking loyalty. "You can't go out there!" She waved her hands and looked back at Alexander's group.
Agrol grumbled slightly and walked back into his room, but came out shortly afterwards with his sword in its scabbard wrapped around his waist. He pushed Fayre out of the way. "Any brute who thinks he can allow himself to my daughter without my permission I will gladly slay on my doorstep." Agrol snarled and walked down the rest of the stairs.
Fayre slapped a hand on her forehead and slunk down to the floor and burried her face in her hands.

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Alexander saw Agrol and dismounted. "Go. Now." The boys left off behind him. Alexander walked towards the castle. He looked through the window and to Agrol. He bowed repestfully. "I mean no harm." The scab on his chest rubbed as he came back into posture. Alexander stood tall.

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Agrol looked over Alexander as he unbolted the door and opened it widely, looking skeptically down on the slightly shorter man. He let out a short grunt and tilted his head slightly. "Then what, may I ask, are you here for?" He hid the view from Fayre by standing in the doorway, blocking all eyes from looking in, or out.
Fayre sat on the stairs quietly. She didn't want to deal with Alexander. He was probably pissed at her. She sighed and laid her head against the wall, closing her eyes tightly.

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Alexander sighed. "I ask to see Fayre." He looked up at him with loving and pleading eyes, even though he was greatly angry. He put his hand behind his back. "That is all I want." He hoped he could see Fayre. One, to tell her how he felt, two, to tell her his new plan.

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Agrol grumbled and nodded slightly, moving from the doorway. "She's at the top of the stairs." he said, his gaze going straight through Alexander.
Fayre saw her father open the door for Alexander to come in, but noticed his hand firmly gripping the hilt of his sword. She caught his gaze and gave him a stern look as she got to her feet and nervously looked at Alexander, biting her lower lip.

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Alexander nodded thank you sir. He trotted up the stairs to Fayre. He bowed and came up smiling. "Can we talk in the garden?" He held out his hand to help her up. He then walked quietly down the stairs and into the luschious garden.

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