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Phillip ([info]princeupondream) wrote in [info]theblackforest,
@ 2011-01-11 08:53:00


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Current mood: aggravated
Entry tags:prince phillip, victor fox

Who: Phillip and anyone in the castle
Where: The Piper's Castle
When: Late in the evening
Warnings: None?

Poor Prince Phillip was looking rather worse for wear. A bit dirty, a bit sweaty, a lot bedraggled. Definitely not princely. He'd been riding for hours since he'd crossed the Piper, trying to find the way home. It shouldn't have been that far, it hadn't been that far when he'd followed the Piper's song.

Magic, again, making things more complicated than they ought to be!

And now he found himself in some godforsaken village filled with all manner of strangers. At least the place had a castle, though there was apparently not a king to appeal to. No, this castle belonged to the Piper!

And now, Phillip was fairly certain he wouldn't even be in here except that the prospect of sleeping outside was hardly appealing. Be that as it may, he found himself wandering the halls of the castle, not quite fitting in amongst the cheerful folks who made their home there. Not when he was dirty and cranky and just about desperate enough to simply make his bed out in the stable with his horse!

If only he could find his way back to the stables first.



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[info]therobbergroom
2011-01-12 03:38 am UTC (link)
"No, what makes you think I wanted your sympathy?" Victor raised a brow as he looked at Phillip.

"Maybe I was simply trying to impress upon you...the dire reality of your situation. But, by all means- don't take my word for it. Ask anyone here."

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[info]princeupondream
2011-01-12 03:41 am UTC (link)
Phillip shrugged, "perhaps I simply don't believe you to be as motivated to leave as...some people." Himself, namely.

Someone like Victor, oh, he knew their kind. Likely he was run out of whatever town he'd been in before, of course he would feel no urge to leave this place.

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[info]therobbergroom
2011-01-13 08:11 am UTC (link)
"Oh, I doubt that, sire." Victor commented blandly, watching the man across from him carefully. It was interesting, watching him all but seething as he stood there. "Does his nobleness have a name? That I might direct the maids to draw water for?"

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[info]princeupondream
2011-01-13 03:00 pm UTC (link)
"Phillip," he said shortly. "And I thank you for the offer but I believe the bath can wait until morning."

What he actually wanted, right now, was for Victor to just leave so Phillip might retreat to bed. Baths could wait. Sleep was far more important.

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[info]therobbergroom
2011-01-13 11:48 pm UTC (link)
"Then, by all means, do not let me keep you." He moved to leave the room, brushing past Phillip with an amused smile.

"Sleep well, highness."

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