RPG An Unmatched Love (PG-13 LV)

[Anne]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=Plum][I]This is rated pg-13 for language, some violence, smoking, and alcoholic reference.[/I]

[CENTER]An Unmatched Love
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?Princess, Princess.? Princess Poppy had heard her ladies in waiting kept calling her name, but she just ignored them. She was dress like a man and she was planning her escape. She had tried by many times before, but her plans where always ruined by her ladies.

She stood on the ledge of the caste wall and the wind whipped back the hood of her cape revealing her auburn hair. Poppy took a chance and looked down, she shouldn?t have done that. It had made her dizzy. Hundreds of feet down she saw the workers in the castle go about their business.

Poppy shook her head on concentrated on her task ahead. ?Poppy!? On her ladies poked her head through a window next to her. Poppy caught by surprised lost her grip on the castle wall. Two hands reached down and grasped at Poppy. The two ladies pulled Poppy through the window.

A pile of clothes and hair was that can be seen on the floor. ?My Lady please never try that again.? The younger of the two ladies in waiting pleaded.

?You had us so worry.? The two were panting.

She looked at the two faces and felt a pang of guilt the two had been searching for and she must of put them through much. Footsteps could be heard coming down the long hallway. The three of them scrambled to their feet and tried not to look too disheveled.
?Come.? She pulled the two and made her way back to her room.

?My Lady your Father has been calling for you. That is why we have been searching for you.?

?Clearly you can?t go in those clothing either.?

She wanted to let out a groan, but she had to keep a peaceful appearance. Besides it was know use taking out on the two of them, they where just following her Father orders.

After they had finished helping her change Poppy had got them off her trail so she could go see what her Father wanted. As she enters the main hall she put on her mask, the mask of a proper princess.

?There you are my daughter,? Her Father came down and hugged her. So he is putting a show today is he. The two hardly spoken unless he wanted her to do something. ?We have been waiting for you.? She looked at the group sitting at a table.

She took her place and the meeting began. She didn?t understand why she was here; her Father never let her sit in on the policies before. She would put on the mask of patience for now. He will reveal it soon.

What seemed like for hours, he was finally going to give the reason why she was here. ?Now my friends I am to tell you the real reason why we are all here. I please to announce that my daughter Princess Poppy will be married to Prince Oran.?

Poppy almost dropped out of her seat in shock. She wouldn?t marry him or anyone else for that matter and her Father will not forth her either. As the nobles around the table where saying the congratulations, Poppy grew more angry. ?No I will not marry Princess Oran.?

Her Father?s face turned bright red, from embarrassment or rage; Poppy did not know and didn?t even care. ?You will or else.?

?I will not? She stormed out of the main hall into her room. ?I will not.?

Her father followed after her. "You will marry him Poppy. You will be leaving in two nights either on your won free will or by force. I do not care which, but by the gods you will go." Her Father slammed her door shut leaving Poppy fuming.

[b]occ:[/b] OKay so we have started. FOr the first couple of post I want everyone to post there reaction to this news. For Neuvoxetere I want you to met with Poppy's Father and talk about how they will transport Oran and Poppy to the Westwood Kingdom.[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[Who Am I?]

[CENTER][B]Prince Oran fix up his suit and combed his hair. He heard a knock.[/B]

[COLOR=RoyalBlue][B]"Come in."[/B][/COLOR]

"Prince Oran, your parents need you," a servant said.

[COLOR=RoyalBlue][B]"Tell them I'll be there soon." [/B] [/COLOR]

"Yes sir."

[B]The servant left and the Prince tried to fix his suit once more. A different servant came through the door and helped him fix his suit. After that was done, he went to his parent's room.[/B]

[COLOR=RoyalBlue][B]"Mother...Father, did you need me?" Prince Oran knocked on their door.[/B][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Magenta]"Yes dear, come in," a lady voice said.[/COLOR]

[B]Oran entered the room. It was white and glittery, just like his mother wanted.[/B]

[COLOR=Magenta]"Hello dear," his mother said who was sitting next to his father, "Please take your seat."[/COLOR]

[B]Oran took his seat and waited his parents to speak.[/B]

[COLOR=Navy]"You are probably wondering why we have made you come here," his father said.[/COLOR]

[B]Oran nodded.[/B]

[COLOR=Magenta]"Well we have some exciting news! You and Princess Poppy are going to get married and get to know each other better," his mother exclaimed.[/COLOR]

[B]Prince Oran's jaw dropped.[/B]

[COLOR=Navy]"Yes and you and Princess Poppy are meeting each other at Westwood Kingdom next week," his father said, "I'm so proud of you, son."[/COLOR]

[B]Oran's jaw dropped even more.[/B]

[COLOR=Magenta]"Well your father and Princess Poppy's father dicussed it with each other and Poppy's father agreed with each other," his mother smiled, "Well go and get ready alright. Bye!"[/COLOR]

[B]Oran stood out of his seat and left the room. He went back to his room and began thinking.[/B]

[COLOR=RoyalBlue][I]Oh man, I'm getting married. I can't get married. I ain't even ready for a wedding. I can't believe my parents did this to me. I mean how could they? They didn't even plan it with me nor could I object to this.[/I][/COLOR]

[B]While Oran was busying thinking this he didn't hear the knocking on the door. Oran blinked out of his thoughts and answered.[/B]

[B][COLOR=RoyalBlue]"...I'm sorry. Who is it?"[/COLOR][/B]

"It's I, Prince Oran, one of your servants."

[COLOR=RoyalBlue][B]"Come in."[/B][/COLOR][/CENTER]

[Citrus]

[LEFT]?Come in!? she shouted. Marigold opened the door to a very large pink room. Marigold spotted Poppy sitting in her bed with the covers up to her waist. ?Are you still in your pajamas? Get dressed young princess!? Marigold said with as much sweetness in her voice. Poppy shrugged and said, ?I am not going out today?? Marigold sighed and sat on Poppy?s large bed. ?You can?t stay in bed forever, you are going to marry one of the most gorgeous men in the country!? Poppy sighed, ?It?s that Marigold? I have feelings for something else?? Marigold?s eyebrow arched. ?And who is that?? Marigold asked with a confused expression on her face. Poppy laughed a little and blushed ? Do you know the leader of the guards?? Marigold went into an outburst that was clearly audible to the outside hallway as muffles of screams. ?Are you out of your mind!? He is thirty-two years old and you are still a young one!? she shouted with Poppy still looking down and blushing. ?He is gorgeous though?? Poppy said softly. Marigold shook her head her curls slightly bouncing at the end of her hair. ?Young princess? you marry him and your rank goes down to a peasant woman.? Poppy shook her head in disagreement ? My Marigold walked up to Poppy?s room door and knocked on it slightly. ?I DON?T WANT mother or fath-? Poppy stopped her sentence and looked at Marigold. ?Your father would be on your side? Did you not just hear yourself argue with him? I may be young but I am wise as an old woman on the side of the road young princess.? Marigold looked at Poppy in the eyes. ?Now get dressed and we are going out to get ourselves and the other new lady-in-waiting a new dress.? Poppy smiled and got up and went in her closet to get dressed. Marigold laughed softly to herself. ?I love that young princess?as if she were my own.? [/LEFT]

[missrelena]

[I]Another dress outing? Again? Well, I suppose a bride needs a wedding tresseau, but this is a bit much.[/I] Melisande thought to herself. [I]We could feed a huge family for months on what Poppy has been incouraged to buy almost every day since I got here. [/I] She sighed heavily. Well, she couldn't exactly agrue with Marigold about the outing this time. It DID get Poppy out of bed and into public. Her father had announced her engagement to the general populace of the city that morning, and it was a bit awkward that Poppy wasn't there to smile and wave at everybody.

As they were walking from the dress makers to the milleners to order yet another hat, the changing guard marched by. Captain Dartanian Lier was at the head of the line, and he saluted smartly at the Princess and her ladies and halted his troop. Marigold and Melisande curtsied as custom demanded, then faced the extrodinarily handsome Captain of the Guard. Poppy was transfixed. Her eyes never left Dartanian's, although he kept his own eyes down, as his station required. Everyone stood very still for a long, uncomfortable moment.

"Highness," Melisande whispered in the Princess's ear. "No one can go on with thier duties till you tell the captain that you are well and dismiss him and his men."

"Oh!" Poppy snapped back into reality. "Thank you, Captain, but I do not need your service." she recited the responce, like she had millions of times in her life, if a bit late this time. "You and your men please return to the barracks for a well deserved rest."

"Thank you for your kindness." the Captain replied. He saluted again, called the step, and he and his men marched off down the street.

Poppy sighed heavily, then sadly continued into the shop. Melisande felt terrible for her. It was obvious to anyone looking for it where her heart lay, but no one ever asked the lady who she wanted to wed. It was always arranged. Melisande's sister-in-law made that all to plain to her. That's why the young lady was so happy to be in the Princess's service. Now, no one but the royal couple, or Poppy if she ever thought of it, could arrange Melisande's marriage. And with everyone focused on getting the Princess wed to Meli's exclusion, that suited her just fine.

[I]I just wish we could find a way for Poppy to marry whoever she wishes, or for Captain Dartanian to become a prince of somewhere. Come to think of it, I wonder what the Captain thinks of this whole wedding business. More to the point, I wonder what he thinks -- and feels -- about Poppy. [/I] Sighing, Melisande joined the others inside.