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Apr 22, 2006 13:14:58 GMT -5
Post by Celise on Apr 22, 2006 13:14:58 GMT -5
: Jules was in the middle of carving some little knick-knack for a little girl from the village when the sound of a horse approaching the cottage assaulted his ears. His right hand went instinctively for the sword that he no longer carried. He frowned before drawing back a bit in surprise. "My lord," he breathed.
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Apr 24, 2006 7:09:36 GMT -5
Post by Strongheart on Apr 24, 2006 7:09:36 GMT -5
"Hello Jules," Strongheart responded, pausing just inside the door. Jules was the first of the knights that Strongheart planned to visit, depending on how well this went would determine if he did the others. Of the knights Jules was one of his best and also someone Strongheart considered a friend. Strongheart was admittedly terrified of doing this. Afraid that they all would hate him because he had been 'gone' for so long, and if Celise hadn't pushed him about it he still wouldn't be here.
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Apr 24, 2006 7:27:34 GMT -5
Post by Celise on Apr 24, 2006 7:27:34 GMT -5
: "You'll have to forgive me if I don't rise to greet you properly," Jules said with a wry smile. "My legs and I aren't on speaking terms. I'm sure my lovely sister told you what happened." He leaned back in his chair and examined the prince. He looked far older, tired than what he remembered. Whatever happened to his prince, Jules hoped that he'd recover. He chuckled quietly. "I guess I owe Celise an apology. She never gave up believing that you were still alive, milord."
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Apr 24, 2006 12:37:44 GMT -5
Post by Strongheart on Apr 24, 2006 12:37:44 GMT -5
"Your sister is quite the young lady." Strongheart agreed, "I owe her a great deal."
Strongheart moved further into the room and sat down across from Jules. Picking up the knick-knack and turning it in his hands, "Still as cleaver as ever, I see." Strongheart said with a small smile. Jules had lost so much because of him, Strongheart hoped that he would be able to find someway to repay Jules for what Jules had lost.
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Apr 24, 2006 18:42:28 GMT -5
Post by Celise on Apr 24, 2006 18:42:28 GMT -5
: "Not that clever," Jules commented. "I didn't have the faith my sister did." He sighed quietly and glanced up at the knick-knack the prince was holding. His lips quirked up in a smile - it had been a figurine he had made using his sister as a model for the lady in the prince's arms. "I see you found the lovers. Little Alise, she wanted a princess and a prince figurine. Ah, the lady's modelled on my sister." He chuckled. "And I do believe that the male is based on you. I can make a copy of it if you wish."
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Apr 24, 2006 22:48:23 GMT -5
Post by Strongheart on Apr 24, 2006 22:48:23 GMT -5
Subconsciously running a thumb along the hair of the girl, "Clever and faith have nothing to do with each other. I was as good as dead for the amount of help I was to you." Strongheart returned.
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Apr 25, 2006 6:50:02 GMT -5
Post by Celise on Apr 25, 2006 6:50:02 GMT -5
: Jules just gave him a wry grin. "You may be right, but it takes a clever person to continue to seek out answers to one's faith. She believed you were still alive and would have done anything to prove that." He paused and shook his head. "But I suppose the last thing on your mind is my sister.... Unless I'm mistaken..."
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Apr 27, 2006 22:37:14 GMT -5
Post by Strongheart on Apr 27, 2006 22:37:14 GMT -5
"And what would your reaction be if I said you were mistaken?" Strongheart responded with a grin of his own. Asking a hypothetical question to decide how he was going to answer the question, Jules response would trigger how he moved forward with his feeling for Celise.
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Apr 28, 2006 8:46:39 GMT -5
Post by Celise on Apr 28, 2006 8:46:39 GMT -5
: "Surprise for starters," Jules said, answering truthfully, "because I thought you felt nothing for my sister when you met her. Other than irritation that she was just as stubborn as you."
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Apr 28, 2006 18:43:40 GMT -5
Post by Strongheart on Apr 28, 2006 18:43:40 GMT -5
"I first met your sister when she was perhaps twelve maybe thirteen if I recall correctly. And as for as irritatingly stubborn as she is Celise does tend to grow on you." Strongheart said. Recalling the many battle of wills he had had with Celise over the past couple of months.
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Apr 29, 2006 8:50:40 GMT -5
Post by Celise on Apr 29, 2006 8:50:40 GMT -5
: "You sound like you're passionately in love with my sister and have come for my blessing on said union. The only thing I will say is you better treat her well."
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Apr 29, 2006 17:57:20 GMT -5
Post by Strongheart on Apr 29, 2006 17:57:20 GMT -5
Well that hadn't been his intention but if Jules was offering then Strongheart didn't feel so bad about building a relationship with a knight's younger sister. More specifically Celise. "And to that I don't know what to say." Jules admitted this was not what he had been expecting.
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Apr 29, 2006 22:08:38 GMT -5
Post by Celise on Apr 29, 2006 22:08:38 GMT -5
: "So, what do you want to know about my sister?"
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Post by Strongheart on May 1, 2006 1:15:12 GMT -5
"I had come to see you but tell me what ever you want/feel that I need to know about your sister." Strongheart replied, settling back in his chair and waited to see what response this was going to get. Strongheart already knew a fair bit about Celise, she had been about as close as a companion as Prince had ever gotten; thus he knew a fair bit about her. As Celise like to talk to Prince as she worked.
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Post by Celise on May 1, 2006 6:49:39 GMT -5
: "She runs the house, she works for Shining Glory. Hm.. He said she had the faintest strand of magic in her," Jules said quietly, pausing. "What else.. Ah, she's not too fond of chocolates but she loves flowers. Roses especially." He paused again. "Her health isn't the best, she barely sleeps and barely eats. She likes to pretend that I don't know she's giving our siblings her portions of food but I do." He sighed. "Maybe you can convince her to eat and sleep." He leaned back in his chair. "She's a special girl, m'lord."
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