Escort Service;; Pablo

[Aryenne Dracose]

-Aryenne Dracose-



Who is the BETRAYER?

The KILLER in the crowd?


She could not believe that she had been left behind only to now get word that her parents wanted her in Mercia. Something about important relations to built up, but Aryenne did not want to hear it. She did not understand making relationships when all what they should be worried about is taking down the Pendragons. Honestly, if they waited any longer, somebody else would be doing it and they would be bowing down to another family on the throne. After all, Morgana Pendragon already tried it a few times, whose to say that it would not happen again? And she was getting quite tired of it when she thought full right it was her family that should be on the throne. The Dracose line as old and noble as the Pendragons.

Heaving a sigh though, she sat out in the courtyard waiting for her escort. Aryenne was not amused at all by the thought of getting babysat by some escort who was probably some old, fat grungy knight that she would have to deal with for the next few days, "Larka, this is going to be so dull," she informed the direwolf now, who sat next to her, "Why can't I just have you? You're far more brave than any man." And Aryenne fully believed that statement. Everybody bulked at Larka's sheer size, let alone that she was aggressive. Of course, nobody liked to deal with the redhead much either. There was little to be said about Aryenne Dracose's kindness, it was little to nonexistent. In fact, it was always nonexistent unless she wanted something.

For that reason, it was why not a lot of people chose to deal with the young woman. She was more of a danger than any army that could harm Camelot. Mentally, some even thought her unstable they way she tormented others, especially her servants, "I feel as if he is late already," she replied flatly to her direwolf. Larka said nothing though, not even a whine as she stared intently at the gates. Up ahead though, one of the guards called, "My Lady Dracose, somebody is approaching now!" As if on an instant, Larka jumped to her feet as well, sensing the individual on the other side, and perhaps even more, "Well then, open up the gates! God, do I need to explain everything around here?"


The one who CREEPS in corridors,

And doesn't make a SOUND?

NOTES: |None|
MUSIC: |Heavy in Your Arms - Florence + The Machine|
TAGS: |Pablo Dark|

[Pablo Dark]

Pablo was somewhere around Camelot when some men came and informed him, that Lady Aryenne Dracose wanted a good and trusted man to escort her to her way to Mercia. His work there had finished last night and today he was just going to have some fun there. As he was going to start his way to his country in some hours from now, he accepted it with a big pleasure. He just made them know that in some hours he would start his way and it was good for the Lady to be ready, because he didn't want to make them waiting a lot. They agreed and gave him information for her estate.

He passed the rest of his free time in the market, buying some fine fabrics for his ill mother and his pretty sister. Later he made sure to inform his servants and his sequence to get ready, because they were also going to get with them the Lady Aryenne Dracose. Afterwards, they started their way for Lady's estate.

They stopped and Pablo gave some instructions: "You will continue and when you arrive to the glade stop and wait for us. To be all ready for the Lady Dracose. Peter come with me, we are going to get the Lady."

They passed from a path and then arrived to the gates of the estate. They were just waiting when the Lady let them get in. It wasn’t late and a guard opened to them. They ran into the estate with their horses and finally arrived in front of the Lady. They got out of their horses and walked towards the Lady. They stayed there and did a little bow. "Hello my Lady! When you are ready, we can start. My escort is waiting for us."