To Meet a Princess [Isadora] Jul 29, 2012 21:33:32 GMT -5
Post by cherryblossom131 on Jul 29, 2012 21:33:32 GMT -5
Gwent. Elyan could hardly believe that he had travelled all the way to Gwent. After spending a few months on the borders of Escetia shortly after he left Camelot he'd thought he would have to return, but no. He'd decided to carry on travelling. Wasn't that the point of him leaving in the first place? He wanted to have a bit of an adventure and explore. That's exactly what Elyan was looking for in this kingdom. After spending the night in a cheap inn, it was time for a little trip to the market. That's where he could truly explore. It's where everything really happened. Not in the upper towns or the castle, but the market. He'd learnt that much on his travels. With his few belongings and a sword in his scabbard, just in case he'd learnt that too the hard way, he set off.
When he arrived at the market he wasted no time and started exploring different stalls. He mentally noted all the things that were so much different to what he'd find at the market in Camelot. One stall in particular caught his eye though, it sold jewellery and there was one necklace that he couldn't take his eyes off. It was a simple silver necklace with an intricately designed single pendant in the shape of a flower. He could already imagine it on his sister. It was beautiful and although it had been months since he left Camelot he knew she'd love it. He was still dreading the moment when he'd have to go back. Although time had passed, he'd left after an extremely heated argument with his father where hurtful words were uttered from both of their lips. It's what finally prompted him to leave after so long of him just wanting to. He wasn't looking forward to facing his father. He looked at the small piece of parchment next to the necklace stating the price and knew without even looking into his small pouch of coins that there was no way he'd be able to afford it. "There's no chance you could maybe sell this for half the price?" Elyan asked hopefully picking up the piece of jewellery. The man behind the stall merely laughed at Elyan. "I'll take that as a no," he sighed. "Sorry Gwen," he muttered to himself.