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				Title: <strong>CLOSED</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ashleebabe</strong> on <strong>03-08-2008, 05:47:17</strong>
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				Marguerite was bored of London. <br><br>It was a known fact with her friends that Marguerite did not quite fit in London. Her small family was upper middle class and did not care what their daughter thought. She was to attend the finest private schools that London had to offer and she obeyed every rule her parents and teacher gave her, but she longed for more. She wished for an adventure, a new place to explore besides the cobbled streets of London fair. She woke up every morning with the same routine, shower, dress in her maroon blazer, her cream blouse and her plaid skirt of maroon for school. She ate a piece a fruit on her way to the train station. <br><br>This day seemed different to her. She could not help but feel a twinge of mystery in the air that day. She looked at herself in the mirror for a moment. Her long dark waves were pulled back in a clip allowing them to cascde down her back. Her bright blue eyes were her most incredible asset. Her skin was pale, nearly alabaster which was not a big surprise living in London, the city of rain and clouds. Her height was small, only five feet four inches. Her curves were supple with a small waist and slender hips. She was lovely in all standards but deemed out of the Londoners league. She feared she would be trapped in the city forever. <br><br>She made her way to the train station as she did ever morning and waited on the platform. Marguerite had not brought a book with her because her boredom could be spent daydreaming about other things. Like leaving the city. She thought her dreams had become true when she saw the London tunnels collapsing into a beautiful beach. She looked around and saw she was by herself. <br><br>"If this is a dream, I wish never to wake." She ripped off her saddle shoes and socks and ran up and down the sandy beaches and crystal blue water. She did not know where she was but this was her version of heaven. She spent te forst night under a blanket of stars and woke to hot weather. She would most likely burn from the rays but it was worth it. She was realizing that this was not a dream but a new reality. An adventure shae craved for. <br><br>Marguerite went exploring for food and other people the first night and found none. She wanted to give up but she found a forest and shade. She made camp in the depths of the woods and waited for someone or something to come along. It was nearly a weak and she was too weak to move from her place in the trees. She repetively lost consciousness, and on the fifth day did not hear the horses or the voices nearby her. She was a limp mess of sunburns and hunger. She did not even open her eyes to greet her rescuers. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lost [Ashleebabe and Adelai]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelai</strong> on <strong>03-08-2008, 07:24:26</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; Quietly trotting along through the wooded realm, prince Caspian was out enjoying a nice warm day within the woods he had come to know and love since the time he was a boy. He came here often, usually just to take in the sights of the beautiful woods and sort through his thoughts if he wasn't out hunting for game. A tall, handsome man, he a mass of black curls upon his head, a man of extraordinary wealth and charm, he could be considered exceptionally handsome if not beautiful. Upon his index finger, he wore a golden ring with an emerald inset into the fine carved gold, about his neck a golden chain with his house crest, an eagle holding a scroll. His clothing while not extraordinarily extravagant was quite befitting for a man such as he. A white silken long sleeved shirt buttoned down partially to reveal his chest and a pair of black satin trousers and a simple pair of black leather boots adorned with the signature of the finest shoe maker in the land. Her wore a pair of black linen gloves, his fingers poking through to display his one ring.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; It was passed noon time, almost time for him to return back to his castle when he noticed something out of the corner of sight. Holding a hand up without looking, he motioned his faerie servent fae to come to him, simply saying, "Scope...". Handing him his telescope, he sat mounted upon his horse as he surveyed what he had thought his eyes had grazed upon. In a full gallop, he took off upon his black steed, its nostrils flaring, seeming as if fire should have been pouring from them as it thundered acrossed the rugged terrain. Showing wreckless abandon for his mounts own safety, he eventually came upon a large tree, beneath which was a girl. "Miss! Are you alright?". The girl did not answer. Hopping down from his horse, he could tell visibly that the girl was on the end of her rope. Unconcious and badly burned, her long soft black hair seemed a mess. Scooping the girl up in his arms, he called out in his loud commanding voice, "Fae! Go back to the castle, have the servents ready a bed and some aloe leaf".<br><br>Expecting to be obeyed without question, he nimbly hops back upon his mount, gently easing the girl into his saddle. Riding quickly, but not so quickly as to risk injury to his horse and worst yeat the girl within his arms, he wove and wound his way back to his castle upon the edge of the woods. Quickly riding in through the main gate entrance, the door serving as a walkway above beautiful mote with leaf pads and supplied with its own frogs and vegatation to appear natural, he road in through the main welcoming room upon horse back. Never once giving thought to his other servent lance, a large satyr creature with the lower half of a goat who had followed in behind him, he quickly hops from his steed as the satyr calls for a servent to take the horse, not being particularly keen to such lowly creatures. The unconcious beauty within his arms, he quickly works his way through his magnificent, lush tapistried halls, magnificent works of art work and statues lining his great halls. Fae by his side leading him to the room she had prepared now in the guest quarters, he quickly lays the girl upon the bed, taking the aloe leaf that had been worked into a gooey solution upon the girls burnt skin. As he sits quietly beside the girl, he for the first time takes note of just how truely amazing she is.<br><br>Rolling waves of silky soft black hair, her soft gentle features inviting and warming to any heart. Her pale skin where not burnt was milky soft to the touch. A slender, petite figure, she had an interesting choice of clothing on. Nothing of the likes Caspian had ever seen before, but that was of no matter. He would get her proper attire for when she awoke, a bath and some food. There was a twinkle in his sky blue eyes that had not been there for a long time as they trace upon the unconcious girl before him. Softly whispering to Fae, "Look after her... when she awakes, see that she is fed, clothed, treated with aloe and bathed properly. I want her to be relaxed when we first talk". Quietly walking from the room, Fae busied herself with gathering a flowing white cotton dress, simple in design but still elegant as would be expected none the less. Not many furnishings are within the room other than an ebony dresser with golden hinges and handles, golden engravings decorated the dresser in a collage of patterns. Upon it sat a large mirror, the frame working pure gold. The windows on either side of the bed were adorned with flowing purple drapperies whilst white silk was hanging from the tops frame of the bed and upon the ceiling was a canvas of pictures depicting clouds and angels, the sun light dancing upon the fluffy white clouds. A dark red wooden night stand beside the bed, it was overly simple, escpecially for someone such as Caspian. Walking down the stairs to his own private corridors, he pondered what lay ahead when the girl awoke. Smiling and humming a soft tune to himself, he nearly danced instead of walked. <em>Such a beautiful girl...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lost [Ashleebabe and Adelai]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ashleebabe</strong> on <strong>03-08-2008, 08:21:42</strong>
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				Marguerite wash half awake when she felt the strong arms of a man. She could not manage her eyes to open but the feeling of being safe washed over her body. She awoke the next time in a shaded room and a man beside her. He was a dream man, looking like a prince from a fairy tale. Her mouth could not form words and her eyes closed slowly. Her mind was in turmoil about where was and who was helping her but her body needed the rest. <br><br>She awoke a few hours later and the burning had mellowed over her skin. She saw a woman beside her who looked odd at first glance. "Am I still dreaming or do I smell food?" She asked as she sat up. There was food on the table across the room and she lunged for it. She ate slowly so she would not get sick and inhaled the waters and juices that were provided to her. She filled ehr stomach many times over and successfully placed herself into a light stupor. She looked at herself in one of the mirrors and winced. Her stomach was full, her mind was curious but her appearance was horrid. She looked down at her dirt covered feet and her grass stained knees. <br><br>"I must look a fright. Do you happen to a place where I may freshen up?" She asked so politely as if she were in pressence of royalty. She noticed the room that had a curtained pulled back and a huge copper tub filled with warm water. She could not help but quickly thanking the woman that was attending to her needs and strip from her school uniform. The water was th perfect temperature and the scented oils smelled heavenly. She slipped in and dipped her whole body under the water and the she emerged from it. It immediately was soothing her burns and her hair floated around her. She washed and rinsed her body and hair and slipped out of the bathtub. Her long hair was damp and was drying up into curls. <br><br>She dressed in the lovely cotton gown and looked at herself in mirror. "I look like a person now." She admitted as she made herself comfortable in a chair by the window and looked out into the glorious views. She dozed off in the chair and did not wake until she relaized that there was a knock on the door. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lost [Ashleebabe and Adelai]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelai</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 01:12:22</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; "Good eve milady" came a deep, sanguine voice from the door way. Gliding regally into the room, prince Caspian had air about him of grandeur. He was adorned now with a golden olive branch diadem upon his brow, the same silken white shirt and satin trousers along with a pair of black polished leather boots, he carried in his hand a cane, carved as if two roots intertwined upon eachother as they spiral downward with a green crystal globe upon the top where his ringed finger clutched it.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; "I am prince Caspian, ruler of these lands. If I may be so bold to as to ask, what name does such a lovely lady go by?". A warm smile upon his handsome features he calmly says "Fae, would you be so kind as to fetch this young lady a pair of slippers? I wish to walk with her in the gardens whilst we talk". Never taking his warming sky blue eyes from the girl, he softly murmurs "If that is alright with you, of course". The fairy flew out of the room and came back in short order with a pair of soft red slippers and a white hat which matches with the girls white cotton gown to protect the girls delicate skin, Caspian says, "Ah, thank you Fae. Shes more thoughtful than myself I'm afraid". <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Grinning to himself, he steps aside, letting the fairy quietly hand you the hat and politely ask, "If I may, miss?" before going to the girls feet, gingerly lifting them to slide the soft red slippers on. Offering his hand to help the girl from her chair and a slight bow of his head, he puts his arm at his side like a hook so that the girl may loop her arm through his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lost [Ashleebabe and Adelai]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ashleebabe</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 03:44:42</strong>
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				Margeurite was a little shocked to see who was on the other side of the room. The man was not who she picture the voice to belong to. The woman had left and returned to see that there was a hat now and a pair of slippers. She smiled and thanked the woman. Marguerite took the offered hand, even if a little unsteady and weak, and slipped through his offered hand. <br><br>"My name is Marguerite and I have no idea how I ended up... Where am I actually?" She slipped on the hat and tugged her curls behind her ear as she settled herself in his presence. "I had no idea that royalty has been in my pressence. I feel so foolish." She whispered weakly as she waited for more instructions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lost [Ashleebabe and Adelai]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adelai</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 16:02:17</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; His face a curious and intrigued contenance, he softly says in comforting tones, "You poor girl, being out in the wilderness like that must have induced some sort of trauma I would imagine... Do not worry, it is lucky for you that I found you, lest you still be alone out in the woods. We will take care of you and perhaps in time you will remember what happened. Come, let us be off to the garden, I have a feeling you will like it there". A wide grin upon his face, he glides just as regally from the room as he had entered it with the girl upon his arm.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Gliding down the hall ways, they seemed to hold a bright warmth to them, braziers lining the walls and light shimmering down through glass sections of the ceiling. Stopping at a door further down the hall situated off by itself, it hid a wooden stair case spiraling upward which would find them their way into an extravegant, rich, lush garden atop the castle. The garden was in a circle shape, walkways spiraling inward to a central point about a large yoshino cherry tree with white blossoms upon it surrounded by various light red carnations, rich yellow dafidils, vibrant purple irises, white lilies, glossy pink and green anthuriums with yellow pistels, white and pink appleblossoms and soft white orchids.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Looking down at the girl to see her reaction, he led her further into the garden, moving in towards the center where a bevy of birds were chirping and fluttering about. Picking an white appleblossom flower, he quietly places places it beneath a strand of the girls hair, atop her ear. Softly murmering in half minded tones, "The appleblossom is the flower of promise". Looking about he raises his arms in a gesture of grandeur about the garden. "Isn' it marvelous? It was built 200 years ago as an addition onto the castle by my great, great, great, great, great great grand father. I hope you enjoy your stay here, miss Margeurite. I certainly will do my utmost best to be a good host. Even though I have an army of servants at my beck, it gets rather lonely around the castle not having someone I can just converse with and have them dance to every single note I play". Turning to face you, a questioning look within his sky blue eyes, "May I ask what do you remember, miss Margeurite? I am quite curious as to just who exactly I have within my castle, you are a far more intriguing visitor than any these musky walls have seen in far too long".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lost [Ashleebabe and Adelai]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ashleebabe</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 18:27:39</strong>
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				Marguerite nodded and followed him up to the top of the castle. The flowers and trees made her smile. It was an array of flowers that made her smile. "Its beautiful. All of the different flowers and blloms are so very lovely. You are lucky to have such an Eden in your posseession." She commented as she stopped to inhale one of the blooms. The smell was sweet and it tickled her nose. She straightened up to see him slip a flower in her hair. She smiled at the sweet gesture. <br><br>"And what are you promising, You Highness?" She asked curiously as she made her to a small bench as he explained the orgins on such a place. She took a deep breath and began. "I'm from London. I was at the station on my way to school when I ended up here. I was on the beach and went looking for someone to explain to me where I am and why I am here. This place came out of nowhere."
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