Of Kings and Peasants (punkjello & roninc30)
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				Title: <strong>Of Kings and Peasants (punkjello &amp; roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 22:00:23</strong>
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				Dominic pulled his horse to a stop and let the beast circle slowly.&nbsp; The forest was too dense here to find the sun and the trail he'd been following had disappeared nearly half an hour before.&nbsp; His own stubbornness and conviction that he couldn't get lost in his own lands had led him further and further from civilization but still, he was loathe to admit his mistake.<br><br>He knew everyone at the castle would be nervous by now.&nbsp; He'd been gone for hours, and without an escort at that, but he couldn't have cared less.&nbsp; He'd never asked to be king, never asked for all the pomp and circumstance that went along with the position and certainly had never wanted to live a life where getting half an hour alone actually took someone to schedule it.<br><br>After a day full of meetings with his advisors, he'd been tired, had a headache, and, worst of all, a line of people from the village waiting to speak with him from everything about disputes with their neighbors to licenses that would allow them to wed.<br><br>The last thing he was in the mood for was to sign more marriage licenses when he'd all but given up on finding a partner for himself.&nbsp; While there were countless countries that had offered a princess to fill the seat of wife (and queen, of course), he wasn't interested.&nbsp; There had been a few princes that might have been suitable for the positon, but he'd sent them all away, convinced that when he met the right one, he'd know at immediately.<br><br>Only....the right one didn't seem to be out there anywhere.<br><br>Pressing his heels into the horse's sides again, he kept going forward, sure he would emerge from the forest in some familiar part of the village.<br><br>Nearly a quarter of an hour later, he did emerge...in a large field, and having absolutey no idea where he was.<br><br>He thought he saw a figure in the distance - a peasant working the fields perhaps - and headed in that direction.&nbsp; Surely he would know where the castle was...after all, it was where their king lived.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Kings and Peasants (punkjello &amp; roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 00:59:09</strong>
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				It was rather hard to find the sun in these conditions, as while Dominic was lost in the forest, the skies had darkened with the promise of rain. No matter if the trees had opened up their leaves for Dominic to find his way home, he would still be lost as ever with how depressing the skies seemed at the moment.<br><br>The kingdom itself was a rather well-to-do one with happy people, a happy royal family, and a good economy to keep them all perfectly content. Such a life wasn't the easiest to lead by Noah's standards, for he liked some excitement in his life, but he figured it was beneficial in the end. No one was poor, no one had severe problems to discuss with the king... there was no need for a coup d'etat, as the king had been nothing but helpful to not only his people, but his fellow noblemen as well.<br><br>Dominic's work and focus on helping the peasants live an easier life would definitely be the fruit of Noah's success. Beautiful fields of lush vegetables would be the first thing that the king would spot as he began to advance toward the small home. The lad in the fields looked to be no older than eighteen or so, though it was rather hard to tell exactly who the boy was since... well, he didn't look to be a boy from Dominic's distance. Luscious, ebony hair fell over his shoulders, all the way down to the middle of his back. For being someone who worked the fields, the boy looked to be rather unfit for the job, even if his appearance betrayed his actual skill.<br><br>Now, Noah usually wasn't accustomed to company, so he could hear the trotting hooves of the horse from a good distance away. His head would lift up and those blue eyes fixated on the imposing figure of the man on horseback, advancing on him with some sort of intent that he couldn't place. He adjusted his rather simple long-sleeved tunic and dusted off the breeches he wore, as he found himself looking rather ragged compared to a man of such a handsome and wealthy nature. Even if Noah had never laid an eye on the king himself, he could tell by the way this man dressed that he was rather important.<br><br>"Can I help you, sir?" That warm, angelic voice would call out. He had a basket next to his right foot, one that was filled up with potatoes, carrots, and all the like. Even from this field where the vegetables were, Dominic would also be able to see a small orchard behind the home, one full of ripe apples and other delicious fruits. <br><br>[ I hope this is good, dear. ^^; I'm always bad with first posts but it'll get better! ]
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Kings and Peasants (punkjello &amp; roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 21:55:05</strong>
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				As he emerged from the darkness of the forest, Dominic was quite taken with the fields around him.&nbsp; He was proud to know he'd had some part in helping his people prosper, but even he had seen very few such perfectly tended gardens and such lively colors of fruits and vegetables.<br><br>He was still gazing around him as he approached the peasant he'd seen earlier, so when the young man spoke, the king was pleasantly surprised to find that he was just a lovely as the scenery around him.&nbsp; A quick gaze at the boy and Dominic gave him an easy smile.&nbsp; He was, the king thought idly, the most handsome young man he had ever had the pleasure to meet.&nbsp; &nbsp;The princes that had offered themselves to him, the 'escorts' that were kept in a room just down from his own to keep him company should he wish it....none of them compared to the dark haired young man before him.<br><br>Dominic realized he'd said 'sir' and not 'your highness' so he had no clue that he was talking to his king.&nbsp; That suited Dominic just fine.&nbsp; He'd had enough coddling for the day and would appreciate just a few moments of taking part in a normal conversation without all the bowing and 'your highnesses' and half a dozen people waiting at his beck and call to do every little thing for him.<br><br>Sliding easily to the ground, Dominic bowed slightly his head in the standard greeting...well, standard for everyone except the royal family, that was.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"I believe you can," he nodded, his eyes always moving back to the young man before him.&nbsp; "I seem to be lost, and was rather unhappy about the fact until I saw these lovely fields.&nbsp; Are they yours?"<br><br><br><br>(Your post was perfect!&nbsp; :)&nbsp; )
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Kings and Peasants (punkjello &amp; roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 22:57:58</strong>
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				Noah would close his eyes slightly while the cool autumn breeze whipped up against his face, cooling him off from the day's work. The man before him would hopefully not become offended, for Noah did not stop in order to shower admiration and respect on the man. To him, Dominic was only a regular man just like the rest of the peasants, no matter how fancily he might have dressed. At the man's words, revealing his predicament and request, Noah couldn't help but laugh. "Lost? Well indeed you are if you've traveled this far out." His farm was not anywhere near the rest of the peasants' farms, as his own would cover a wider space because of the multitude of produce he was growing. The man looked as if he were completely out of place, perhaps more pampered and proper like some of the noblemen from the greater kingdoms nearby.<br><br>"Thank you very much, sir." He replied to the compliment on the fields he worked so hard on. "Well, not technically, no. My father has owned this property for the majority of his life. His father before him and his father's father have tended to the land here for generations." He responded as he straightened his back up and curled his fingers into the edge of his pocket.<br><br>"Where do you live, sir? Maybe I can point you in the right direction. I haven't traveled outside of my home very much, but I'm likely to be able to help. I've read maps and everything." It was rather hard to find a peasant who could read and write, and even moreso a farmer of all people who had no reason to be reading all the time. He would flash a warm smile to the handsome king, not quite sure on what brought the man here to wander away so far from home, but he wouldn't complain. Noah's tastes were on the different side, at least according to peasant belief. It was wonderful to see such an attractive man this far out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Kings and Peasants (punkjello &amp; roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 06:58:54</strong>
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				Dominic was rather charmed by the young man already, but as he continued, he found himself intrigued.&nbsp; The man was obviously educated, which was a bit rare.&nbsp; He'd done as much as he could for the city, trying to make everyone's life easier, and he'd hoped hs people would take the time to educate their children.&nbsp; <br><br>Instead, they found other things to do - working longer hours, or spending what extra coins they had in town.&nbsp; A good thing, surely, but Dominic, who loved reading more than nearly anything else in the world, thought it was a terrible waste, seeing children working the fields rather than spending their days in the schools he'd made accessible to everyone.<br><br>The king looked a little more closely at the man before him, thinking again that he was quite handsome.&nbsp; "I live..."&nbsp; He nearly made up some tale about living in the shadow of the castle, but he never had been one for lies.&nbsp; "I live in the castle, actually," he shrugged, hoping his companion wouldn't nervous like so many did when they first met him.&nbsp; "Is it far from here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Kings and Peasants (punkjello &amp; roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 12:48:19</strong>
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				It was almost a damn shame to see such a beautiful young lad having to resort to physical labor. It would roughen those soft, delicate hands of his in favor for a more conventional man's own. Nevertheless, Noah did so because he loved his father and he wanted to help him while he was still living. When he finally did pass on, however... Noah had all intention of going out into the world, perhaps broadening his horizons past their own acres of land. This had been his entire world for the majority of his life, for he had never been past the forest and never past the mountains that were rather close by to his home either.<br><br>Being told that this man lived in the castle didn't seem to phase the boy much, who simply rubbed at the back of his neck and smiled. "Forgive me if I don't sound so proper like some of the people in there." He snickered, turning in the direction of the castle to squint. "Let's see..." He thought back to the maps that he had studied and drawn. "I'd say... you ride until nighttime going that way and you'll eventually hit it." He pointed toward the horizon and then looked back up to Dominic, those eyes shimmering brightly as they locked onto the handsome king.<br><br>"I hope that's enough to help." He slipped his hands into his pockets, his informality perhaps setting him apart from many of the men and women that had been trying to court the older man. Whether that was good or bad, they had yet to find out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Kings and Peasants (punkjello &amp; roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 15:56:18</strong>
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				Dominic looked in the direction the young man was pointing and nodded.&nbsp; He had no doubt the other was right, but he suddenly found he was in no hurry to leave just yet.&nbsp; It was nice to be in the company of one who wasn't falling on the ground at his feet for a change.&nbsp; <br><br>And such a handsome man at that!&nbsp; <br><br>Looking for an excuse to stay just a bit longer, he glanced around him.&nbsp; Even from a distance could see the brightly colored appeles in greens, reds and yellows from the orchard.&nbsp; Reaching into his pocket, he came out with a handful of coins.&nbsp; "It seems like quite a long ride...would you perhaps sell me a few of those apples?&nbsp; I just realized I'm starving and they look delicious."
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				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 16:06:41</strong>
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				The boy and his family were not so drawn in solitude that they didn't know what money was. However, seeing such glittering golden money was truly one of the first times that Noah had ever seen such things. Nevertheless, he knew his father would be ecstatic at Noah's success in getting some money for some of their produce. "I'd be more than happy to sell you some fruit, sir." He replied, perhaps a bit too enthusiastically. Was it because money was involved or was it because he just wanted to see a smile on those handsome features of the older man?<br><br>They arrived at the orchard where the lovely apples were practically shining in the setting sunlight. Noah would bring a stool over in order to lift himself up a bit higher, grabbing a variety of apples. About six or seven of them were taken, as Noah estimated that a ride on horseback would be just as long to eat all of them. "Oh!" He exclaimed, as if realizing something of vital importance. He twisted himself around on the stool he was standing on, facing the older man. Quite the gorgeous smile was plastered on the young man's face as he held the apples out to him.<br><br>"Forgive my rudeness. I didn't even ask for your name, sir." He apologized. "Noah." He held his soft hand out to the king for introduction. Perhaps it might be the first time that Dominic had been treated to this kind of informality, but it would be a breath of fresh air as opposed to the stifling conditions of the castle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Kings and Peasants (punkjello &amp; roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 15:47:08</strong>
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				Dominic was quite enchanted as he watched his new friend.&nbsp; He was so full of life and seemed so innocent and honest, not like the people he normally found himself surrounded by who were too busy bowing or trying to anticipate his every need to actually talk with him.&nbsp; He realized he was in no hurry to leave, despite the fact that his guards and his family must have been going a bit crazy by now.<br><br>He accepted the apples, his smile matching Noah's own.&nbsp; Anyone would have been hard pressed not to smile at the boy's enthusiasm.&nbsp; <br><br>"Thank you, Noah, these are perfect, and it's a pleasure to meet you."&nbsp; He carefully packed the apples in a pouch hanging from his saddle, keeping one out to eat then.&nbsp; He took a bite, and watched the other man closely.&nbsp; "My name is Dominic."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Kings and Peasants (punkjello &amp; roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 23:21:19</strong>
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				"Dominic..." Such an exotic name that he had never even heard before. Of course, the man before him was just as exotic as he could hope for, so he found it perfectly fitting for the handsome, taller man. Noah would lift his hand to shield his eyes while the wind picked up a bit, something a bit strange for the rather sunny weather. "Hopefully we get some rain. It's been some time since the crops have gotten a nice soak of rainwater." Plus Noah just enjoyed storms, as he could recall many moments in his past of where he had played in the rain, much to his mother's chagrin.<br><br>"You said you were from the castle." He mused, his hands slipping over his belly to fold together. "What might you be doing at the castle, hm? Not only is it strange for someone to be out here, but for a castleman of all people to wander this far out... what might you do at the castle, Dominic?" He motioned him to take a seat underneath the porch's canopy where they could get out of the sun and enjoy the fresh apples.
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				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 15:45:18</strong>
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				Dominic sat where Noah directed him and rubbed the back of his neck.&nbsp; It felt good to sit somewhere besides on a horse for a while.<br><br>"Oh, I keep quite busy," he shrugged.&nbsp; "I've lived there all my life."&nbsp; There was no getting out of it - he had to tell the boy who he was.&nbsp; He wanted them to be friends, and friendships couldn't start out on a lie.&nbsp; "I'm....well, Noah, I'm the king of these lands, actually.&nbsp; Normally I would have a dozen knights riding with me to vouch for that, but I gave them the slip this morning....and promptly got lost.&nbsp; So...here I am."
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				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 17:21:00</strong>
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				The boy tore into one of his apples, the crunch of it sending the juices down his chin. He would stare off into the horizon where the man came from until he finally spoke up about who he truly was. Sure, he was rather shocked at the revelation since Dominic's name wasn't known so far out here, plus he would never expect a man like him to come out into the wilderness alone. Nevertheless, Noah's demeanor to the man wouldn't change. He simply looked over to the taller man and flashed an award-winning smile, eyes twinkling with delight. "Well thank you, Dominic. For everything you've done."<br><br>"I'm not so certain your advisers and guards are going to be happy when you return, though." He could already picture them screaming and throwing a fit over Dominic's departure, for the king could have been hurt or targeted by crazed assassins. "Ah well. I hope that you don't mind me... not being like those people back at the castle. I much prefer to show the same respect to others, no matter what social standing they hold."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Kings and Peasants (punkjello &amp; roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 17:58:06</strong>
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				Dominic, far from being offended, thought the boy was quite refreshing.&nbsp; He took a bite of his apple and relaxed, now that the awkward revelation of his true identity was out of the way.<br><br>"Oh, I'm sure they're not happy at the moment, but they won't do much more than beg me not to do it again," he shrugged.&nbsp; "And I completely agree....everyone should be respected as if they are a king.&nbsp; I wish more people thought that way.<br><br>As he stared across the fields, lost in thought, he found himself wishing there was someone like Noah around more often.&nbsp; He could imagine the talks they could share over breakfast or while walking in the gardens or...<br><br>His face flushed a bit as, for some reason, he imagined them in bed, curled up together and having long conversation until the wee hours of the morning....and then doing a bit more than talking as well.<br><br>Surprised at himself, he studied the boy beside him in silence for a moment.&nbsp; "How old are you, Noah?&nbsp; And...do you have a wife, husband....anything along those lines?"
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				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 22:14:27</strong>
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				Noah took another bite of his apple and stared at the setting sun that was beginning to dip a bit lower, hiding partially behind the mountains. It was rather strange to have a king out here, an experience that he never imagined having. No king had the right mind to go speak with commoners and dabble in their problems personally, so it was a bit... surreal to have the man here. He wasn't complaining, though. He was thankful for everything that Dominic had done for his people. <br><br>"Mmm?" He looked over to see a light flush spread over the king's face. "I'm eighteen. Just turned eighteen, actually. And no, I'm not married. My father wants me to work here until I find a better place to offer my services." The boy was a very family-oriented individual, as he loved his father greatly and wanted to keep him healthy by doing this work for him. He didn't want to make the older man get out of the house to toil the fields he had worked on for decades already.<br><br>"What about you? I'm certain a king has men and women crawling at his feet, no?" He stuck his tongue out, finishing out the apple afterward. He would toss it into the compost pile before folding his fingers atop his lap and looking over to the handsome older man. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Of Kings and Peasants (punkjello &amp; roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 15:16:55</strong>
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				"Sadly, yes, I do," Dominic sighed, relieved that the boy was over 18, so he didn't feel quite so guilty about his attraction to him..&nbsp; "It gets old after awhile.&nbsp; Not that I'm not grateful, mind you, but it would be nice to have someone like you at the castle.&nbsp; Someone to talk to and just relax with.&nbsp; Not one person at the castle treats me normally."<br><br>Dominic thought that it sounded like he was feeling sorry for himself...when he wasn't .&nbsp; He knew how good he had it and he really was grateful.&nbsp; He was just.....lonely as well.<br><br>He turned to study Noah thoughtfully for a moment, an idea forming in his head.&nbsp; "Noah, how would you like to visit me at the castle for a few days?&nbsp; I can send someone to work the farm for you - one of my best gardners.&nbsp; Think of it as a mini-vacation?
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				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 16:39:57</strong>
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				Usually a man would be quite delighted at having such attention lavished on him, though this man was an exception. Dominic didn't want that sort of lifestyle, but one where he was treated as an equal instead of a higher-up. Noah couldn't say he knew how he felt or anything, but he could only imagine how terrible that kind of life must be. Men, women, friends, acquaintances... all of them treating Dominic as if he were some sacred deity that needed to be worshiped and have every need tended to.<br><br>What he didn't expect was an outright offer for him to come visit Dominic at the castle. "Dominic, I... I'd love to, but--"<br><br>"Go on, Noah." A voice erupted from the doorway where a middle-aged man was standing, cane grasped in his hand. He had an air of handsomeness about him as well, perhaps giving an origin as to where Noah's good looks came from. "I can take care of the farm on my own while you're gone. I'm a lot more capable of taking care of the land than you give me credit for." Sure, it was nice to have a break, but he didn't want to sit around and be idle for the majority of his life.<br><br>"Papa..." Noah murmured, looking up to the man that stood in the doorway. He would turn his attention to Dominic and allow a grin to crack over his face. "I'd love to come visit you, Dominic." He wanted to see more of the world. What better place to start than the castle itself? "I'll go get my things!" He giggled, rushing off quickly to his bedroom to start packing.<br><br>The man's father would let out a sigh and remove the pipe from his lips, smoke billowing out from his mouth. "Just keep an eye on him. He's a sweet kid and while I don't live in the kingdom, I know how people can take advantage of that sort of thing. I'm entrusting you with my son's safety. Whether you're a king or not, if something happens to him, I won't hesitate to make you pay for it."
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