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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Sept 2, 2008 19:09:30 GMT -5
Nessa smiled back to him.
"Of course you will. We have to show you all the things Amala will get for the journey. Right, Amala?"
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Post by Amala on Sept 2, 2008 20:18:42 GMT -5
"Yup yup!"
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Post by Nessa Telemnar on Sept 2, 2008 20:31:57 GMT -5
Nessa smiled and lifted up her daughter.
"Let's start with the visit at Rainfall's house. If we are going to buy you clothes, I want to start early tomorrow. They'll have a new fashionista visiting there."
She looked at Ramses.
"I'll see you tomorrow after the shopping trip."
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Post by Amala on Sept 2, 2008 20:35:22 GMT -5
"Bye Daddy!" Amala said after grabbing the bag and running out in front of her mother. Ramses laughed and awaited the bookseller .
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Post by Ramses II on Mar 8, 2009 3:55:05 GMT -5
**NEARLY 18 YEARS LATER BECAUSE WE LIKE TO KEEP IT REAL ROUND HERE**
Ramses leaned back in his office, looking no older than he did years before, with a look of determination on his face.
He had established himself in the community as a trustworthy business man with a heart of gold. His daughter had taken the highest marks in everything she came to and had been awarded some of the most prestigious awards in the kingdom.
He couldn't have been more proud of the one child he had that he cared about.
But he had promised her something years before, something she remembers oh so very well.
He promised her a kingdom.
"Daddy will deliver, soon sweet heart, soon."
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Post by Amala on Mar 8, 2009 19:45:20 GMT -5
Amala lay lazily in the back of the bookshop reading a book she's read a million times before.
Cinderella.
Sighing loudly she threw the book down and tied her belt to her waist, readjusting her sword "I'm going out father, I will be back late."
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Post by Ramses II on Mar 8, 2009 19:46:36 GMT -5
Ramses looked up to see his daughter standing in the door way "Where are you off to at such a late hour?"
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Post by Amala on Mar 8, 2009 19:51:25 GMT -5
"To spar" she shifted her weight, at her age, she would have all ready been promised to a man, and married with a child on the way. But her father had protested against any prospects, saying that she would have her prince soon enough.
She was almost 20, a woman in all aspects of the word, but had never even been in the presence of another man other than her father, for more than 10 minutes before being called away.
Thus why she had learned to fight, at least then she could at least see the opposite sex, even if it meant on the other side of the sword.
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Post by Ramses II on Mar 8, 2009 19:53:23 GMT -5
"To spar?" He sat up "You have been off to the ring four times this week, is there something wrong?"
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Post by Amala on Mar 8, 2009 19:59:26 GMT -5
"No father, it's nothing, I just feel as though I haven't been practicing enough, that is all" she forced a smile "do not worry, I am fine."
She ran a hand through her long brown hair and bit in to her lip "Have you been to the palace?"
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Post by Ramses II on Mar 8, 2009 20:01:23 GMT -5
"Not in a while" he smiled "but I have been, I grow closer to the king with each visit, do not worry my love, everything is going according to plan."
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Post by Amala on Mar 8, 2009 20:02:46 GMT -5
"Has it?" She sighed "It's no matter, do not wait up for me" she gave a short bow and left the house .
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Post by Ramses II on Mar 8, 2009 20:20:38 GMT -5
His brow furrowed at her comment, but before he could respond she had left the room.
She had been right however, she was 19, she should have been sitting on that throne years ago.
He stood up and gathered his coat and soon left the house.
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