The Tides of Eiren (Angel and S u g a r y) (full)

[Rosalind Bloom]

Liliana smiled and nodded in agreement. "Oh?" She asked, smirking. She wondered if that was where her powers lay... "Yes, three months prior I had a daughter named Bethia." She smiled and then nodded once. "Are you ready to go?" She asked.  

[Queen Historia]

She sighed and looked down. "Not really...But I have no other choice..." she mused then tugged at the fabric of her gown. She bit her bottom lip. No doubt Rowan himself had readied in the time she'd spent in here speaking with his sister and getting ready. Her stomach rumbled, making her realize jus how hungry she was and the fact that hse had not eaten since the night before. And it had only been a bit of bread. She put a hand to her stomach. "Is Rowan escorting me down there?" she asked.

Patrick readjusted his tunic then knocked on the door and opened it slowly. "Are you ready sweeting?" he asked smiling, running fingers through his inky black hair. He was only human but he knew what his wife and her family were. And he was not ashamed at all of the fact.  

[Rosalind Bloom]

Liliana smiled at her then turned to her husband. She had been about to answer her question but she was distracted now that her love was there. "Oh, yes we are rea-" She stopped then narrowed her eyes. She closed her eyes in annoyance then opened them again and groaned. "Watch her please." She instructed Patrick. She didn't say another word then stepped into the hall and screeched rather loudly. "ROWAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She could smell fire. Having heightened senses was something that came naturally with them and she could smell it coming from their father's bedroom as well.

She stormed off down the hall and it didn't take her long to enter the room to find Rowan holding a rather large ball of fire in his hand. "Put. Out. The fire, Rowan." She growled and he turned to look at her. "Aw, why?" He pouted a little and she narrowed her eyes. "Put. It. Out. Or. I'll. Make. You." She didn't usually get pissed but she knew this would be bad if he actually did as he intended to do.

Rowan tossed the ball up in the air then let it look as if it was going to drop on the ground, not bothing to catch it as it started to fall. He really did enjoy messing around as it was obvious and this wasn't the first time his twin sister had to act like a mother with him.  

[Queen Historia]

Patrick offered his hand and gave Breya's a firm shake. "I'm Patrick McAllister...Lily's husband," he smiled. "You really shouldn't mind those two. They love one another...but they are always at the other's throat. Come," he smiled leading her out and toward Rowan's bedchamber. "Put that out damn it Rowan...we've got dinner to go to...formally...stop acting like such a child. Your wife needs you to escort her...Liliana, lets leave these two to their duties shall we," he said with a wink, offering his arm. Breya took a deep breath as she gazed at her husband. It wasn't fair that even after all he had done to her, and for all his selfishness, she still loved him. Still wanted him. She flushed and stepped aside then let her gaze rest on Rowan.  

[Rosalind Bloom]

Rowan blinked then gave another small pout to Patrick. "Aw, you're no fun..." He snapped and the fire vanished into thin air. Liliana rolled her eyes and said, "You keep that up and you'll burn down the castle and damn it all, I just gave you an idea, didn't I?" Rowan smirked deviously then laughed. "If I wanted to have done so, I'd have done it already." Liliana rolled her eyes again then took her husband's arm and led him out. Rowan turned to Breya now and then blinked. He hadn't yet seen her and she looked.... His jaw dropped slightly and it quivered slightly before he closed it. "We... Dinner..." He couldn't even form a sentence right now.  

[Queen Historia]

"Aye...dinner..." Breya said straightening and then moved her fingers over the braid as it hang over her shoulder. "I don't know about you...but I am very hungry..." she cleared her throat, glancing at him. He was dressed farm more impressively than she had ever seen him. She blushed and then steeled herself. She needed to stop. He did not love her and so it was better she stopped entertaining the notion even if Lily had planted the thought into her brain. She readjusted the gown. "Let...Lets go..The sooner I face the wolves the sooner I can disengage myself from them," she said simply.  

[Rosalind Bloom]

Rowan sighed a little and said, "No one but the people you've seen already will be joining us. The only one you really have to worry about is my father... I... I am sorry that I tricked you. I know that it is not enough to make you forgive me but I just wanted to let you know that I am. But... After we eat, I need to speak with you... Obviously, I... Emm... Am not normal so to speak." He rubbed the back of his neck then sighed and asked, "Shall we?"  

[Queen Historia]

Breya looked at him. "I'll think about forgiving you," she said stubbornly even though her foolish being already had. She took his arm slowly. "And yes...I think we shall..." She lowered her gaze for a moment then glanced at him. "I wish...you had never lied to me Rowan. DId you think I would judge you if I knew the truth?" she asked then shook her head. "I may not have married you no, but I would have trusted you. And the sad part is...I still love you...lucky me," she said rolling her eyes then faced forward. "Well come on then...I'm hungry..."  

[Rosalind Bloom]

Rowan nodded and said, "I know, but I didn't know if you'd still help or not. But...It would have happened anyways." The last part he muttered to himself then led her out of the room. She still loved him, though? He was shocked but he actually felt a little happy about that. It didn't take them long to reach the dining hall and when they got there, he helped her sit down across from his seat then went to take his place. She was luckily sitting next to Liliana.  

[Queen Historia]

Breya sat down slowly. Ian sighed. "At least she's decent," he mused then food was placed. She took a deep breath. She had no idea what she was eating but then again it was food and so she thought nothing of eating in silence.

Connor O'Toole, Duke of Loris slowly entered the room and bowed respectfully. "Ah...Rowan...about time you showed yourself in the palace again. I missed your annoying presence..." He chuckled then nodded to Liliana. "Your highness," he smiled then his eyes went to Breya. "Who's this?" he asked taking a seat next to his best friend since Patrick was seated by his wife rather than across from her.  

[Rosalind Bloom]

Rowan smiled as he heard his friend and saw him. "Connor! Long time no see, what brings you here?!" He asked. He didn't know if he'd actually been there for awhile or not. "That would be Breanna but please call her Breya, she prefers that." He smiled a little then nodded. "She's my wife."  

[Queen Historia]

Connor smiled. "Ah...well you did well mate. That's for sure." He smiled and nodded to Breya. "Breya...this lout failed to introduce me. I'm Connor O'Toole, Duke of Loris but since you are now married to my brother in every way but blood, I don't mind if you called me just plain Connor." He smiled.

Breya gave a smile. "Very well then...its nice to meet you Connor," she said simply. She liked him. He had a charismatic air to him. Almost as though all of those that met him would like him.

Connor grinned. "How did you find her? I want one," he smirked looking back at Rowan and massaging his jaw.  

[Rosalind Bloom]

Rowan smirked then shook his head a little. "We'll talk about it later," he said then looked over to Breya. He was happy to see that she was smiling, though, he felt slight jealousy with this. He did want to make her smile too... He hadn't actually planned on caring for the girl but it wasn't his fault either. It was the fact that they were meant for one another. "Well Dolores," he said, using his nickname of Duke and Loris combined for his friend, "What brings you here?"  

[Queen Historia]

Connor rolled his eyes at the nickname and then sighed. "Why do you think? I came here to eat a wonderful supper and then go up and see my godchild. That's what..." He chuckled then looked at Liliana. "How fairs my little Bethia?" he smiled.

Patrick smirked. "She keeps us awake..." he grinned.

Breya glanced at Rowan before looking down at her food. She said nothing, but just continued to eat in silence. It was strange having all of these eyes on her. She was the one that had lived in isolation all of her life. That had scars on her back from being whipped by her drunkard of a father. King Ian was frightful but she doubted he had ever laid a hand on his two children. She put a hand to her stomach after eating her fill then sipped at what she thought was water but was actually wine. She had to cover her mouth at the slight sting of alcohol as it rolled down her throat. She wiped her mouth free of any dribble and then looked down at her lap taking a deep breath.

"Breya..." Ian began. "As soon as dawn arrives tomorrow while my son resumes his royal duties, you will have to begin lessons on being royal and also a medical examination to ensure you have no diseases," he said simply. Breya felt a weight of disgust for her own background drop heavily onto her soul but she just bore it and gave a soft nod. "Of course your majesty."  

[Rosalind Bloom]

Rowan smirked then shook his head a little. It was actually pretty nice to be home, he had to admit. He threw a glance at Breya that said 'don't call him that, it's below you now' then looked back to his food. He already knew that she was clean, he could just feel it. It was a rather odd sensation but he didn't really mind much. After a little bit more talking and eating, Rowan cleared his throat and then looked over to Breya. "Are you finished?" He asked. He could tell she was uncomfortable and wanted to get rid of the information he still knew but she didn't. It was driving him a little mad.