Duke Nicolas Soult
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Roleplay posts: 290 
Age: 27
Physical Description: He is a taller man, standing at 6'2" and weighing about 200lbs. He is fairly lean, and exercises regularly in addition to training, making him incredibly fit. He has brown hair and green eyes that go well with his tanned skin.
Clothes and Equipment: He maintains a modest attire, preferring simple, well-fitted clothing to the gaudy outifts worn by some of Gauldin's other nobility. A black shirt with his family's crest on it (an eagle) combined with gray pants is his preferred attire when not in battle. In battle he wears heavier armor, usually plate without the helmet. A longsword permanently adorns his hip, the blade a family heirloom enchanted by a storm being aeons ago. Lightning crackles up and diwn the blade when it is wielded with the intent to kill.
Registered: Jun 1, 2016 6:56:38 GMT -8
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Post by Duke Nicolas Soult on Sept 27, 2016 8:38:25 GMT -8
"That is absolutely what it means. My social tolerance is exhausted for one day, let us retire for the remainder of the evening my love."
He gestured towards the brothers Jean and Jacques to gather up their coats and follow him, and with Len's hand held tightly in his own, he made a swift exit towards their horses.
<Exit>
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217 
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on Sept 27, 2016 11:01:11 GMT -8
 Screams filled the hallway of the Royal Palace. It was three in the morning, and it seemed that the Crown Prince of Travere had decided to make his entry of the world... now.
"Push, my lady, push," ordered a midwife who held Arianne's elbow to her left. The queen herself was sweaty and pale and exhausted and angry and in pain and frustrated. Her red hair was pulled from her face in a thick braid down her back, and she'd already been changed into a new nightgown given she'd broken her water in the other, but this one was already almost sweat-through.
"I AM pushing!" Arianne ground out. Pillows were stacked behind her, her nightgown was up to her thighs, and her legs were spread, knees up in the air. All of her beautiful, blue-silk bedding had been cast away, and there seemed to be dozens of people in the room -- servants, and doctors, and ladies-in-waiting, but no men. Well, save for the doctor.
"Oh no," Arianne wailed in agony. "Another one is coming," she sobbed, tears coming down her face.
Her mother was by her other side, gripping her as the midwife did. "Bite this, and push hard, darling," she said, cool as a cucumber as the Duchess of Carmean always was, and she put some material in Arianne's mouth.
Sitting up, the contraction took over Arianne's young body and she screamed behind the rag as she tried to push, the doctor waiting to see the baby crown...
But nothing. Arianne was breathing hard, whimpering, in so much pain, and the women to her left and right soothed her and told her to keep going. Another contraction, another scream from Arianne, and she pushed!
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Sept 27, 2016 11:13:31 GMT -8
Renaux passed anxiously outside the door his chambers. He could hear Arianne screaming within. Every part of him wanted to be there by her side while this was happening. But the doctor had told him it was best for him to be outside. Had assured him that a dozen of the countries best midwives, healers, and doctors could see his son safely into this world. That having him in the room fretting would just stress out Arianne.
Despite these reassurances, Renaux still worried. Every nerve in his body put on edge by every scream she let loose. He was quite certain that something was wrong. Pregnancies didn't normally take this long did they? He didn't actually know he should go in and ask. Indeed, he made to do just that. But then Gaspar caught his gaze. The impossibly impeccable butlers utter calm told the king all he needed to know.
So the king of Gauldin satisfied himself with whirling around and smashing his fist into a nearby wall. An action which sent the servants near him scurrying away. Then it is back to pacing. Back and forth, back and forth. "Sky and ruin!" Renaux finally bellowed the most potent curse he knew. He should have done more. He should be the one in pain! It didn't matter that this sentiment wasn't logical. It was how he felt. He'd have never have gotten her with child if he knew it would do this to her!
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on Sept 27, 2016 12:43:43 GMT -8
She screamed and she screamed, enduring the pain and the agony that was child labor. They told her to breathe, but it felt so hot in the room. Her ladies cooled her but it only annoyed her and she wound up snapping at anyone that was too close. Her sweat was coming off of her in gallons, that few strands that had escaped her braid soaked to her forehead and temples.
And then finally, blessed finally, a baby's cry filled the room with hearty lungs and Arianne's body went slack. She could only breathe with glorious relief as pressure lifted from her body. She vaguely felt her mother hugging her tightly and kissing her temple -- which was unusual for the Duchess. And then Arianne was left alone on the bed for a few moments, just breathing, just being.
The doors opened to Arianne's room, and the Duchess stepped out, looking poised and refined as well. She eyed the damage that Renaux did in the hallway, and noted the almost deranged look about the King. Men are such babies, the Duchess thought.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty," she said to him. "You have a son."
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Sept 27, 2016 13:28:03 GMT -8
Under normal circumstances, Renaux would have been embarrassed about being caught in his current state. He was disheveled, sweaty, and practically out of his mind with worry. At some point in the future, if he remembers, he will be quite mortified about his mother in law seeing him so. As it stood, Arianne's and his child's well-being were his only concern. The Duchesses words only serve to calm him down marginally.
"If it's over, then let me through!"
Renaux only barely manages to wait for the Duchess to move before he barrels into the room. His eyes fall first onto Arianne. They always did when she was in a room. She looked worse even than he did and his heart lurches to his throat. He all but runs to her side and takes her hand in his. Looking at her with eyes wide with concern and worry. Only calming when he feels the steady beat of her heart through her palm.
It is only then that he turns to the doctor. The king lets out a long explosive breath. Fighting to regain some semblance of control of himself and his words. Once he is quite certain that he won't do anything stupid. Or at least no too stupid he says voice ragged.
"My son. Let me see my son."
The freshly washed babe is brought to the king wrapped in swaddling cloth. Bright blue eyes stare up at him curiously from the bundle and Renaux lets out a little gasp. Releasing Arianne's hand so he can take the child from the midwife. He cradles the tiny form in his arms, staring down in awe at his child's perfect face. Then he sits down next to Arianne and shows the baby to her.
"Look at what you made."
All his panic, all his fear is forgotten in the face of the result of the labor. The king's heart fills with such a surge of love that he fears he might burst. He had a son and a wife, he had a family again.
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on Sept 27, 2016 13:44:55 GMT -8
The Duchess was smart enough to step to the side when the King went barreling into the room. The windows had been opened to let in fresh air, and the babe had been washed while the queen had been quickly sponge-bathed and a new gown put on her, as well as more comfortable bedding.
She was quiet where she lay, pale and weak, and her eyes were closed. She wasn't sleeping, but merely trying to save up what energy she had left. She felt Renaux's palm slide into her own, grasping it roughly. It hurt, but she wasn't going to say so. Instead, her lashes lifted, and her blue eyes looked into his and she smiled at him, a tired but very satisfied smile of a first-time mother.
The little bundle of joy was handed over to Renaux. The warrior king's large hands all but dwarfed the tiny, delicate being in his hands, with ten perfect fingers and ten perfect toes. He was swaddled up tightly to keep him comfortable, and was no lighter than a bird in Renaux's arms.
From the bed, Arianne sleepily watched her tall and broad husband handled the babe. Her ladies propped up more pillows behind her so she could recline, and love flowed from her eyes as Renaux walked over to her.
He sat beside her and she marveled at her son, reaching to stroke her fingertips over his forehead and cheek. "Hello, darling," she said to her son. Her head tipped to rest against Renaux's shoulder. "What shall we name him?" she murmured quietly. It was evident that the Queen was exhausted after all her work and grief.
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Sept 27, 2016 14:24:28 GMT -8
It was for the best that Arianne didn't mention he'd squeezed too hard. The in oration would have likely sent him into a tizzy. Fortunately his carelessness didn't extend to the babe. The king handled his son as though the child was made of glass. As though he were afraid that if he squeezed too hard the babe might vanish.
Renaux offers the child to Arianne. She was tired but he is certain that she'd have strength enough to cradle the babe. He sighs as she settles her head against his shoulder. Shifting his neck slightly so he can press a gentle kiss to the top of her head. Her question is considered carefully and his response is quiet but fheartfelt.
"I'd like to name him Voltaire after my father. The Crown Prince Voltaire Travére the Second. What do you think?"
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on Sept 27, 2016 15:34:27 GMT -8
When she thought she had no energy left, her son came into her arms. She cradled him close, the gentle weight of him in her arms bringing tears to her eyes. She cuddled her face close to see, and just inhaled the sweet, new baby scent of him.
Perfect.
"Voltaire Maximillien," she added gently as her husband kissed her on top of her head. It was a tender family moment -- their first -- and the Duchess corralled everyone else out of the room to leave the King and the Queen and the Crown Prince alone.
It wouldn't be much longer that the bells could be heard ringing, and merriment filled the streets. An heir! A crown prince was born! Long Live Prince Travere!
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Sept 27, 2016 17:29:16 GMT -8
Renaux slips his arm around Arianne's shoulder his eyes drawn back to little Voltaire. He nods his agreement to the additional name. Voltaire Maximillien Travere, it certainly had a ring to it. The king reaches down to gently stroke the babes cheek. The child's skin is smooth, soft, and perfect the child letting out a little burble at the contact.
"He's perfect."
Renaux whispers those words and then falls silent. Just basking in the moment, their first as a family. The noise and rejoicing outside not mattering to him one whit. They were together and safe in their happy little bubble. It wasn't what he'd wanted out of life but in that moment he realizes this is far better.
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on Sept 27, 2016 20:21:04 GMT -8
"Renaux," Arianne said, exasperation in her voice as her ladies dressed her in the dressing room that had a basinet in it as well.
She had taken to motherhood like a fish to water, and loathed to be away from her child. The meetings for her Good Works and charities were usually held in her private apartments now, and she unabashedly breast fed during financial updates from the Lords and Masters of bearing, who usually blushed and averted their gazes.
It had been a month since Voltaire's birth, and anyone who saw the child marveled at his strength and beauty (then again, its not like anyone would tell the King and Queen of Gauldin that their child had flaws).
"Look at this," Arianne said with a frustrated sigh and gestured to her breasts. They had always been rather... pleasing and plump, but breast feeding and milk had really done wonders to ah... expand their lushness. "I have had my gowns expanded, and this gown itself was custom made to my specific shape and still." The scoop neck of her gown really displayed them. They would be a perfect showcase for the amethyst jewels she planned on wearing.
Today was the day that Voltaire would be baptized and officially crowned heir. The month long wait was a morbid tradition, given that many newborns didn't even live this long. Arianne was restless as well. She needed to go out. She needed to move. The redhead had never been very well behaved indoors, and with over half a year where she had been forbidden from physical activity, she was just raring to go. Her temper was flaring lately, making her cheeks blossom pink and her blue eyes sparkle like sapphires.
"I might pop a button and put out the Archmagus' eye," she said as moved off the said and toward a row of dressers where she planned to cover up more of her skin with a fichu.
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Sept 28, 2016 6:44:23 GMT -8
Renaux had taken to being a parent almost as well as Arianne. Though his duties often kept him busy during the course of the day, he always kept his evenings free to be with his son. Returning to their rooms and playing with his son on the floor. An occurrence that more often than not leads to him falling asleep on the floor. An uncomfortable position to wake up in but one he was willing to suffer through.
The king was longing in the dressing room waiting for Arianne to be ready. Voltaire was out of his bassinet and in the king's arms, giggling happily as Renaux gently tickles his belly. The king looks up when he's addressed eyes falling to his wife her words bringing an amused chuckle to his throat. He'd had some complaints about her behaviour and his lack action had lead to rumors that he couldn't control. Which he supposed was true. Though it was more he never tried to control her. He doted on his wife just as much as he doted on his child and he'd spoiled both of them.
Renaux's eyes are drawn to Arianne's bosom when she draws attention to its current state. This was not the first time she'd complained about the swelling. Though he hadn't minded it so much. Well, he waits for her to finish her complaining he lifts Voltaire up into the air. Laughing as his child giggles in delight at being so high.
"Though I would pay to see your bosom perform such a feat, I am sure it won't come to that."
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on Sept 29, 2016 7:12:46 GMT -8
She laughed a little as she drew out a scarf of sheer, iridescent make, delicate and expensive and wrapped it around her neck. A ladie helped her tuck it in around the neckline of her gown so it looked to be a part of its make, helping to cover some of the bountiful, creamy flesh that was on display.
"I'm glad one of us will be amused by it," she told him, tongue in cheek, her blue eyes merry and bright. She was far more pleased with her appearance now, and she put on her jewelry next as a lady settled her ceremonial crown into her silken scarlet hair. The baby was showing signs of dark hair, like his father.
A knock on the door had the Duchess sweeping through. "Arianne, what on earth is around your shoulders?" She asked.
"I can't wear this gown in public," she said as she moved toward her husband and child. "I will fall right out of it."
"Nonsense," she said and she plucked the material right out of Arianne's dress, putting her elegant neck, slender shoulders, delicate collarbones, graceful shoulder blades... and roooound bosom on display again, where the amethyst and diamond necklace she wore sparkled brightly. "Much better. Don't you agree, Your Highness?" The Duchess asked Renaux.
Arianne rolled her eyes and swept Prince Voltaire into her arms from her husbands grasp. A lady already had a blanket for him, and was also carrying the cap he would be wearing. At least while she held her child, she wasn't quite so obvious. Many women at court wore a fashion that put things on such display, but Arianne usually preceded a more subtle sensuality.
"We're late," Arianne said, waspish because her mother was near, frustrated because she didn't like her gown, antsy because she didn't like being cooped up inside, and nervous about being on display for this grand ceremonial event.
"The King and Queen are never late, darling," the Duchess corrected and Arianne shot Renaux a look that read "kill me now" as they headed out the door for the cathedral.
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Sept 29, 2016 9:26:55 GMT -8
Renaux eyed his wife critically. She looked positively ravishing in the dress even if it was on the borderline of obscene. Though he had to admit the scarf made the ensemble far more alluring. Adding just that hint of modesty that said she may be proud of how she looks but you had to work for a glimpse. His approval was obvious in his eyes and he was about to voice it aloud when the duchess arrived.
The wilful woman immediately decided the scarf just had to go. Renaux suppressing an urge to roll his eyes at the Duchesses presumption. She was his mother in law and she could take certain liberties, even if those liberties were with the king and queen. The older woman turned and asked him for his opinion and his response is delivered with a smile.
"Your daughter is a vision."
Something that was positive enough to sound like agreement without actually being agreement. He waits until the duchess is looking the other way allowing Arianne to scoop Voltaire from his hands. Once he is sure no one is looking he snags the scarf and pockets it. Once they were alone he'd help her get it back on. Renaux comes up next to Arianne and slips his arm about her waist pressing a kiss to her temple.
"At least you are getting out of the palace."
Her murmurs encouragingly lips feathering against her skin. Then he slips his arm from her waist and through hers. The king and queen were ready to go.
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Oct 3, 2016 16:04:27 GMT -8
<A few hours later>
Renaux returned to their bed chamber and stewed and worried. Everything had been going so well, but now it felt like he'd destroyed everything he'd worked toward. It was an odd sensation for the king a familiar one, but not a welcome one. He was feeling the anxiousness that had once plagued him so when he'd first met Arianne.
Over time with her love and help he'd grown. The shy introverted person he'd been privately and the outgoing and commanding king he'd been in public had slowly melded together. It had happened slowly and naturally over time and he hadn't noticed the change until now. Now that he was worried she may be mad at him all those little anxieties bubbled back to the surface and he found he didn't much like it. Still there was nothing he could do so he just sat at his desk worrying at a piece of paper unsure of what to do.
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on Oct 3, 2016 16:21:02 GMT -8
The door to their large, expansive bedroom clicked quietly behind her when she stepped inside and saw Renaux bent over his desk. He was such a large and towering figure, that the desk he sat at was once she personally commissioned to better accommodate his height and long legs. A smile twitched at her lips, but she schooled it away if he turned to look at her. "I informed the servants that we'd be eating dinner in here tonight," she said, her tone indifferent as she traveled through the room to the suite of doors that led to her boudoir and changing room. "Unless you had plans to be elsewhere?" she asked, calling to him since she could no longer be seen. Getting out of her leathers was an easy task -- far easier than getting out of a dress and all of its accoutrements -- so she easily undressed herself and slid into a silky robe that was tied at her waste and felt delicious against her skin.  She stepped back out, a silver brush in her hand as she sat down on the long, ornate bench at the end of their bed, crossing her legs -- her bare, naked legs -- and gathered her rich, red hair over her shoulder so she could begin to brush it. "What are the names of the pegasi?" she asked him, assuming that they were already named as she was fairly sure her own gelding was of a middling age and had a previous owner. They didn't keep prime horseflesh like that just idling through its prime years. |
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Oct 3, 2016 16:37:39 GMT -8
When Arianne entered Renaux sat up straight, bracing himself for the storm he was sure would come. Instead, she talks to him calmly as she makes her way across the room. His mouth falls agape in surprise as she enters the boudoir and he shakes his head in wonderment. Then she is asking a question and he snaps his mouth closed, swears quietly since he bit his tongue and finally answers.
"No, I have no other plans."
Just the faintest glimmer of hope enters Renaux mind that perhaps Arianne isn't mad at him. He fosters that hope but decides not to test it by doing something stupid like asking if she is angry. Instead, he watches as she emerges in her robes and watches her form as she brushes her hair. Sky, even when he was worried he couldn't help but appreciate how lovely she was.
"The gelding is named Argent, the foal is Neige. The are being kept in the palace stables with Soliel so you will be able to visit whenever you'd like."
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on Oct 3, 2016 16:47:00 GMT -8
She was faintly amused by the way he watched her like he couldn't tell if she was going to attack or purr. Men were sometimes darling creatures, and the older she became, the more aware she became of the power she had in her feminine wiles. King Renaux went almost unchallenged in his day to day life -- it was her duty, to him and to the kingdom, to keep him on his toes.
"I'm not sure I like the name Argent," she said, stroking the brush through her hair, examining the ends of her hair, and completely aware of how she must look, curvy and lush, and one untied bow away from being naked. "Or Neige."
The "event" that had happened in the meadow seemed to fill up the room like the elephant neither one of them was going to bring up. Or, at least, Arianne wasn't going to.
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Oct 3, 2016 17:15:01 GMT -8
"Not much you can do about Argent, it's been his name for thirty years. Given to him by his first rider. I doubt he'd respond to any other. As to Neige, well that is for Voltaire when he is older to change as he wishes."
If she wasn't going to bring up the elephant than neither would he. Indeed, Renaux resolved to act as though the event hadn't happened. So he gets to his feet and moves to where Arianne sits. Large hands come to rest on her shoulders and he gently massages them, as he often did well she brushed her hair. She'd always said the massage helped her sore shoulders and back during the pregnancy, with the extra weight she'd been carrying he wasn't surprised.
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 14:59:45 GMT -8
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Post by Queen Arianne on Oct 3, 2016 17:25:15 GMT -8
"We'll see," she said in a light tone, and gave him an arch look when he got that kingly tone about him again. It might be that she'd have to stick with Argent -- she really didn't mind the name at all, but she'd wanted to dig a little under her husband's skin -- but it might be that with her own training with horses, she'd manage to get him to come to something that was at least similar.
When he moved behind her to massage her shoulders as had grown his semi-often habit, she slipped away, standing and putting her brush down on a nearby end table. "By the time Voltaire is old enough to name him, the foal will be used to the name," she said conversationally, gesturing with her brush as she walked back to the boudoir to return it, a sway to her hips, her body faintly outlined beneath the thin silk material by the way the flamed sconces of the room danced their light off her features.
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Oct 3, 2016 17:41:42 GMT -8
Renaux sighs as she slips away from his grasp. Arianne was definitely playing some kind of game with him, though he wasn't certain what the game was. If she was angry she was hiding it well, but he couldn't imagine what else it could be. The question was how would he respond? Deciding that if she was going to run he would chase, he gets up and follows her to the boudoir.
"You forget Pegasus are intelligent and loyal creatures. Many foals are given names young, but they don't have a rider until they are full grown. Once Voltaire earns Neige trust, the foal will accept a new name if it's from him. Argent still remembers his first rider and his second respected the name of the first."
Unless she closed the door in his face he'd follow her right into the boudoir. If she did slam the door then he'd content himself with standing outside as he spoke. Either way he'd lean up against a wall and cross his arms as he waits for her to do whatever it is she's doing.
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