![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
video ♛ sᴇᴇ ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴡᴏᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜɪs ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ
[ The feed switches on suddenly, image nothing more than blur of images and sounds, it is pure luck that it stills to focuses (haphazardly) on a woman ─ wild eyed and pale, gasping, with leaves still in her hair. She levels the tablet with a dissatisfied look, debating whether or not to toss the cursed thing or inspect it further.
The latter would be harder giving her present condition and any curiosity she may have been feeling has been burnt away by exhaustion and anger.
How dare they ─
The camera jerks suddenly and she lets out a pained cry, tablet falling out of her hand to skid across the ground far from her reach. Though, to be honest, the device is the least of her concerns right now. ]
Emrys. [ She grits her teeth, and pushes herself up from the ground. (off camera)
Too proud to ask for help, too stubborn and angry to realize she needs help. My, what will we do with you, young lady?
So enjoy the view of the top of some house and the sky, for that is all you shall be getting. At least until the feed shuts itself off. ]
The latter would be harder giving her present condition and any curiosity she may have been feeling has been burnt away by exhaustion and anger.
How dare they ─
The camera jerks suddenly and she lets out a pained cry, tablet falling out of her hand to skid across the ground far from her reach. Though, to be honest, the device is the least of her concerns right now. ]
Emrys. [ She grits her teeth, and pushes herself up from the ground. (off camera)
Too proud to ask for help, too stubborn and angry to realize she needs help. My, what will we do with you, young lady?
So enjoy the view of the top of some house and the sky, for that is all you shall be getting. At least until the feed shuts itself off. ]
action;
By whom, milady?
action;
My brother's men, knights. [ Not so much of a lie, there were many knights and soldiers, though she cut down most. ] They were to kill me.
action;
Yer own brother. [ Jane, he thinks. She reminds him of Jane, running from her own blood-uncle who is trying to get her married to some disgusting old merchant for the sake of his own money. Jane, before she becomes what she is now, no longer the sweet lady Sharpe has loved. ]
What is yer brother's name, milady? If he is here, I'll make sure he can't come near you.
[ It is an officer's duty. ]
action;
She manages a smile, grateful and relieved, when she is more pleased than anything. This is simpler than she thought it'd be. ]
Arthur. [ She begins. ] His name is Arthur Pendragon.
[ She hugs her arms close to herself, looking the part of the scared and hurt girl being wrongly hunted. Perhaps it is not necessary, from his words she has already hooked him to her plight, solidified his protection, but she does it regardless. ]
action;
Yer safe here, milady. I promise that, on me honour.
[ He closes his eyes and lets out a soft breath. When he opens them again, his green eyes are flashing in anger. ]
I know that name. Spoke to him before, and he calls himself a Prince [ he sneers at the title - he might not think much of a Prince Regent, but aren't royalty supposed to behave better than to send men to hurt one young lady? ]. There's a woman here, her name is Gwen.
[ Beat. ] Or something near that sound. She mentions knowing him. Do you know her, milady? Is she a friend of yers?
[ Sharpe doubts it, given the lavish praise Gwen has been piling upon that bastard Princeling. But he doesn't know much about this situation, and it can't hurt to ask. ]
action;
Yet it fades at the word Prince and confusion takes it's place. The last she remembers Arthur shrugged off that mantle after his birthday, replacing it with King after Uther's death. How is it that he is still Prince? ]
Gwen?
[ It takes all of her willpower not to let her anger through, to push in down for the sake of her ploy. ]
I did, I knew her once. [ It should be enough, the neutral tone she adopts, not angry or sad. In truth her conversation with Gwen left her frustrated and confused, wanting to hate her for what she has undoubtedly already done regardless of her self confessed innocence. ]
action;
Instead, he puts an arm on her, nudging her out of the bathroom towards the bedroom and the bed inside. ]
She was praising Pendragon ta high heavens. [ A little wryly. ]
action;
Fingers tightening around the fabric of his jacket she allows him to move her from the bathroom, eyes downcast as they move. ]
She would, her heart belongs to him.
action;
A servant girl falling fer a prince. [ He snorts quietly. ] That ain't going ta end well fer her.
action;
Perhaps not. [ Her dream says otherwise, her dream says that servant girl becomes Queen. Her dream says she will sit upon Morgana's throne.
A dream that strong and that persistent is unlikely to be wrong, it may have already come to pass. ]
The future is difficult to know, much less predict. [ Without thinking she reaches for the bracelet around her wrist. ]
action;
Aye, [ he says instead, and he glances at her bracelet. ]
That something important to you?
action;
It was a gift, from my sister. [ Her thumb brushes over the metal, almost affectionately. ] We shared the same mother, she meant everything to me. [ Inhale. ]
I must confess, I am quite tired.
action;
Sleep, milady. I'll watch out fer you.
action;
Stay close, until I am asleep. [ It is a weak request, something she doubts he can deny. If she knows anything for certain, it is that he is quite weak when faced with a vulnerable woman. ]
action;
He has a vow to Lucille to keep, hasn't he? How can he break it so easily? ]
action;
For some time she lays in silence simply listening, to something, to him, to everything, but her exhaustion is by no means fake. Soon enough she succumbs and falls asleep, guards lowered and breathing easily.
A sleeping beauty, in every sense of the word. ]