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With Ivan leading the way, Charlotte followed him towards the back of the room, not thinking much of it. Though as he pulled the shelf to reveal a hidden pathway in the castle, her eyes widen and her face showed some amusement in it. "That's interesting," She said to him, already thinking about the different ways to use the pathway. She couldn't help but wonder how many there were and all the places that they could go. Maybe it would be a good way to move around the castle when she wanted to be left alone or kept hidden.
"Sure but you should have two good arms," The Princess pointed out to him, her nose wrinkling a bit at the thought. It really bothered her that Ivan had gotten hurt so much having to protect her. Of course, she was thankful for it. Charlotte certainly would have died if he didn't intervene but... She took a deep breath and tried her best not to think about her situation too much. Though she couldn't help but note that this place might be the living embodiment of Hell for her.
"I just want to relax." Charlotte told him. "Maybe you can show me around later?" There was no doubt that she just wanted to go lay down. As much as the tour around the castle was a good idea, and she did want to see more of the secret pathways, she wasn't up for it at the moment. First, she wanted to rest. Then maybe try to piece together what she should do. New husband, new home and a country that didn't seem to like her very much. She needed to think of a plan but who knew if she would be ready to do that in the next 24 hours.
Laying her hand down on top of Ivan's, Charlotte stepped out of the pathway and into his bedroom. Once she felt his hand leave hers to push the bookcase back into place, she glanced around his room slowly, trying her best to take it in, to get a feel for who Ivan was, if she could from it at all. This was where she was going to be staying for... well, who knew how long. A while, at least. Now that they were in 'their' bedroom, the princess pulled off her traveling cloak, which was now soaked in blood at the bottom and had splatters along it from the fitting and the blood that ended up all over the carriage.
With Ivan leading the way, Charlotte followed him towards the back of the room, not thinking much of it. Though as he pulled the shelf to reveal a hidden pathway in the castle, her eyes widen and her face showed some amusement in it. "That's interesting," She said to him, already thinking about the different ways to use the pathway. She couldn't help but wonder how many there were and all the places that they could go. Maybe it would be a good way to move around the castle when she wanted to be left alone or kept hidden.
"Sure but you should have two good arms," The Princess pointed out to him, her nose wrinkling a bit at the thought. It really bothered her that Ivan had gotten hurt so much having to protect her. Of course, she was thankful for it. Charlotte certainly would have died if he didn't intervene but... She took a deep breath and tried her best not to think about her situation too much. Though she couldn't help but note that this place might be the living embodiment of Hell for her.
"I just want to relax." Charlotte told him. "Maybe you can show me around later?" There was no doubt that she just wanted to go lay down. As much as the tour around the castle was a good idea, and she did want to see more of the secret pathways, she wasn't up for it at the moment. First, she wanted to rest. Then maybe try to piece together what she should do. New husband, new home and a country that didn't seem to like her very much. She needed to think of a plan but who knew if she would be ready to do that in the next 24 hours.
Laying her hand down on top of Ivan's, Charlotte stepped out of the pathway and into his bedroom. Once she felt his hand leave hers to push the bookcase back into place, she glanced around his room slowly, trying her best to take it in, to get a feel for who Ivan was, if she could from it at all. This was where she was going to be staying for... well, who knew how long. A while, at least. Now that they were in 'their' bedroom, the princess pulled off her traveling cloak, which was now soaked in blood at the bottom and had splatters along it from the fitting and the blood that ended up all over the carriage.
November 17th, 2020 at 02:54pm