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Amalie couldn't help and giggle a little at Clef's voice, hiding her mouth with her gloved hand. "Your speech could use refinement but the attempt was showing potential." The giggles stop soon and she looks around. "While the teenage girl inside me longs for a visit to town, I have to inquire... is it a good idea to leave the castle with three less knights at such a vital time?"

"Your worries are respectable,Amalie but we won't be away for long." Riesbyfe replied half lying. There was no was for him to know how long they will be out for but there were a lot of other knights present or in the near vicinity at least which eased his worries. "Almost every knight is nearby,you can rest easy. Come on,you won't have many opportunities like that in the future and we'll also get to know each other better!" he added,following up on what Clef said. Riesbyfe and Clef were quite good friends because they had a few things in common but Amalie,for Riesbyfe's perspective,was just in a completely different league. Her fame made her almost impossible to approach since Riesbyfe was always worried about tainting her reputation.



Enzo kept muttering "I get it,I get it." when she picked up what the Leader was implying. "If it goes badly,no matter how prepared we are,when we get in,we will be surrounded and they will probably be outnumbering us." she said as she used the most advanced vocabulary in her arsenal. "You better make this clock spell thingy work.The hell do clocks have to do with breakin' in?" she added,whispering the last part at Hadeed.

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"..." Amalie met Riesbyfe with a glare... one that many people, knights and lesser, have gotten before. It was described as "strictly beautiful", "a mix between enchanting and intimidating" or "gracefully examining your soul" but all the descriptions have one thing in common: You did not want to be the person she looked at.

... her gaze went to Clef then instead, somehow not changing a single muscle in her face before she closes her eyes. "... answer this truthfully. If I declined that offer, would you still leave with just the other knight in hand and leave me behind?" Her voice, the tone, the attitude... it changed. From a gentle and royal knight... to that of a fearsome and merciless commander.

Clef

Tipping on their toes as they listened to Riesbyfe explain the trip awaiting them, they nod with a sense of certainty. What he is saying is true, after all. The castle would be all good without them for a few seconds, minutes, hours—and truth be told, it'd really soothe Clef's worries. Like they'd ever say that out loud, though.

Although just as quickly as the great atmosphere appeared, the mood shifted, sending sweat down Clef's spine as Amalie turns to look at them. Almost bending backwards to stay away from her while still standing in their spot, they realize there's nothing else they can do but respond.

“Nah, that'd be rude,” they fidget with their hair. “Wouldn't it?”

Claude perked up at the voice of his mother, “I accidentally stayed up last night studying” he said while turning around to face her. His whole demeanor had shifted when he started to talk with his mother, he seemed oddly outgoing. “Are you ready for the ceremony?” He asked as he struggled to contain a yawn. Claude straightened his posture as he continued to spread sauce on his sandwich bread. Benny had started pacing around the queens legs to try and get attention.

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Tarin grimaced. "...A cloaking spell will help, yes, and we will take quite literally anything you have to slip us in undetected, Damien. With that being said, how does everyone feel about our little group being armed?" She looked around. "Nothing too obvious---unless, of course, someone has a suggestion that would allow us to take things like broadswords and crossbows and whatever else in with us. God forbid we get caught, but I feel like we should be ready to defend ourselves."

Damien nodded, writing notes down in his book. The idea of violence made him anxious, but if it means protecting himself and the members of the Wasteland, then so be it. Once he finished writing, he looked up at everyone else, scanning the room.


"I suppose I am, yeah. I've done it so many times that it just kind of feels like a routine at this point." The Queen shrugs, continuing to pet Benny. After a few seconds, she stands up straight, brushing off her jumpsuit. "Hey, do you want me to make that for you? You know it's always better when Mom does it." She smiles.

The Wasteland Leader nods. "Sure. We can go in with some concealed weapons just in case things don't all go according to plan." She thinks again as she looks at the people gathered before her. "Alright, so the current plan is to sneak in undetected, stay amongst the people in attendance, and then storm the stage when the moment is right." She waited to see if anyone would object to it.

Noah continues to think about the ceremony. He wonders if he could add any fun to it, as it is a pretty boring event. Other than the knight and page assignments, of course. As he thinks about it, he carefully walks into the event hall. He takes in the familiar sight, and continues to walk forward. He sits down in a seat in the front row, directly in front of the lectern in the middle of the stage.

"Hm..." Amalie... pauses. She was actually considering it, averting her eyes before clearing her throat and nodding. "Since it is obvious you would... I cannot let you go off grounds without proper supervision, no? I'll escort you and such, but the moment I turn back, you two better accompany. Understand?"

(forgive my lack of proof readinf it is 1 am)

Ava looked at Heart and flung an arm around her. "Buddy, pal, my sibling ever..." They started "I have... a thing. That I must tend to, you see, it is so very important." They let go of Heart to instead raise their arm in a dramatic gesture, as if they were about to faint. "I can not bear to wait any longer. It is a need." They turned back to looking at her, waiting for a response.
Heart simply sighed, again, and gave Ava a pat on the shoulder. "I understand. I will help retrieve the food for the others." She smiled at them, despite all her anger, and noticed Ava reply with a grin. "I suppose I could grab something from the kitchen, if I am quiet enough..." Heart isn't the biggest fan of stealing things- not because she thinks theft from the royals is wrong, but because they aren't quite fond of being caught. Or just the possibility of being caught. She usually leaves it to Ava, who somehow manages to get out of trouble nonetheless, but now is a dire situation apparently. She can try for their sake. "You are to accompany me, right...?" She tilted her head to the side.

Ava headed back out after confirming that Cerys Has Totes Got This, very confident in that their job here is done. For now, at least. So their mind was set on just one agenda: Noah. So. The usual. They ran multiple places he could be in through their head, so, like, anywhere, really. They peeked around multiple rooms, invoking a couple of surprised yells (oops), until they finally reached the event hall. Ah. Of course.
Their field of vision immediately blocked everything else out as they walked and waved enthusiastically towards Noah. "HELLO!! Haiiii..." They smiled.

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hadeed part goes here . in the morning inshallah xoxo

“Yes please” Claude said to his mother as he set down the knife. “I think the ceremony will go good this year. Noah is good at these types of things. I may even be a little excited to see how he runs it” he suggested while cleaning up some mess he made on the counter.

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Riesbyfe held up his left hand to conceal his ear-to-ear smile as he was at ease again. "We really would not leave you behind,Amalie. Your words really do cut deeper than your blade sometimes..." he added. "But no matter,we are glad you will supervise us and we will also make sure you have some fun before the main event as well." he suggested.





Enzo kept nodding at each and every point the leader emphasised. "No objections here. After we 'storm the stage'..." she quoted the leader. "...what'd we do then? Ask for food and money?" she leaned in,curiously expecting an answer. Even though she did agree to a non-violent approach,that wouldn't make them any better than beggars even though they have some sort of weapons at their disposal.

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"Your words imply that you felt the edge of my blade before." Amalie thinks for a bit, she wants to show them her playful side. It wasn't all royalty and poshness... So, deciding to toy with the fellow knight by showing a rather sadistic side, she leans closer, silently whispering with a more seductive tone. "Unless you want to." Her grin did not vanish... It grew wider.

As he was listening to Amalie's words,Riesbyfe suddenly felt breathing and a more calm voice almost next to his ear which resulted in him getting goosebumps. "Ahhh,no no no..." he repeated,recovering from getting startled. "...the rumors suffice." He shook his arms as a means to calm down the hair that stood on end. It was surprising to see Amalie act that way since everyone was talking about her sword-wielding skills and etiquette. He knew she wasn't only an elegant killing machine but their lack of interaction caused him to think of her as unpredictable.

[felt like bumping this lol]

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Twig quickly nods and slides into the room through the window. "Lead the way." They whisper, carefully surveying the room. It seemed to look like any other normal royal room, at least from the ones they had seen so far.

Noah turns and sees Ava. He waves back. "Hi." He stands up and looks around to see if anyone would notice if he snuck away. Nobody. He carefully walks over to the entrance of the dining hall. "Come on, I want to show you something." A smile creeps onto his face.

The Wasteland Leader carefully taps her fingers on the table. "Well, I presume we would convey our message to the kingdom and show that their leader haven't been quite honest with them. As much as it could help, I would prefer if we stayed away from making any large demands and simply show them that we aren't bad people." She leans back and continues to think about the rest of the plans.

Amalie goes back to her typical posture: straight and noble. Seems like her little attempt on casual demeanor did not have the expected, or rather desired, result. "Anyhow, when is your dese- erhm, I mean... field trip... planned?" The knightmaid was not used to this, it takes some time for her to adapt... so for now, she would try to talk in a more common vernacular than before.

Riesbyfe's body slightly moved as if to answer Amalie's question but before he could open his mouth to the point of being noticed he only cast a glance at Clef,waiting for their reply. The way they suggested this little excursion seemed as if the answer would be "right now" but Riesbyfe was already embarrassed enough for one day.



Enzo audibly sighed,squirming against the wall before walking closer to the table and placing her elbow on Hadeed's shoulder to stand comfortably. "...And if they don't listen? It's our skin we're puttin' on the line here. Leavin' after making ourselves known ain't gonna be as easy as breakin' in." She didn't want to be that person,the one to be leery and almost cross the line during these meetings but Enzo can't just stay idle when the Leader is being that optimistic regarding the enemies.

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