Where The Princess Goes, I Go.

Where the princess goes, I go. 

Erin Kellyman as JADE CLAYMORE

I would love to sleep, but my cold said no.

So, Brunhilde was well prepared and took initiative. Interesting. No wonder the cooking staff liked her so much. Maybe it was too bad their paths had never crossed, never had reason to cross. When Jade was attending royal dinners as Kit’s plus one, Brunhilde was working them. And Jade barely worked in the palace. Not since she’d found her place in the stables and with the Pacalcade. And if she were in the castle, Kit had her full attention. That was just how things were.

“Sorry about your muffins. They’re, uh- They’re earning quite the reputation. Very popular. Airk raves about them,” Jade said. And that was the truth. Airk had insisted she and Kit try the buttered muffins. They’d laughed at first, because Airk was Airk. But he’d been right.

“So, I got all the leg wears on. The cuirass clasps and ties,” Jade began gesturing to different straps along the sides of the chest plate, “here, here, and here. Luckily, I accounted for this taking me a while, so we have time.”

"Of course, I will help", it was no question for Brunhilde. She believed in kindness even if the rest of the world - or more precisely the squires her age in Tir Asleen did differently. The maid might not have had much in common with the girl in front of her, but at least Jade had never partaken in the cruel jokes of others. So there was no reason to leave her like this, clearly in need of said help. Brunhilde granted her a smile, thinking once again back to the prince outside.

"I am supposed to be in here, to be quite honest, preparing more food.", Brunhilde shrugged her shoulders as she stepped a bit closer to Jade and the mess of armor surrounding her, "But I stayed up all night baking so I could enjoy the tournament today. Only that I then forgot my muffins in here." She shrugged before pointing to the basket in the corner. "I am sure I can assist you before I grab them. And then we will both make it out there in time." And she could cheer for Jade instead of any of those rude boys. Brunhilde liked that idea very much.

"No reason to thank you, I am sure you would do the same.", Brunhilde hesitated. In truth she was not sure about that at all, she was not sure about any of them. Kindness, she reminded herself. "I must admit though it may be a bit too early for your thanks, even if you are indeed welcome. I have never before done this and I do not know how to even put on a cuirass. So, what do you need me to do?"

Someone that should be out doing something else. Maybe she was. Sometimes, she felt like she should be doing more. There’s a war on the horizon. Possibly two. And all Jade could do was train and worry about her duties as a knight. And occasionally sit through war council meetings with the royal family, Elora Danan, and a few select others. Jade lifted her pint and took a long draw, thinking up an answer. How much was she even allowed to say? She turned her head to look at her bar mate. “Mmm… I’m training for the inevitable, but it’s hard to wait in anticipation of danger. You’re the one waiting to be seen by the queen. What brings you to Tir Asleen?”

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"You look like someone that should be out doing something else." He told the girl there beside him. He kept a smile written across his face as he held the cup there in his hand. He had come to this kingdom seeking some kind of adventure or even duty. He had hesitated in coming, pondering whether or not leaving his father's farm was a good idea or not. But, here he was but he had yet to be admitted into the castle itself and was instead sitting with this girl, who he knew had some relation to the family royal, sharing a round of drinks. "Or just someone tired of doing what you're doing." He laughed lightly and took a drink. "Do you want to take a load off and tell me what's wrong?"

@left2mourn (Madmartigan)

“Perhaps you should take it easy, Your Majesty,” Jade suggests, digging the tip of her blade into the gravel and leaning on her hilt. She takes a moment to catch her breath, watching the king intently. The royal family has been rather locked in recent weeks, since Madmartigan’s return. Jade has barely seen Kit, they’ve been so caged in. It should be no surprise to anyone that the king is already trying to get out and about, to be active. “I don’t think the queen or princess would be very pleased if I took you up on your challenge.” Jade doesn’t want to be the one to accept the first sparring challenge and end up injuring him. Even if she has always dreamed of crossing blades with the world’s greatest swordsman.

We thought the war was over. But soon after returning home, Willow had a vision that, one day, an ancient evil would rise again and destroy the future Empress, and her end would herald a new dark age.

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