Will of the Oppressed (Lucky x Gypsy) (open)

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Aleera took her food. Taking a bite, she chewed slowly before swallowing and answering the king. "I could not say for certain Sire, as the idea is too incredulous." She said softly, verbally dancing around and not really answering.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

"Is it, now?" Clorogne asked, raising an eyebrow and ate his food. "No matter, this is a subject for a later time. Once we have finished you may open the doors once more." He spoke casually as he tugged Akila forward, stroking her ears, and she tried not to purr. That was the best place to get pet, she was sure. Why was he doing something nice?  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

"Very well Sire." Aleera murmured before taking another bite. She ate slowly in neat little bites. When she was finished, she glanced at the King to see if he was as well. Since he was, she set her plate back on the tray then crossed the room to the large door. She threw them open and addressed the crowds. "The King will hear you now. A single line now peasants. One at a time." She ordered them, then moved aside. The line surged towards the king. True to her word, there was more than before. Aleera took her time, walking back at a sedated pace as the first peasant reached the king.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Clorogne sighed, and stopped petting his slave in time for the line to grow. More problems. He was starting to get annoyed ... It was nearly midnight when the line was finished, and he stood, taking his nearly sleep slave to drag beside him, "Get some rest, Aleera, tomorrow we go out to the troops." He dragged Akila to his room where he'd had her pre-set up his dinner and gave her a slap to the head to make sure she stayed to get his plate, though he unleashed her.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

"Very well." Aleera said, yawning and stretching. "Good night Sire." She said, giving him a small wave before she wandered out of the room. She disappeared back to her own room and sat at her desk. She wrote a quick note and sent it off with a crow that lived with her. The note informed Markus of where they would be tomorrow so he could do his thing. That done, Aleera bare had the energy to change into her bedclothes before dropping to the soft mattress and falling asleep.

((To morning?))

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Akila ended up falling asleep on the King's bed, exhausted, and was woken roughly when Clorogne finished his plate. It seemed he was even too tired to try to hurt her and he sent her off to bed after giving her the plate.

((ya sure))

Clorogne woke the next morning, without going for his slave, and snuck out, and into the forest.

Akila slept soundly, still curled on her little cot in the slave quarters, surrounded by other sleeping figures in cots.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Aleera rose with a yawn. Though it was impossible to tell the time in her room, her body knew it was morning. As a shifter, she was highly in-tune with the world around her. Dressing in her usual outfit, she wandered towards the throne room to see if the king was there. Seeing it was empty, she blinked in surprise. Huh. Where was he? Weren't they supposed to go see the troops today? She shrugged lightly and meandered over to the throne. Sitting down, she lounged lengthwise across the chair, feet over one arm and back against the other. She would wait here, she decided, black hair almost touching the floor as it fell in a dark sheer curtain over the throne. The king would have to come here eventually. And she knew the most she would get for being in his throne was a light scolding. She never got more than that. Not with how valuable she was combined with his lust for her.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Akila woke slowly, dressing in a light blue slave gown with a white apron, and tied up her arm again. Looking out the window she jumped, "Oh my gosh!" She was late! She hurried out into the hallway after putting on some cloth shoes, and blinked, after entering the throne room, "Where Is King Robinne?" She asked lightly, entering and looking around. No where in sight.

In the forest, Clorogne tore off his cloak, going to an old hut he'd had put up for himself even before killing his brother, and started to look trhough old documents..  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

"Don't know." Aleera answered with a shrug. She kicked her feet idly. "He wasn't here when I got up. I don't think he's even in the castle." She said, just a hunch she had. "I'm not worried. He'll come back when he wants to. Or he's dead and our work is done. Either way, it doesn't matter." She shrugged again.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

"So....what do we do, now, then?" Akila asked. In all of her time there, she'd never been given even a 'break' so this was just odd.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

"Don't know." Aleera repeated. "I for one, am simply happy to enjoy the quiet. Peace and quiet without his hands creeping all over me." She shivered. "Ugh. That is just nasty. Seriously. I'm amazed I've kept him off for this long though." She laced her hands behind her head and stared up at the vaulted ceiling.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

"He is very creepy." Akila smiled a little, liking actually being able to say that, "Do you want breakfast? I'll make it." she offered, already used to the daily routine .

Outside, Clorogne gathered some materials into a sack and started back through the woods, towards his castle, from the back.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Aleera glanced at the girl and smiled. "That'd be nice, if you don't mind. Sorry for anything I say to you while in the King's presence. I don't mean it. I just can't let him get suspicious. Of either of us." She explained apologetically. She felt bad, abusing and scolding the poor girl when her master was around.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

"I-it's okay...I'm used to it." Akila smiled again, "Unless you want to follow me to the kitchens, I'll be back in a few." She started out the door, brushing her hair out of her face, and went to start working on breakfast, hen's eggs with french toast.

Clorogne came in the hallway, silently, headed to his bedroom to put the bag down before going towards the throne room.