(It's okay! Just grammar things. I grew up with an English major mother.)
Runaan inhaled sharply. He needed to get out of here. He snuck out of the ballroom and into the halls. He knew the time was ticking for his little brother. He got worse by the day. And Runaan was fearful he may loose him at some point. His breathing was shaky, unsteady. He couldn't get Evan out of his head. He groaned quietly, shutting his eyes for a moment and breathing. He needed to find his target and get out.
Evan after a while got lectured by his parents as to how rude he was treating the women here, yet again reminding him why he was here, as if he needed it. He sighed as he just sat down back on the throne, and surveyed the room, wanting to find Runaan. Strangers knew things, it was like magic. Like how to get out of situations like this. But since he couldn't find him, he went back to trying to act. For a man who liked theatrical arts and performing them, he sure was bad at masking his true emotions.
Runaan hurried through the halls, making sure to avoid guards. He made it to the treasury and gave a small sigh in relief. He hid in the shadows when he heard people, letting them pass. He sneaks into the unguarded room - he had payed the guards early on- and snuck into the room. His breath hitched in amazement before he shook himself out of it and grabbed the object that was his target. A necklace with a large diamond and encased in gold. But as he hurries out, he slammed into a guard. The necklace flew into the air. His back hit the wall before he was up again, grabbing the gold and sprinting towards the exit.
(Should he get caught?)
(YES) Evan finally gave up and walked out, angry as hell as he stomped off. "Fuck this bullshit." He grumbled as he walked with his head down, before slamming into you. At first when he saw you, he was happy. But when he saw the necklace, his face fell. "That is my mothers necklace, how dare you steal it! THIEF!" He grabs your arm and marches off, snatching the necklace from your other hand. Now you see, Crystal and her husband had 16 adoptive children. So who knew what he meant by mother.
His eyes widen as he runs into Evan. "Wait- Please!" He tries wrenching out of the Princes grasps but the guards had made it to them, grabbing his arms harshly. "Please! I need it. I need that necklace. My brother-" He yelps as he's forced to his knees. "Please. Pri- King Evan-" He chokes out, his eyes teary. "Please… I was promised good money. Money I need for my brother-" He cries out as the handle of a sword hits the back his shoulder.
"Wait. Stop." He puts his arms out. "Guards be off, I will be take care of him. And I'm still prince Evan to you, dirty handsome scoundrel." He grabbed your arm, stood you up, and stomped off, until eventually the two were away from all the guards, and alone. He then sat him down, and sat cross legged on the ground in front of him. "So then. Explain WHY are you stealing this necklace?"
The guards nod and leave, and Runaan held onto his shoulder, hissing a little in pain. He followed off, having no choice but to follow. He stares at the prince for a moment, his eyes wide with surprise. He clears his throat before looking at Evan. "I need the money. My little brother… He's in a state… And I don't have any money to help him." He ran a hand through his hair.
"What does he need help with?" He asked, eyeing him carefully. He noticed Runaan's pain, and reached over, feeling his shoulder. "The guards are always far to rough. We'll have to get you a medic." He sighed and sat next to him, feeling along his arm.
"He's sick…" He replies quietly, keeping a steady eye on the prince. He startled a little at the touch, not used to being handled gently. "No… Its fine. I've had worse." He says quietly, his eyes following the princes movements.
He shook his head, and stood up. "Come. I'll just get you the money so you don't have to keep getting yourself hurt." He held out his hand, a concerned look on his face. "Besides, promises are just words. The other man may be cheating you out, you never know. And then that's just time wasted."
Runaan stared at the Prince for a moment. "As in… You'll give me the money… I'd have to refused charity, sir." He says quietly. He didn't want to be a charity case. He took the others hand and hauled himself up.
"And why is that? I won't tell anyone. You can be on your way, and get your brother better. The sooner the better. I'd do the same for my sister if she were terribly ill." He shrugged. "It's either I give you my money and send you on your way, or I send you off to the guards."
He gazes at the prince. "There must be something I can do in return for the money." He says quietly, his eyes never leaving Evan's. He wanted to take the money. But he was being offered who knows how much. He ran a hand through his hair, a small sigh leaving his lips.
"Hmmm…well you are quite handsome. Stay a week with me at the castle, with your brother, as soon as he is healed. Or even before then, when he's able to come. Me and my…wife." He said wife with disgust, and shuddered a bit.
He nods. "As you wish…" He says quietly, his eyes becoming confused as the other said with with such bitterness the room could have iced over. "Is there something wrong, sir?" He asks curiously.
"I…" He cleared his throat, and looked around. "I guess I can trust you with this. I do not like women. As in, I am not attracted to them romantically what so ever. And to think I have to fake loving one for the rest of my life…" He sighed, shaking his head. "But such is the ways of the nation. If if I were to marry a man? Who knows how the people would torture and kill me."
Runaan gazed at the Prince for a moment. "I suppose I could say that I agree with you, and that your secret is safe with me." He says, bowing his head a little before straightening. He smiled at the other before clearing his throat. "Thank you, Prince. For not having me arrested."
"Please, call me Evan. And do you mind me asking what your name is, Stranger?" He turned around and put some hand cuffs on Runaan. "I'm going to take them off, this is just so the guards don't get suspicious." He winked and walked off towards the Treasury.
"Alright… Evan." He mutters softly, his eyes curious. "My name is Runaan." He says quietly, starting a little when the cuffs were placed on him before nodding at Prince Evan's explanation. He follows after Evan quietly, almost like a shadow.
"Runaan huh? A rare and interesting name. I like it." He said, talking out of the corner of his mouth. "Sounds like a rare type of gem, or some type of drink." He turned a corner, sighing as he looked through a pair of doors, looking at the party. He glared and briskly walked away, doubling his speed.
Runaan hurried after the prince, easily keeping pace. His eyes scan the halls, his eyes narrowing a little at the ball. "I was never one into dancing." He mutters ruefully. He looks at the other with curiosity. "Sorry, what?"
"Hm? What are you apologizing for?" He asked as he kept walking, turning down another hall,still keeping the same quick pace. He even hummed a bit to himself.
"You said something earlier…" Runnan inquired before looking around. "Can I have my handcuffs off now?" he asks curiously, keeping in time with Evan. "Where are we even going?"
"To the treasury, no, and I complimented you on your name. Tis all. Guards could still be around. I'll take them off once we're to the treasure room. We'll be there soon." And after a little while, they appeared in front of it. There were no guards, since there were only 16 keys. 2 for the king and queen, and one per child, all of them carefully kept. He opened it with said key, unlocked the handcuffs, and headed inside. "Go ahead. Take only what you need, and a little more for your travels back and other such needs. Food and such."
Runaan nods before going quiet, his eyes wandering around the palace as they walked. "Thank you for the compliment then." He mutters quietly. He looks up at the treasury doors, his eyes widening a little bit. He rubbed his wrists when the other set him free before following quietly. He did indeed only take what was needed, and a little extra to buy food, etc. He glances at the Prince. "Thank you." He says quietly, bowing politely.
"You're quite welcome. Now go on and get out of here before we get caught. And if you ever need anything, always come back. I hate to see people suffer in such a way. Good day,good night,good morrow,and good luck Runaan."
He smiled at the other before nodding and leaving. "Thank you." He whispers before he was gone.
(Time skip?)
(Definitely) He waved and returned to the ball, still upset about having to be straight for the rest of his life.
(Alright. Should we go to when Runaan comes back?)
(Yeah!)
