The Princess and her Servant - One on One (Closed)

The Princess of a grand kingdom is locked away in a tower of the castle, because of her extraordinary powers. Not many people even know she exists. The only person, besides her parents that are allowed contact with her is her loyal servant. But he might turn out to become more than just her servant…

Okay, I have a few rules
1:Mild language is allowed just don't overdo it
2:Keep it PG 13.

Thanks! Whoever wants to join is welcome (I'm roleplaying as the princess, by the way).

I am interested!

Sweet! I'll make a template

Wonderful

Name:

Age: (I was thinking like 16-19)

Gender:

Sexuality:

Species: (Can be a fictional species, if you want, but has to look human)

Appearance:

Personality:

Name: Dionysus Lawrence

Age: 17 years old

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

Species: Human

Appearance: Taller than average, but not by so much that it was noticeable. He had a mess of light brown hair that was always unkept and uncombed, and a seemingly chronic 9 o'clock shadow. He has a long, fading scar that runs from the base of his ear and along his jawline after getting jumped as a child.

Personality: He's a laid back but pessimistic guy who always sees the glass half empty instead of half full. He has a bit of a potty mouth, but knows when to install the filter when the situation requires it. Loyal to a fault.

Name: Primrose (Prim) Chanwood

Age: (I was thinking like 16-19) 16

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Species: (Can be a fictional species, if you want, but has to look human) Demigod (her real father is Kaiama, the god of fire)

Appearance: Albino, with white hair and light pink eyes, skinny, with bitten-short nails and hair that reaches to the middle of her back, usually put in a braid.

Personality: Sweet, sarcastic, can be naive and rude sometimes, smart and funny. Takes a bit to warm up to her but eventually she won't stop talking.

I feel like these two would be so cute together!!

Sounds wonderful

Are you good with starting now?

Oh, I'm starting?

No, you don't have to, I was just making sure this was a good time for us to start roleplaying, lol

Oh! Well, I'm ready when you are!

Okay!

Prim sat at the window seat, watching the world go by. Spanning out miles upon miles was the royal grounds, filled with birds, flowers and trees. She sighed, imagining running freely through the fields. Her stomach grumbled persistently, reminding her of her hunger. She waited semi-patiently for her servant to come with her breakfast.

"Well, it isn't the best thing ever, but I was never known as a cook," Dionysus said as he walked into Prim's room, a silver platter held precariously in his left hand.

He wore a simple outfit of a light blue longsleeve shirt and a matching pair of pants, choosing to go barefoot instead of wearing the uncomfortable pair of dress shoes. His hair, as always, was unkept and wild and his hazel eyes sparkled slightly, the kind of look he had when he got some bad news and found it funny.

Prim turned her head as Dionysus walked in, smiling. "Thank you," she spoke. "I'm sure it'll taste fine" she reassured him.

"Would you like an update on the outside world, or would you prefer to eat your eggs and toast in peace?" he asked, setting the platter down next to her.

"I want an update, please!" Her eyes lit up as she settled at her little white dining table. She loved to know what was going on outside, even though she often felt left out and longed be free and be a part of what was going on.

"Your wonderful father has lost yet another battle with the Hessians," he said cheerfully, sitting down next to her. "All of his strategic planning went to shit when the arrows started flying. Been in a terrible mood ever since."
He said it as though it was the best thing ever.

Prim set her fork down and smirked. "Oh, I bet. And he spent so long on it, too." She said in mock sympathy. Glancing up, she met her servant's sparkling hazel gaze and hastily looked away, flustered. She then decided to focus on her egg. "Anything else?"

"Ah, well, the underground revolution to overthrow him just organized another protest," he said, glancing out of the window, then turning back to her with a small grin.
"Remember that one time you asked me for a new book for your birthday, but your dad said no?"

"Yes," she responded, surpressing her excitement. "What about it?"

"Welllllllllllllllllll…." he reached into the waistband of his pants and pulled out a book. "Tada. Told you I'd get it."

Prim gasped and flung herself out of her chair, wrapping her arms around Dionysus. "Thank you!" She exclaimed. Then she thought about what she was doing. What if her father saw her showing affection to a servant? Sure, he was probably in his room sulking about his recent loss, but she was always on edge about her father watching her. She stepped back and received the book, flustered. "Thank you."

"It isn't that big of a deal," he said, rolling his eyes at her enthusiasm. "Your dad might fuss at me for a bit, but he wouldn't fire me."

She nodded and smiled slightly, pulling unruly strands of white hair out of her face. "I doubt he'll notice anyway, he's probably too busy pouting about his loss," she began. "Or keeping that protest under control."

"Or blowing the issue way out of proportion by sending guards to arrest them," he said with a shrug, getting up onto his feet.

She said nothing, but took her final bite of her breakfast and set down her fork. "Are you busy today?" She asked, her stomach fluttery.

Dionysus tilted his head in thought. "I shouldn't be, no. Why?"