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Post by ~Amber~ on Jun 14, 2019 5:43:55 GMT -5
Prim smiled as those she passed in town as she headed back towards the castle outer grounds balancing a heavy basket on arm full of ingredients for her father birthday dinner she was preparing
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Jun 14, 2019 6:02:00 GMT -5
Ben wandered the outer grounds, feeling restless and just needing something to do besides hang around the castle. He walked until he saw a beautiful woman, more so than he had ever seen and made to approach her.
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Post by ~Amber~ on Jun 14, 2019 6:11:19 GMT -5
Prim want paying much attention as she walked along through the trees listening to the birds sing and fly around her gently shifting her basket over to the other arm to give the other a break
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Jun 14, 2019 8:03:22 GMT -5
"Why hello there miss. Would you like some help with that?" He asked once he was closer and flashed a dazzling smile.
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Post by ~Amber~ on Jun 14, 2019 8:08:29 GMT -5
She looked over at him, feeling a slight blush cross her cheeks when he smiled at her "o-oh its alright I dont want to burden you its quiet heavy"
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Jun 14, 2019 11:05:53 GMT -5
"All the more reason to help right?" He replied. "I can help you with that."
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Post by ~Amber~ on Jun 14, 2019 11:07:34 GMT -5
"Well it seems I cannot argue with you" she said slipping the basket off her arm "my names primrose, but people call me prim. may I ask your name?
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Jun 14, 2019 11:28:19 GMT -5
He took it from her. "A pleasure to meet you, a beautiful name for a beautiful woman. I'm Prince Bennett but you can just call me Ben."
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Post by ~Amber~ on Jun 14, 2019 11:31:21 GMT -5
She was red but stopped for a moment and then looked ahead, shed heard plently about him to know why he was being nice to her and kept walking towards her families home "then I am surprised we havent met before, my father is Jacoby the head gardener and my mother is linda your mothers maid"
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Jun 14, 2019 15:31:14 GMT -5
"I believe I have met your father a few times, he speaks of you often. But I am not surprised that I haven't met your mother, I've barely met my own mother let alone someone who works clothes with her."
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Post by ~Amber~ on Jun 14, 2019 16:29:15 GMT -5
"Oh, do royals really not take much time in taking care of there children?" She asked curiously then looked down "I'm sorry that's not a question I should be asking"
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Jun 14, 2019 17:00:43 GMT -5
"It's alright." He shrugged. "I'm not very sure about others, but with my family? No, not really. If they did I was too young to remember."
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Post by ~Amber~ on Jun 14, 2019 17:13:40 GMT -5
"Oh well that's awful I could imagine my parents not caring for me themselves"
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Post by ***Stormchaser*** on Jun 14, 2019 17:16:20 GMT -5
"I guess that is the trade off for being born a prince." He shrugged, not having fully understood what it really meant to know that kind of affection.
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Post by ~Amber~ on Jun 14, 2019 17:28:29 GMT -5
"I see, so royalty isnt all that great as they say" she said as they approached her home
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