Veritas Isle

Guest Room #4

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Guest Room #4 occupied by Erorn.

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Guest Room #4

Guest Room #4 occupied by Erorn.

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Guest Room #4 is a part of Right Hallway Second Floor.


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Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade Character Portrait: Harper Granger

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"Yeah, I'm not completely thrilled about that either, but I'm doing better with that particular issue." He smiled at her sheepishly. He wanted to make her feel better about that, but he didn't really know enough about her relationship with Romilly. "They aren't expecting you and I to consummate our relationship are they? I mean, we could tell them we did just to mess with them. The look on their faces would be priceless." He chuckled. "I could do a lot worse as far as fake wives go, so I'm kinda glad you're gonna be the one. You seem like a sweet girl, and you're a good listener I think if I had a thing for women and you had a thing for guys we'd be a good match, hell you're even close to my height." It wasn't clear if it was him or the booze talking at this point.

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Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade Character Portrait: Harper Granger

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Harper froze. "I... I have no idea. Romilly never told me if I had to... This is going to be so awkward.". She covered her face with her hands and groaned. She peeked over her hands down to him and laughed. "I second that. They have driven us crazy already, might as well have some kind of payback... unless they... really wanted us to." She covered her face again, but laughed. She was having fun just talking with Erorn. He seemed like a good man, despite his drinking problem.

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Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade Character Portrait: Harper Granger

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Erorn giggled a little bit at the idea of Marcus and Romilly listening against the door waiting for them to consummate. "I don't think he'd believe me even if it did happen. Outside of my armor, I'm not exactly the manliest looking guy. Also, can you imagine how short our kids would be? They'd never be able to reach anything above the second shelf." He laughed. "Well we should probably get ready for dinner soon. I think I'll wear one of the outfits Marcus had the tailor make for me. Make him see what he's been missing while he's been gone." He gave he a gentle smile. "You know, the way you helped me when I hurt myself like that, you'd make a great mother. At least we know if we do get forced into having kids you'll be prepared."

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Character Portrait: Marcus Hilyard Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade Character Portrait: Romilly Sanhart Character Portrait: Harper Granger

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Harper blushed and slide out from under his head. "That is what my mother said... except for the last part.". She laughed softly and stood, straightening her dress. "I bet he would cheer up if he saw you in those clothes, especially if he had people make them for you. You are going to look so handsome." She walked to his door and turned around. "I will see you at dinner, Erorn." Harper smiled and walked out, closing the door softly after her. She was going to change and relax before having to go down and eat. Harper had just gotten by the stairs when he saw Marcus and Romilly. Marcus nodded towards her and walked off towards his room and Romilly stared at her. She was wrapped in a towel, her hair wet.

"What happened here? You are soaked."

Romilly laughed, "I was going to the springs to talk to Marcus about how he should think about others and how worried we were... I got to close and slipped into the springs." Harper shook her hand giggling and hooked her arm in hers and walked with her to her room. She noticed Romilly was walking slowly.

"Did you sprain your foot? I can carry you back to the room. How the hell didn't Marcus see you were in pain."

"I am fine, my foot is fine. Don't worry." Romilly have a small smile. Harper wanted to pressure whatever she was hiding out of her, but then she might not have liked the answer. So she just walked slowly with her into her room. When Romilly started to get changed she could see bruises on her hip start to from. Harper walked up to her and gently pressed them. Romilly jumped.

"What happened... did Marcus hurt you?" Harper didn't get angry often, but she was getting pissed. He didn't think Marcus would be so forceful with anyone... or at least with Romilly.

Romilly looked down at her hips and blushed, "No... it isn't like... Harper..." She looked up at her. Tears were forming and she held Harper's shoulders. Harper's mind didn't want to go to the direction of maybe them going all the way so she chalked it up to him beating her.

"Why would you have bruises then? If he is abusing you we have to tell someone." Harper was going to do just that, but Romilly stopped her.


"He isn't abusing me, Harper. Stop..." Romilly's hand was shaking. Harper didn't want to hear it. She couldn't. It would kill her. "I just... when I fell in... I kissed him and one thing led to another. One part of me wanted to run and the other part needed more. I gave in. I am so sorry Har-"

Harper's heart broke. She thought Romilly loved her. They were so happy before she had to come to this stupid castle. Harper found her way back to Erorn's door and started knocking hard on the door. Her body was trembling. She didn't want to be here. She wanted to go back home and forget this ever happened.

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Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade Character Portrait: Harper Granger

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Erorn had just changed into one of the casual outfits that the tailor had made. It was a simple white shirt with a dark green vest and matching pants. There was gold and orange trim all over them and it made his hair look like fire. He looked himself over in the mirror. This tailor really knew his stuff and the outfit flattered all the right aspects. He suddenly heard a knock at his door. He opened it to see Harper shaking. She looked angry and hurt. He pulled her inside and shut the door. "Oh my gods what happened to you? Who did this?" He was ready to go on a rampage. He may not love her or have feelings for her, but she was still his fiance and he would defend her honor.

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Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade Character Portrait: Harper Granger

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Harper tried to calm herself down enough to talk to him. She wiped at her eye like that of a child. She didn't want to cry and she didn't want to be in the castle anymore. She wanted to beat Marcus, but realistically she was too small and Romilly was his fiance. They had every right to. "T-They... were in the springs... Erorn they went all the way. She practically threw herself at him." She leaned against the door, the cold wood cooling off her hot back. Harper managed to calm down a bit more to tell him the full story. "Romilly went to the springs to talk to Marcus about thinking about others and what not. Had to do with him leaving and not saying anything. Apparently she slipped and fell in. When I was leaving here I saw them coming up the stairs. Marcus just nodded at me and walked to his room. He knew what he did... then Romilly was walking a bit slow, I thought it was because of the fall... then when I was helping her change there were bruises starting to form on her hips... I... I didn't want to think that happened." She felt like she was going to be sick. She slid down the door and hugged her knees to her chest.

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Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade Character Portrait: Harper Granger

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He stood there dumbfounded by what she had just said to him. In spite of all he had said about being okay with the two of them being together, he was hurt. Not hurt by the fact that he had gone all the way with her, but that he had done that with her first. "He did that. He did that with her. It was supposed to be me, I loved him first, not her. I... " he couldn't even finish his sentence he was so angry, so hurt. "I'm sorry, Harper. I'm sorry for all of this, sorry I ever had the idea to do this fake marriage bullshit. I'm afraid I won't be able to marry you. I won't be staying here any longer, you're welcome to come with me if you like. I can't imagine you want to be here anymore either. If you want to come with me, get your things and meet me at the main entrance in ten minutes." His eyes had gone dark with rage and he looked like he could kill the next person to even look at him wrong.

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Character Portrait: Marcus Hilyard Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade

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Marcus heard everything and waited till Harper had left to go into Erorn's room. "So what... you are just going to run away?" He asked as he closed the door. His voice was raised, but there was a hint of annoyance twisted in his words. "Are you really getting pissed off that I made love to my future wife before you... are you serious?" Marcus blocked the door. He wanted answers.

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Character Portrait: Marcus Hilyard Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade Character Portrait: Harper Granger

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"Yeah, I am pissed about that. I'm pissed that you left me alone for a week and I had to deal with seeing those two be in love while I had no fucking clue if you were even alive. I'm pissed because I've fucking thrown myself at you numerous times and you hide behind your fucking non-existent morals about not wanting to take my innocence. I'm pissed because when you came back you barely acknowledged my existence and treated me like a fucking burden. I'm pissed because you refuse to open up to me and tell me what the hell fucked you up so bad out there that you went back to treating me like shit. I'm pissed because you can't seem to learn from your fucking mistakes and you keep making me scream at you like this. I'm pissed because in spite of all this shit, I still love you. I knew you didn't love me too, but I thought you at least respected me more than that. Guess I was wrong." He screamed at him while packing his stuff. He grabbed his bag and walked past Marcus through the door.

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Character Portrait: Marcus Hilyard Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade

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Marcus growled and grabbed his arm, throwing him back in the room. "Are you kidding me? I have did things for you for your own good and you just sit there like the child your are and cry when you don't get your way. She was there... where were you Erorn?! I am always coming for you when you run off... you have yet to. Stop saying a fucking word you know nothing about. Fucking leave, but don't come back if you walk out this castle!" He was seething. Marcus left, slamming Erorn's door shut and took a secret hall to get away quickly. Now of all times he didn't want Erorn coming after him. His hands balled up into a fist. He made it up to the roof. The wind was a bit chilly and it looked like rain was coming.

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Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade Character Portrait: Harper Granger

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Character Portrait: Marcus Hilyard Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade

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Erorn eventually made it back to his room after getting lost once. He felt cold and dead inside. He laid awake in bed as the the storm raged. The lightning and thunder making it impossible for him to sleep. He tossed and turned all night, whimpering with each clash of thunder. He was hoping to have Marcus in bed with him tonight, but instead he was cold and alone. He curled up into a fetal position and cried for hours before the storm finally stopped and he fell asleep. He just wanted to be loved. Loved like his mom, like Theo used to love him, but that seemed too much to ask for.

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Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade Character Portrait: Romilly Sanhart

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Romilly waited till Marcus was passed out. It took a while and the storms seemed to have ended for a bit. She looked over at him, he looked peaceful. She could have curled up next to him, he was warm and protective and she found herself loving him. She understood what he was going through. How do you juggle two people who you love more than life and not hurt the other.

Romilly wasn't about to cry again, she was going to try to mend the rip that was in their little tapestry. She snuck out of her room stopped when she realized how dark it was in the halls. She had candles on in her room with the fire going. Her heart sunk when she thought about Erorn and Harper being alone in their cold room.

She waited till her eyes adjusted before moving her way down the hall and into Erorn's room. The air was frigid and she saw him curled in his bed. She wanted to scoop him up and run, but she had a feeling he would knock her out if she did that. She had just gotten around his bed to wake him up softly when a crack of lightning struck nearby causing a loud boom. Romilly shrieked and covered her mouth, cursing. "Damn!" She whispered.

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Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade Character Portrait: Romilly Sanhart

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Erorn was jolted from his sleep not by the shriek, but by the lightning that caused it. He he jumped when he saw her in the room. "What are you doing in here? Trying to seduce me too? Sorry to disappoint you, but I only like men." He sneered at her before turning back over and wrapping the blanket around him.

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Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade Character Portrait: Romilly Sanhart

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Romilly growled and climbed over him before yanking the covers off of him. "You are going to shut the hell up and listen. I was trying to do this sweetly, but it looks like I have to take a harsher tone with you. " She sat on the blankets so he couldn't get to them. She huffed and moved the hair out of her face. "We are going to fix the rip we made in our tapestry. Marcus came in my room earlier to calm down. We didn't do anything, I swear. I stayed on my window seat watching the storms till he fell asleep. Come with me... you can sleep with him. I want to be with Harper tonight, but I don't want to leave him alone and you need to fucking fix what you did. I also need to fix what I did... so get the hell up or I will drag you kicking and screaming." At that moment in time she looked like a big sister.

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Character Portrait: Marcus Hilyard Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade Character Portrait: Romilly Sanhart

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"The damage is done already, but if it's the only way I'm gonna get any sleep I'll go." He growled as he got up and followed her to her room. She opened the door and the room was warm and there were a few candles lit. "What now? You think he's gonna be any happier than I was if you wake him up and there's some bratty kid in the room?"

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Character Portrait: Marcus Hilyard Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade

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Erorn laughed. "One of these day's you're gonna let be win. And when it happens I'm gonna love it almost as much as I love you." He smiled. "Ya can't blame me for trying." He went back into the castle and back to his room. He grabbed a book and started reading.

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Character Portrait: Marcus Hilyard Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade

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Marcus walked to Erorn's room. He had to rip it off like a band aid. He walked in without knocking. "I think we shouldn't be all.. whatever this is, for a while. My damn father is asking questions and I can't have that shit right now." He wasn't angry at him. He was angry at his father and at himself. He couldn't have just screamed at his father that he was in love with his future wife and Erorn. That he could have fucking both, but he didn't because in the end he was a coward.

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Character Portrait: Marcus Hilyard Character Portrait: Erorn Swiftblade

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The words hit Erorn like a hammer to the face. He felt something inside him snap. It was like the internal walls he had built up over the last month finally broke. He felt like he was gonna cry, but by this point he was so emotionally exhausted that he couldn't even find the strength to do that. The flood gates were opened and he couldn't close them now. "I love you, but I can't do this anymore, Marcus. We're both the victims in this and we're both to blame. I can't pretend anymore. I've tried to be okay with everything that's been going on, I really have, but I'm not. I'm killing myself trying to act like everything is fine, but it's eating me from the inside out. I can't pretend that it doesn't kill me not to be able to tell you I love you and that sometimes have to go weeks between telling you so. I can't pretend that I don't want the whole fucking world to know I love you. I can't pretend that I want to marry Harper tomorrow, when we both know I want to marry you. She doesn't even need me to marry her, a hand maiden isn't required to be married. It's just another way for you cover up our relationship. I can't pretend that what you did with Romilly didn't bother me. I know she's your future wife and you love her, but it still fucking hurt and I don't care how selfish that is, it's how I feel. I can't pretend that all your teasing and flirting isn't slowly breaking my spirit. Every time you tease me or flirt, I know that it isn't going anywhere and it's just a painful reminder that you're just afraid of being caught." He sighed. He didn't yell, he didn't scream. He spoke calmly and in a level tone. "I know I brought this on myself and I can't pretend that that fact isn't hurting me either." He lowered his head in shame. "I would do anything for you. I'm willing to risk my life for you, I would give up anything to be with you for the rest of my life. My career, my home my family if I had one, all my money, anything just to be with you. But, if I stay, I'll risk exposing you. I can't do that. I can't ask you to expose yourself and lose your kingdom either. So the only option I can see is for me to go. You'll still have Romilly and she'll still have Harper. I love you and I always will, but for once let me do something for your own good instead of the other way around. If you value your kingdom, don't come after me, I won't think any less of you." He stood up, didn't take anything at all and just walked out of the bedroom to the front door.