Kaiyle Qendellson
Nothing was out of the ordinary as Kaiyles private carriage pulled up towards the end of the road. It was just another calm misty morning, on the outskirts of Juno.
"Lower the bridge" said the driver, and within seconds the gears could be heard grinding together.....and within a surprising 10 to 15 seconds, the end of the bridge reached from cliff the palace sat on, to the long road below. "I swear that thing gets faster each time i come here" said the driver, as he casually threw a friendly look back at Kaiyle, in hopes to illicit a response. But the young prince barely nodded his head as he stared out his window......leading the driver to sigh softly, before beginning the half-mile trek from the road, up to the palace.
A few minutes later, the gates at the front of the palace opened, and the carriage drove threw them.
The normal group of four front gate guards waved them in, and as the prince drove past a grand fountain and down the long royal driveway, the gate quickly closed behind them, and the bridge could be heard rising only for a moment, before slamming back down towards the road.
"I surely hope i'm not expecting company today...." whispered Kaiyle, slightly perplexed as to why the bridge wasn't brought up behind them as well. But as the carriage door opened, and the smell of the water engulfed the vehicle, Kaiyle quickly pushed his wondering aside, and almost smiled a bit, before hoping out onto the pavement.
"Where to your highness?" asked the driver, dressed in an all white suit, and black tie......with a golden name tag that read "Kreggan Harper"
"Harper what have i told you-" started the prince, as he casually wiped off his black suit jacket "-about calling me 'your highness'.......Kaiyle will do fine, and to answer your question, i haven't a clue where you'll be going........but it isn't with me. Feel free to enjoy the palace, since you're staying the night........" Kaiyle said flatly, before walking past the man and up the main stairs leading into the front wing of the palace.
"But your high - i mean, Prince Kaiyle - what can i do with all this time?? Alone??"
Closing his eyes for only a few seconds, the Prince stopped for a moment but refused to turn around and face Kreggan. "You know what not to touch, and what rooms not to disturb....outside of that, i don't care........just leave me to my peace."
Kaiyle then made his way up towards the front door, where one of the six other guards on duty greeted him....being opening the doors and bowing out of respect.
"You could always walk around to the watch tower, play with Ringo some.......he's likely bored, seeing as how i haven't been here in days sadly." Kaiyle said over his shoulder to Kreggan briefly, before disappearing into the main hall.
The prince was met by elder guards Hanzel and Jaraette, like he always was, as he reached one of several wide grand golden staircases.
"Hello dear, it's been a while, how's city life? The King, The Queen?" the 38 year old, slender by fit, Jaraette said softly, as she adjusted her uniforms tall hat.
"As void of enjoyment, and ripe of violence as it always is Jaraette, asking me multiple times won't change the answer" Kaiyle responded harshly, but his cold tone was of no shock to the woman who had known the prince since he was a young boy, and so she simply smiled, as Kaiyle slipped out of his suit-jacket, and flung it over his arm - revealing a white dress shirt with the first two buttons undone.
He then began to make his way up the staircase.....however, he stopped before he made it halfway up, and slowly turned his head to the side.
"Either of you happen to know if my father is following behind me for some reason?" he asked, causing a befuddled look to appear on both Jaraette and Hanzels faces. "The bridge......" he added.
Jaraettes face reminded befuddled, but Hanzel appeared to have a light bulb moment. "Oh! Yes, that. Well.........i'm not sure who or what, but the royal guardsman in the city did call and tell us they'd be coming in shortly behind you with, something..........or was it, someone?" the tall muscular 42 year old man wondered to himself, before looking towards Jaraette for help. "Don't look to me, i wasn't the one who took the call!"
As the two bickered on, Kaiyle sighed and continued on up the staircase. It was rare the guards followed him up floor-to-floor. Instead, they just stayed at their posts at the bottom of the staircase, unless the prince went unseen or unheard for hours on end. Only then would they seek him out on one of the nine floors.
"Why wouldn't the guardsman simply ride with me if they needed to talk so badly?" wondered Kaiyle, before he suddenly stopped a few feet from lavatory.A1. [i]"unless........they're bringing me another prisoner" he said softly to himself, before closing his eyes and shoving the lavatory door open.
"Just lovely!!" he spat, as he kicked the door shut, and then flipped his black dress shoes off. "Two weeks in that dreadful palace, listening to Tenner, going over war plans i could care less about! Just to get here.....and not get a solid 24 hours to myself before-" Kaiyle took a deep breath, before slipping out of his shirt, and black pants. He then, in a much calmer voice, finished his thought; "-i'm bothered with such a thing! And to not tell me, and instead make it surprise? I hate surprises!! Damn you Tenner...."
The now fully undressed prince kicked his clothing to one of the corners of 800 sq ft bathroom, pulled back the showers glass door, and then started the water.
Kaiyle then stepped back from the shower, and pressed an intercom button beside a large armour.
"I do not wish to be disturbed for the next two hours. If guardsman from the main palace show up before then, you relay that message to them. I don't care how important they claim it might be.............they know how to open the watch tower, and throw in another lowly guard.........."
The princes voice could be heard all through the front wing of the palace, but with the level of echo it would create, Jaraette decided to respond via the receive, instead of shouting up into the intercom.
"Kaiyle?, what if they demand you're presence? I can't-" Kaiyle pulled his hair out from the lax pony tail it was in and flung the white band into the sink, before cutting the woman off. "I don't care if they out rank you, I out rank them.....and i don't wish to be disturbed. Tell them to sit in the grand hall and wait, play footsies if they must.", and with that the young prince didn't even give Jaraette a moment to respond, before turning the intercom system off, and slowly slinking past the glass doors, and underneath the rain-faucet.
Of course it wouldn't take him two hours to shower and dress, but he had secretly hoped the guardsman would grow bored of waiting and leave, taking whatever imprisoned guard or military official from the East, they had with them....................unfortunate for him, he couldn't of been more wrong.
Nothing was out of the ordinary as Kaiyles private carriage pulled up towards the end of the road. It was just another calm misty morning, on the outskirts of Juno.
"Lower the bridge" said the driver, and within seconds the gears could be heard grinding together.....and within a surprising 10 to 15 seconds, the end of the bridge reached from cliff the palace sat on, to the long road below. "I swear that thing gets faster each time i come here" said the driver, as he casually threw a friendly look back at Kaiyle, in hopes to illicit a response. But the young prince barely nodded his head as he stared out his window......leading the driver to sigh softly, before beginning the half-mile trek from the road, up to the palace.
A few minutes later, the gates at the front of the palace opened, and the carriage drove threw them.
The normal group of four front gate guards waved them in, and as the prince drove past a grand fountain and down the long royal driveway, the gate quickly closed behind them, and the bridge could be heard rising only for a moment, before slamming back down towards the road.
"I surely hope i'm not expecting company today...." whispered Kaiyle, slightly perplexed as to why the bridge wasn't brought up behind them as well. But as the carriage door opened, and the smell of the water engulfed the vehicle, Kaiyle quickly pushed his wondering aside, and almost smiled a bit, before hoping out onto the pavement.
"Where to your highness?" asked the driver, dressed in an all white suit, and black tie......with a golden name tag that read "Kreggan Harper"
"Harper what have i told you-" started the prince, as he casually wiped off his black suit jacket "-about calling me 'your highness'.......Kaiyle will do fine, and to answer your question, i haven't a clue where you'll be going........but it isn't with me. Feel free to enjoy the palace, since you're staying the night........" Kaiyle said flatly, before walking past the man and up the main stairs leading into the front wing of the palace.
"But your high - i mean, Prince Kaiyle - what can i do with all this time?? Alone??"
Closing his eyes for only a few seconds, the Prince stopped for a moment but refused to turn around and face Kreggan. "You know what not to touch, and what rooms not to disturb....outside of that, i don't care........just leave me to my peace."
Kaiyle then made his way up towards the front door, where one of the six other guards on duty greeted him....being opening the doors and bowing out of respect.
"You could always walk around to the watch tower, play with Ringo some.......he's likely bored, seeing as how i haven't been here in days sadly." Kaiyle said over his shoulder to Kreggan briefly, before disappearing into the main hall.
The prince was met by elder guards Hanzel and Jaraette, like he always was, as he reached one of several wide grand golden staircases.
"Hello dear, it's been a while, how's city life? The King, The Queen?" the 38 year old, slender by fit, Jaraette said softly, as she adjusted her uniforms tall hat.
"As void of enjoyment, and ripe of violence as it always is Jaraette, asking me multiple times won't change the answer" Kaiyle responded harshly, but his cold tone was of no shock to the woman who had known the prince since he was a young boy, and so she simply smiled, as Kaiyle slipped out of his suit-jacket, and flung it over his arm - revealing a white dress shirt with the first two buttons undone.
He then began to make his way up the staircase.....however, he stopped before he made it halfway up, and slowly turned his head to the side.
"Either of you happen to know if my father is following behind me for some reason?" he asked, causing a befuddled look to appear on both Jaraette and Hanzels faces. "The bridge......" he added.
Jaraettes face reminded befuddled, but Hanzel appeared to have a light bulb moment. "Oh! Yes, that. Well.........i'm not sure who or what, but the royal guardsman in the city did call and tell us they'd be coming in shortly behind you with, something..........or was it, someone?" the tall muscular 42 year old man wondered to himself, before looking towards Jaraette for help. "Don't look to me, i wasn't the one who took the call!"
As the two bickered on, Kaiyle sighed and continued on up the staircase. It was rare the guards followed him up floor-to-floor. Instead, they just stayed at their posts at the bottom of the staircase, unless the prince went unseen or unheard for hours on end. Only then would they seek him out on one of the nine floors.
"Why wouldn't the guardsman simply ride with me if they needed to talk so badly?" wondered Kaiyle, before he suddenly stopped a few feet from lavatory.A1. [i]"unless........they're bringing me another prisoner" he said softly to himself, before closing his eyes and shoving the lavatory door open.
"Just lovely!!" he spat, as he kicked the door shut, and then flipped his black dress shoes off. "Two weeks in that dreadful palace, listening to Tenner, going over war plans i could care less about! Just to get here.....and not get a solid 24 hours to myself before-" Kaiyle took a deep breath, before slipping out of his shirt, and black pants. He then, in a much calmer voice, finished his thought; "-i'm bothered with such a thing! And to not tell me, and instead make it surprise? I hate surprises!! Damn you Tenner...."
The now fully undressed prince kicked his clothing to one of the corners of 800 sq ft bathroom, pulled back the showers glass door, and then started the water.
Kaiyle then stepped back from the shower, and pressed an intercom button beside a large armour.
"I do not wish to be disturbed for the next two hours. If guardsman from the main palace show up before then, you relay that message to them. I don't care how important they claim it might be.............they know how to open the watch tower, and throw in another lowly guard.........."
The princes voice could be heard all through the front wing of the palace, but with the level of echo it would create, Jaraette decided to respond via the receive, instead of shouting up into the intercom.
"Kaiyle?, what if they demand you're presence? I can't-" Kaiyle pulled his hair out from the lax pony tail it was in and flung the white band into the sink, before cutting the woman off. "I don't care if they out rank you, I out rank them.....and i don't wish to be disturbed. Tell them to sit in the grand hall and wait, play footsies if they must.", and with that the young prince didn't even give Jaraette a moment to respond, before turning the intercom system off, and slowly slinking past the glass doors, and underneath the rain-faucet.
Of course it wouldn't take him two hours to shower and dress, but he had secretly hoped the guardsman would grow bored of waiting and leave, taking whatever imprisoned guard or military official from the East, they had with them....................unfortunate for him, he couldn't of been more wrong.