Post #2587508 in Betrothed: Power Kills, a roleplay on RPG

|| Rielle||Sebastian

Sebastian groaned hearing Jason talking from the other side of the door, feeling as if the day was just never going to end, everything bad just seemed to be coming at once, Rielle was pregnant, but the wedding had been moved up anyways, he wasn't going to talk to his parents at all, Rielle wouldn't start showing for a few weeks until after the wedding, if Jason's estimation was right which he knew it probably was.

With a sigh he pulled himself to his feet going to the door opening it. "I believe you." Sebastian said calmly, or as calmly as he could, the stress was getting to him, it had been for quite a bit but today he just snapped, it wasn't right of him to have grabbed Rielle like that and he knew it, he just wasn't thinking clearly, the fact that he had gone to strike her scared the wits out of him, as it was something his father would do, and had done, he had struck his mother, and had struck Rielle when she was seven for stepping out of line, though Rielle had stood her ground today, unflinching Appearing completely unafraid.

He shook the thoughts out of his head to clear it for whatever conversation Jason was going to have with him. "I'm just stressed, exhausted. Everything bad is getting thrown at all of us all at once." He said before Jason said anything. "I suppose I'm like my Father in that sense as well, bottle it up as a silent anger until I snap." Sebastian shook his head slightly running a hand through his hair sitting down at his desk. "Rielle and I may not get along, but she didn't deserve that, any of it, not with what happened with Annalise and..." Sebastian stopped for a minute. "The news of the baby...She must have been terrified already, I just didn't help matters." Realizing he was rambling, Sebastian stopped, and just waited, he wondered what Jason was going to say, what he was going to do if he was going to do anything.

Rielle nodded slightly before Jason left, she wasn't sure if it was a good idea for the two of them to be in the same room, though they were close friends, but she still felt uneasy about it. Rielle sighed when Annalise just stared at her hands, she wanted to so desperately help her, do what she could, if she could help at all, she didn't understand why Annalise had reacted the way she did when the conflict with Sebastian had occurred, but Rielle often made it a point not to pry, she was known for letting people tell her when they were ready or when they wanted to, though in some cases she was forced to make them speak, Annalise was not one of these Cases, and Rielle was determined to keep it that way, she didn't want to force anything out of her friend, she didn't want to force anything, but it came in the job description she supposed, a Ruler was supposed to have control, be authoritative, stand their ground, and get what they need from the people they rule, Rielle never saw how that helped anyones stress and anxiety levels, because it really didn't.

When you hear the King and Queen are coming, people are afraid, because they are trained to be, they have the power to destroy you with the nod of their head, if Rielle wasn't who she was she would be scared of them herself, and even then some Royals still made her uneasy. Rielle sighed softly putting her hand on Annalise's."I'm here for you, if you need me." Rielle said softly, smiling a little, she just wanted Annalise to feel safe, loved, and cared for.

The man Grabbed Isabelle forcing her up, the second in command after James which was the older of all of them had said it was orders from James, and he wasn't in the place to question it, or be suspicious that it wasn't James' orders at all, just something to get to him, make him hurt, which it was, but no one knew that. "I said it wasn't optional." He sneered in her ear forcing her towards the other men, they were told to use any means necessary to get her to talk, about what they didn't know just that she had a secret, a whim, an excuse to have her tortured.

"Now, you can do this the easy way or the hard way." He started. "So listen carefully." The man looked Isabelle straight in the eye. "you can start talking and tell us what we want to hear, or we can pull it out of you, one is much easier for both of us." He didn't even be phased by the way they could pull whatever it was out of the Princess. They were trained not to feel remorse for the people they captured, tortured and usually eventually killed to keep them from speaking against them or the crown, the last thing they needed was an uproar of the people claiming the crown was killing innocents, and he himself was sure some just said what they thought the men wanted to hear to get out of it, when they really knew nothing about it at all.

He knew that the Princess was a bargaining tool, so he knew the likely hood of her ending up dead was slim to nill, which meant they had to be careful with what they were doing, she had to remain well enough that she would live, besides if she died, they assumed it would mean war with France, he wondered if in a way thats what all of this was to achieve so that England could have not only France, but because of the Alliance, Scotland as well, though what was being bargained was still unclear to basically everyone, but they waited for Isabelle to decide the fate for herself, talk and remain unharmed, or not, and see what happens.

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