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Daenerys Thrate

"I wonder what lies beyond these castle walls."

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a character in “Secrets Beyond the Wall”, as played by TvAddict13

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~Name: Daenerys Thrate

~Nickname: Dany

~ Gender: Female (3)

~ Age: Sixteen

~ Height: 5'5

~ Weight: 110lbs

~ Appearance: Daenerys is a short girl only reaching a height of 5'5 and she also slender with curves. Her hair is a platinum blonde and flows down to her back in soft waves. Her eyes are a dull greenish gray hue.





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~ Personality: Daenerys is the youngest of the royal siblings and if you were to compare her to her older sister they would be total opposites. Daenerys is far from the perfect daughter and could care less about trying to be that. She is understanding of the fact that the life that she gets to live is one that most probably everyone in her kingdom dreams to have but she doesn't want to be a princess. She feels suffocated and chained down, she wants to have freedom over her life. The option to leave the castle without people order to follow and protect her and just go anywhere she pleases. She has a curiosity of what the world beyond the castle is like. While her sister is content with just being the perfect daughter and princess and settling for some prince and having some of her own little princes and princesses that is not the life that Dany wants. She is a genuine, charismatic and an outgoing person who just wants to feel like she has a choice in deciding what happens in her life.

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~ Likes and Dislikes: Dany has a strong love for animals especially her horse which she named Freedom as it is the thing she longs for most nowadays. One of the joys of having a horse is also horseback riding which is something she enjoys doing as it is usually her excuse to get away from the castle if only for a little while. She loves food especially exotic food from far of lands, breakfast, lunch and dinner are her favorite times of the day. Nature is another thing she likes, she likes being outdoors and loves the feeling of the wind blow through her hair. She loves meeting new people, travelers more than anything. Probably the thing she dislikes the most is her stature in the world. Her being a princess means that people especially her family expects things of her and she hates the responsibility that has been forced upon her.

~ Flaws: Being a princess her biggest flaw is her want to not be who she is. She rebels against the rules and how people want her be and strives to be who she wants herself to be. Her independence is her probably one of her strongest traits yet when look at upon by her family her greatest flaw.

~ Background: Daenerys has lived the life that princesses live. Growing up in a beautiful castle surrounded by family and servants alike. From a young age she was taught how a princess was to behave and what she was to look like and what was expected of her as a member of the royal Thrate family.


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So begins...

Daenerys Thrate's Story

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Character Portrait: Samuel Wright Character Portrait: Daenerys Thrate Character Portrait: Demetrius Thrate

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Daenerys


Dismounting her horse she grabbed the reins and lead Freedom to her stalls. Daenerys had decided to skip supper in favor of late afternoon fields behind the castle. Her father didn't allow her to ride outside of town as he according to him he wasn't "comfortable with the idea," however Daenerys felt he did this as he felt once she had a taste of freedom outside of the bubble he had put her in she wouldn't return. She spent about half an hour untacking, grooming and feeding Freedom before finally leaving the mare for the night. Outside the stables waiting patiently for her was her handmaiden Amelia "Did you enjoy your ride?" she asked as the two began walking into the castle. "I always enjoy my rides with Freedom. At least I do until the guards suppose to be sleathy following becomes anything but sleathy." Climbing the stairs up to her chambers she entered her room to see Amelia had as always left her supper in her room "Eat quickly then it is time for bath and bed," Daenery nodded to the older woman who was in at least her late sixties. For as long as she could remember Amelia had taken care of her and she cherished the woman with all her heart. She made quick work of meal before being bathed and changing into her night gown. Once she was set for the night she freed Amelia of her duties and once alone laid in her bed and daydreamed about the stories she had heard about far away lands placed far from the castle.

When was lost in her own thoughts when the commotion coming from the other side of her door disturbed her thoughts. Eavesdropping she heard bits and pieces of what the guys were saying and from what she understood they were attempting to track down Demetrius. Knowing her brother he was probably out in the town drinking and doing God knows what else. Getting out of bed she went to her door and swung it open "Is there a problem?" she asked looking at the guards gathered in a circle a couple of feet away. "Nothing princess. Please don't let us disrupt you, return to your slumber," Daenerys rolled her eyes "Well its to late for that now." She heard a sigh escape on of them but she couldn't tell which as one of them stepped forward "We have a man being held downstairs and with your father absent from these walls we no not what to do with him. Tracking down your brother is proving to be most challenging and --" she cut the guard off "I will go have words with this man." The guard looked as if he was about to protest but Dany didn't give him a chance as she began walking the distance to where the guards where keeping this man.

As the made her way down the hall the large doors to the front hall were opened "The royal Princess Daenerys arrives!" a man shouted as she entered. Walking up to her father's throne she took a seat as see gazed at the man being held hostage. The head guard walk up to her immediately and whispered in her ear what had happened and why the man was here. She nodded once before dismissing back to his other fellow guards. "Well sir, I have heard the guards side of the story. What is yours?" she asked waiting to hear what he would say.

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Character Portrait: Loretta Franchesca Thrate Character Portrait: Samuel Wright Character Portrait: Daenerys Thrate Character Portrait: Demetrius Thrate

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Demetrius was, in fact, not where his sister expected. As a prince and a man, he was given much more freedom than Dany, and even more than Loretta, who was given more freedom on the account that she was a rule-following stick in the mud. So he was wandering the little village outside the castle, hoping to get lost. Metri was honestly considering going outside the walls out of boredom, despite the late hour, when he saw five guards leading a man to the castle.

His curiosity was struck, and he clandestinely followed them through town. Finally, all seven men had made their way back to the throne room. When the lead guard, Sebastian, ordered one of his underlings to find a member of the royal family, Metri didn't stick around long enough to be found. It wasn't his throne yet, and, therefore, it wasn't his problem. Instead of deciding what to do with an alleged criminal (and a definite outsider, by the way he was dressed), Metri sneaked to his twin's room.

"Good evening, Loretta," he greeted when he found her by the window, singing and brushing her hair in her nightgown. "Would you like to hear about all the mischief you're missing out on?"

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Character Portrait: Loretta Franchesca Thrate Character Portrait: Samuel Wright Character Portrait: Daenerys Thrate Character Portrait: Demetrius Thrate

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✍ SAMUEL WRIGHT

Samuel's confusion probably showed on his features, which was surprising considering he rarely chose to show his emotions. One moment he was being pushed around by guards and the next someone was announcing the arrival of a princess. Though this happened to be one of the better things to happen in his span of confusion, because after the guard and the princess seemed to converse, she actually asked him what had happened. That was certainly new, but perhaps they handled things differently here than they had in good ole' Ireland. The guards were no longer being so rough with him, but it was obvious that they were ready to pounce if he made any sort of movement that they didn't approve of. Being a gentleman, he did happen to know how to conduct himself around royalty. He lowered his upper half, bent forward with his arm across his stomach in a bow, eyes never leaving the princess.

"I would kiss your hand, alas I am afraid your guards would behead me should I take even a step closer."

The one thing girls often commented about around here was his accent- Oh how they adored it. Of course he didn't see anything special in it, but then again he had lived his whole life with it. Few people had ever commented on his attire, it really was not that different from the people around here. Which led to his next bit of confusion, another princess that floated in and immediately commented on his trousers. He felt like glaring, but at the same time he knew that would probably be bad to do in such a situation. Currently he was just dressed in what was, to him, normal attire. He quickly decided it was a rhetorical question and would do him better not to answer it at all.

Quickly he repeated his bow, this time acknowledging the other princess. And finally he was able to break through his earlier confusion and answer the first princesses question. "I was in search of somewhere to stay for the night, and happened to come upon two men brawling. They were making quite a scene and had happened to draw a crowd, which is what I was stuck in. When your guards arrived, everyone obviously scattered, so I began on my way again," he paused, glancing at the apes behind him. "Apparently that wasn't the right thing to do, so I ended up being dragged up here because I didn't run away fast enough and in the correct direction."

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Character Portrait: Loretta Franchesca Thrate Character Portrait: Samuel Wright Character Portrait: Daenerys Thrate Character Portrait: Demetrius Thrate

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As Metri was shooed out of Loretta's room, he knew that he'd have to go down and see what was so important about the foreign man that warranted an audience with them. That didn't mean that he'd have to do it now. He took all the shortcuts and untraveled corridors that he knew to avoid the guards and get back to his room. Unfortunately, that was on the whole other side of the castle from Loretta's.

He was in the home stretch. Just a few more steps, and he could avoid responsibility for a few more minutes. "My Lord," he heard Sebastian call from behind him. "There you are. We've been looking everywhere for you."

Metri sighed. "And I've been avoiding you everywhere," he replied. The head guard chuckled.

"So you've heard that you have a job to do?" Sebastian asked, and the prince nodded. "Come along, then. Your sister sent for you."

Metri mumbled under his breath, "Traitor," but he did as he was told. When they reached the throne room, the prince burst through the doors with a dramatic flare. His arrival was announced, and it was clear he was interrupting something that had already begun. As was usual, however, he didn't care. "Alright," he said. "What has this man done that was so bad that I just had to come down here and take care of it?" He sauntered up to his sisters. "Good evening, Dany," he greeted, indifferent to the informality in front of a possible criminal.

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Character Portrait: Loretta Franchesca Thrate Character Portrait: Samuel Wright Character Portrait: Daenerys Thrate Character Portrait: Constance Ness Character Portrait: Demetrius Thrate Character Portrait: Brandon Michaels

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Daenerys


As she waited for the words to spill out of the man's mouth she couldn't help but notice his odd appearance. Where ever this stranger was from he wasn't from around here. This quality about him peaked Daenerys interest in him, she found those who weren't from her kingdom to of utmost interest. As he bowed to her she did nothing but smiled it least he showed he had enough sense to bow in respect to those who could leave him to rot in the dudgeons.

"I would kiss your hand, alas I am afraid your guards would behead me should I take even a step closer."

Letting out a small giggle she liked this man so far, even in the worst of situations he showed a good sense of humor. Before the man could speak her sister entered the halls. As the man repeated his bowing in respects to her sister she watched as Loretta sent Sebastian off to track down their still missing in action brother before taking her seat at her throne.

"Please Daenerys, at least be civil." Daenerys let out a simple chuckle as she turned her head to look at her sister "Do not worry dear sister, for as long as this man has a reasonable explantation for his actions this evening I see no reason for harsh actions to be taken." Turning back her attention to the man in question she said "Please do explain."

She listened intensively as the man spoke his side of the story once he was done she said nothing as her sister choose to speak first. "That is a reasonable explanation. Melaous, could that have happened?" As the unnerved guard confirmed the man's words her sister dismissed all servants and guards. As they began to leave her brother ever fashionably late finally made his grand entrance. "What has this man done that was so bad that I just had to come down here and take care of it?" He said as he approached his sisters. "Good evening, Dany," he greeted her, "Evening brother."

As the hall cleared out leaving only the royal siblings and the unnamed stranger Dany looked at her brother "Your sisters have the situation well under control if you still wish to leave you are free to do so," Dany knew her brother didn't care for things such as this which is why she was slightly surprised that he had showed up at all. Watching her sister descend from her throne she walked over to the man "What is your name and where are you from?" These were two questions that Daenerys herself wanted the answers to.

Brandon


Brandon stood up against the gate messing with his iPhone 5s, he wasn't getting any service which was pissing him off. He hated himself for letting Samuel talk them in to traveling on the road after the old lady had warned them to turn back around, but of course him not wanting to debate with Sam and cause trouble he had agreed. "Hey, can you leave your phone for one minute.. Remember there isn't any reception up here!" Constance yelling at him caused him to look up from his screen "Oh, sorry" he said tucking his phone into his pocket. Before he could say anything else he was being whisked away to the castle.

As they came to the town Brandon stood in awe as Constance began to take pictures as she also did when they came face to face which such amazing sights. "Where are we?," he asked thing out loud. "Amazing, look they even dress up!" Brandon looked at the people as the walked pass them some of them looking back and giving them strange looks as if they were the ones who looked weird. He watched as Constance tried to ask some one a question but before she could even get out the words the woman pushed past her running away. "That was.. weird." Brandon nodded as he walk over to so they were now standing side by side, "Really weird." As Constance took a seat on a bench he noticed she was cold, looking up at the sky night was quickly approaching and he didn't know where they were or where they would be sleeping tonight.

With the outfit he chose to wear today he had put on a sweater with it which he handed to Constance as he took a seat beside her on the bench. "By now who knows where he is! All I know is he can be some sort of dungeon. With his curiosity, he get's caught in problems while dragging us along!" Brandon let out a laugh but said nothing as the thought of Samuel sitting in some creepy dungeon crossed his mind, he really hoped none of them would be spending the night in a cell. As Constance again led him off he to joined her and calling out their missing friend's name as he did his best to ignore the strange looks they were getting.

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Character Portrait: Loretta Franchesca Thrate Character Portrait: Samuel Wright Character Portrait: Daenerys Thrate Character Portrait: Demetrius Thrate

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✍ SAMUEL WRIGHT

Samuel gave what was, well, probably a fairly amused face. Of course he was still confused, but considering how strangely the one princess was acting, you could expect it. She just got right up and came over to him, he was fairly positive that no princesses did that. Not even Kinds or Queens or princes did that. So she certainly was the odd one. It was strange, she was close enough to have to actually look up at him. Not that he was extremely tall or anything, but usually people stayed far enough away that they didn't have to appear to be gazing up at him. The princess either had little manners or didn't care much to respect them- Oh well, it wasn't making him uncomfortable, at least not yet.

Though he wasn't quite sure why she felt the need to ask him the questions she did. If they believed he could be innocent- believed it enough to send the guards away -couldn't they just let him be? It wasn't like they needed his life story, and he wasn't very happy about having to answer such questions. And it really wasn't their business. So long as the questions stayed like this though, he supposed he could be a good boy and suck it up to answer them.

"This is weird," he muttered to himself, eyes on the ground as he rubbed the back of his neck. After a moment he looked back up to meet the princesses gaze. "Samuel Wright and, though this is sort of obvious, I'm from Ireland." He gave a slight shrug, watching the prince saunter inside the hall. Samuel almost snorted- Prince? More like princess. Luckily, he managed to keep a straight face. Still, he couldn't help but notice the strange way everyone was dressed. Was this like some sort of festival? Or, well it seemed almost real. He knew he dressed weird but, it wasn't as bad as this. The weight of his Blackberry could suddenly be felt in his back pocket, but he chose not to take it out.

The next thing that came to mind was his friends. They were probably already pissed at him for making them continue on past that old ladies house, even after she warned them to go the other way. He couldn't help but be curious though! Who wouldn't be? And honestly, Samuel was very easily described as a little kid stuck in a mans body. When someone told him not to do something, it just made him want to do it that much more. No doubt his friends were going to kill him after this though.

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Character Portrait: Loretta Franchesca Thrate Character Portrait: Samuel Wright Character Portrait: Daenerys Thrate Character Portrait: Demetrius Thrate

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"Your sisters have the situation well under control if you still wish to leave you are free to do so," Dany said to him. Metri brushed off the comment.

"No way," he said. "I was dragged out here, so now I am staying. I walked all the way from my room." He paused before continuing. "I didn't even make Sebastian carry me!" he joked. He sobered when he sat on his throne.

"Samuel Wright and, though this is sort of obvious, I'm from Ireland," the man in front of them said. Ireland? At any rate, he didn't like the look of this man at all. He seemed dangerous, and Metri would just as soon have him kicked out of town.

Loretta obviously had the same thoughts as he. "Metri, where is this Ireland?" she asked him.

Metri answered honestly, "I've never heard of it." As he decided what to do, his sister made up her mind and offered the strange man a room in the castle as a guest. "Loretta," Metri warned, "we should keep him in the dungeon. We don't know what he's here for."

His sister didn't listen to him, however, and instead she ordered a room to be prepared. "Will that be suitable for you?" she asked him. Metri didn't like the look in her eyes.

"Loretta," he snapped. "He goes in the dungeon."

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Character Portrait: Loretta Franchesca Thrate Character Portrait: Samuel Wright Character Portrait: Daenerys Thrate Character Portrait: Constance Ness Character Portrait: Demetrius Thrate Character Portrait: Brandon Michaels

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Daenerys


"I was dragged out here, so now I am staying. I walked all the way from my room." Dany rolled her eyes at her brother's words as he continued on "I didn't even make Sebastian carry me!" Giving a sarcastic clap of her hands she said "Wow you did all that work? On your own? You must be just so exhausted! Maybe I should have Amelia draw your bath so you can soak all your aches and pains away," her voice was full with sarcasm.

She at times envied her brother not because he was the one who inherited the throne but because he got to enjoy freedoms that she could only dream of. The only time she ever got to truly live was when she defied her father and while she always relished in her temporarily moments of freedom but it always ended the same. The guards would find her where ever she was and bring her to her father would scream and yell for what seemed like hours. Then she would be sent to her room for the night and by morning the number of guards would be increased to watch and follow her every move.

Turning her attention back to the strange man she listened as he spoke,"Samuel Wright and, though this is sort of obvious, I'm from Ireland." Daenerys was just as confused as the twins. As far as she knew there were only six other kingdoms not including her own in existent and none of them were called Ireland. "Metri, where is this Ireland?" Dany looked from her sister who had asked the question to her brother who answered saying "I've never heard of it." Daenerys gaze yet again fell on the Samuel as she considered what to do with him, before she could come to a decision her sister had already decided,"All right, Samuel. We do not want to be rude so I would humbly like to offer you a room, here, in the castle as a guest."

Giving her older sister a wary look Daenerys did not feel this was the wisest cause of action, "Loretta I don't think this would be wise. This man hails from lands we have never heard of and you offer him a room within the castle." Her brother who agreed with her added in "Loretta, we should keep him in the dungeon. We don't know what he's here for." Loretta ignored them both as she ordered for a room to be prepared for him. Daenerys let out a loud sigh, both of the twins were both stubborn as could be and at times that made them impossible to put up with.

Demetrius snapped at their sister "Loretta, he goes in the dungeon." It was late now and Daenerys didn't have the time or the energy to listen to her siblings go back and forth. "For tonight Samuel should stay in the dungeon and tomorrow after much rest and thought we can decided what to do with him until father and mother return home."

Brandon


The longer him and Constance called for Samuel is more pissed off he became. Was Samuel know for wandering off yeah but he had never gone off so long and at such an hour. It seemed like they had been calling out for Sam forever when Constance turned and looked at him, "Okay we can't wait here all night, what should we do?" Brandon sighed as he took a moment to think which wasn't his strong suit. Looking at the castle in the distance he looked at Constance "Tonight we find somewhere to stay and tomorrow will head to the castle and hopeful someone there can help us locate Same and find a way out of here."

Standing up he began walking through the town. There were still many strange looks but Brandon didn't have time to care to think about how people were viewing him. He began knocking on doors of random houses and as most were either unanswered or slammed in his face one old lady listened. He told the woman that he and his friend got lost while out looking for another friend of theirs and now it was dark and they had no way of getting home or a place to sleep. The woman looked skeptical but after a long moment of just eyeing the two teens she allowed them into her home. Brandon thanked the woman as she gave them access to two single beds that she said once belonged to her sons that had since left home. He was happy that they had found a place to stay the nite but he was still worried about what tomorrow would bring.

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Character Portrait: Loretta Franchesca Thrate Character Portrait: Samuel Wright Character Portrait: Daenerys Thrate Character Portrait: Demetrius Thrate

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✍ SAMUEL WRIGHT

They didn't know where- or what -Ireland was? This whole thing was seeming less and less like a game by the second, especially since they seemed so serious when they mentioned putting him in the dungeons. Were they really going to send him to jail? It wasn't like he had even done anything wrong. Not only did he tell them what had happened, but they asked one of the damn guards and even he said it was true. If they thought he was innocent- innocent enough to offer him a room in the castle -then why wouldn't they just let him go? He needed to get back to his friends, he had little doubt that both of them were going to have some colorful things to say to him when he finally got back. Though he didn't want to offend the fake royalty by speaking without being spoken to, it was something he had read in one of the many medieval books he'd skimmed through before going on this trip.

"I really cannot stay at all," he was attempting to sound the most polite he could. "I apologize but if you've found me, uh, innocent of whatever- crime? I committed, I should really be getting back to my friends." At that moment, he was really wishing that the prince had left when one of the sisters told him to. It was he that was causing the problems anyways, if it had just been the girls he could have probably convinced them to let him get back to his friends. He shifted his weight back and forth, about to crack his knuckles before stopping and placing his hands back at his sides. This was so crazy.

Oh, look at that, now the other princess had something to say. "Uh, okay, sorry guys, but this is seriously getting out of hand." He looked at each character, an eyebrow quirked as he took a step back. "I didn't do anything wrong, and you can't just throw me in a dungeon like you're the freaking president or something." Until then he hadn't wanted to take his phone out, but now he did. Unfortunately he discovered as soon as he turned on the screen that he had no service. "What the hell is wrong with this place..." was muttered, mostly to himself as he raised a hand to run it through his hair, attempting to figure out what to do.

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Character Portrait: Loretta Franchesca Thrate Character Portrait: Samuel Wright Character Portrait: Daenerys Thrate Character Portrait: Demetrius Thrate

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Loretta surrendered bitterly and glided out of the throne room. Demetrius was angered further as the doors closed behind his sister. Guards reopened it and poured in, awaiting official orders.

"Uh, okay, sorry guys, but this is seriously getting out of hand," Samuel said. The prince felt his temper flare higher. He rose from his throne and slowly approached the stranger.

"Excuse me?" he asked lowly, dangerously. Samuel raised an eyebrow.

"I didn't do anything wrong, and you can't just throw me in a dungeon like you're the freaking president or something," he replied.

"The hell I can't," Metri insisted, but Samuel ignored him and pulled out a strange looking black box. He muttered something to himself and ran his hand through his hair. Demetrius was enraged, but he kept a calm exterior. "Guards, put him in the dungeon immediately and indefinitely," the prince ordered. "Seek out his companions and invite them here. If they resist, bring them in as criminals."

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Character Portrait: Loretta Franchesca Thrate Character Portrait: Samuel Wright Character Portrait: Daenerys Thrate Character Portrait: Constance Ness Character Portrait: Demetrius Thrate Character Portrait: Brandon Michaels

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Brandon


Brandon gazed around the room he couldn't help be amazed by the fine detail involved in everything. From the way people dressed to architecture of the buildings to the furniture in the rooms, every piece of it made him feel as if he was dropped into another place in time. Who ever was responsible for this creation needed to be given some kind of reward.

As Constance came over to him she turned his body so he was facing the door, "Stay like that, I'm going to change." Brandon nodded "As you command my lady," Brandon said jokingly as he waited for Constance to finish changing. Once she had finished he started stripping out of his own clothes leaving on his boxers and undershirt. Walking over to the dresser as Constance opened it he took a look at the weird looking clothes "I can't believe people still wear stuff like this."

Picking up the clothes he had just taken off he placed them into his bag before zipping it back up. He glanced over at Constance who had her phone "Still no signal?" he asked as if he didn't already know the answer. He wished that their phones would work so they could just call Sam and ask him where the hell he was. With a sigh he sat down on his mattress, today had been one hell of a day and he just wanted to go to sleep and wake up in place where technology was something that worked.

Turning to the door as he heard it being pushed open the old woman named Abigail entered holding a wooden tray with bowls of food for them. In all their efforts to locate Samuel Brandon hadn't realized that they hadn't eaten. While just the smell of food made his stomach rumble he was skeptical of the woman's soup. Nothing of this place was like the world he knew and he wasn't to sure about eating food from here. As the woman left them yet again he thanked her as she exited the room then looked at Constance who was offering him his soup. With an unsure look on his face he took the soup for her and eyed it suspiciously before looking back up at her "You try it first."

Daenerys


Dany just sat but in just watched as the scene before her continued to unfold. Loretta respecting Demetrius's word as heir to the throne left the decision up to him which meant Samuel would be spending the night in the dudgeons. On one hand she felt bad for the man as the dudgeon wasn't a place anyone wanted to be. However, she didn't know anything about him other than his name, the fact that he had been arrested and he was supposedly from some land that she didn't really think existed. In all honesty she felt much safer knowing he was going to be under confinement while within the castle.

Before leaving Loretta made mention of Samuel's friends that the man had brought up. The though of this made her wonder if these people looked at weird as Samuel did. She figured so. With her sister gone Dany felt like it was time for her to finally go to bed. The decision had already been made as to what would be happening to Samuel so he presence was no longer required. "Well with all taken care of I shall turn in for the night. Good nite Metri," she said taking her leave before the argument between her brother and Samuel took place.

Walking the distance to her bedroom she couldn't be anymore happy when she finally got into bed. The arrival of Samuel had her mind racing of all the things that could exist out there that she had never discovered before. The feeling that she was missing out on life is what caused her rebelliousness. She wanted to explore and discover and just sitting in the castle all day everyday was not allowing to do either of those things. As she allowed her mind to settle she was soon asleep and much needed slumber.

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Character Portrait: Daenerys Thrate Character Portrait: Constance Ness Character Portrait: Demetrius Thrate Character Portrait: Brandon Michaels

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Brandon


Feeling someone tapping on his head Brandon made muffled groans as he did his best to ignore it and stay asleep, "Time to wake up, Abby brought some food for us. It looks good, just some cheeses, fruit and bread." Hearing the mention of food he suddenly perked up as his stomach began to growl almost instantly. While Constance separated the food Brandon got up out of his bed and put on a fresh pair of clothes, it felt weird putting on fresh clothes without bathing first but he didn't like re-wearing dirty clothes.

Taking the food Constance had left for him off the tray he sat back on his bed watching her as she messed with her phone. Brandon had official given up on his and he didn't see the point of trying anymore, there just wasn't service in this place. Brandon wasn't aware with what was going on as he was far to involved in his breakfast to notice get up and leave. Abby's breakfast was far better than the dinner she had provided them with last night. Devouring the meal wants his food was gone he had finally noticed Constance was gone. Did I really just lose her too he though to himself as he went to search the house.

He saw some that there was some action taking place outside of the house as Constance, Abigail and some new guy all stood outside. "I don't want to be rude, I just need to know where my friend is.. If you don't wish for us to be here, then we have to find him and be on our merry ways," walking in from behind Constance he stood there trying to get caught up. Tapping her shoulder he asked "Does this dude know where to find Samuel?"

Daenerys


"Daenerys. My lady it is time to wake up your breakfast is waiting" a muffled moan could be heard coming from the princess. She could hear Amelia laughing as she started to gently shake the princess awake, it was the same thing with Danereys every morning. Before long Amelia managed to awake the formally sleeping beauty and nudge her in the direction of the bathroom.
Bathing her, then dressing her and finally brushing her natural soft waves once dressed she headed downstairs to where her breakfast awaked her.

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Character Portrait: Daenerys Thrate Character Portrait: Constance Ness Character Portrait: Demetrius Thrate Character Portrait: Brandon Michaels

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Constance stared down at the Prince with an annoyed look, as she crossed her arm with a raise brow. For the most part, she kept quiet, knowing Demetrius would just love the attention. After around the few minutes of silence she broke, "Then how about getting off your ass, and retrieving him from of the dungeon. I mean you obviously don't want us here then why keep dragging out our visit. Also could you please cut the act, I mean come on! Is this all a game to you, who even has dungeons anymore!? Really!" She paced back and forth, getting angrier as the day grew longer. Stopping she released her arms and places them on her hip, "What did he even do, insult your clothes? He wouldn't even harm a fly, let along do something illegal. Really, enlighten me."

In the corner of her eye, she saw another person enter the room. Turning her head, her eyes focused and was amazed once more. It was the most menial moment but her mouth dropped at the sight. Smiling a bit, apart from still being angry at the Prince, she saw the dress that flowed off of Daenerys's body. The details were just perfect, eye popping. Aside from Constance being a bit of a tom-boy, she loved old fashion and the way everything was crafted. To not seem strange, she just looked away and faced the prince. Moving the hair out of her face, she wasn't satisfied with the time they had to wait to see their friend. "I don't care to see him a nice order, once he's released that it. Take me and Brandon over to him, if you don't mind that is.. Prince Demetrius"

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The redhead glared at him and crossed her arms. "Then how about getting off your ass, and retrieving him from of the dungeon. I mean you obviously don't want us here then why keep dragging out our visit. Also could you please cut the act, I mean come on! Is this all a game to you, who even has dungeons anymore!? Really! What did he even do, insult your clothes? He wouldn't even harm a fly, let along do something illegal. Really, enlighten me." she spat. Metri was surprised to say the least: no one spoke to him that way. Ever. That Samuel had been disrespectful, but she blew far past that.

"Well, we have a dungeon," he said, faking a bored tone, "and if you are looking to get thrown in it, I suggest you continue." He didn't stand up, as that would be following her orders. Instead, he settled in more comfortably. "If you must know, he did something remarkably similar to what you are doing right now. He told me I could not throw him in the dungeon, so I proved him wrong." Just as Metri was about to continue, his sister Dany glided into the room. He smiled. "Good morning," he greeted.

The redhead continued, "I don't care to see him a nice order, once he's released that it. Take me and Brandon over to him, if you don't mind that is... Prince Demetrius." The prince scoffed.

"Isn't it a little late to be nice to me?" he asked.

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Character Portrait: Samuel Wright Character Portrait: Daenerys Thrate Character Portrait: Constance Ness Character Portrait: Demetrius Thrate Character Portrait: Brandon Michaels

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Brandon & Daenerys


"Then how about getting off your ass, and retrieving him from of the dungeon. I mean you obviously don't want us here then why keep dragging out our visit. Also could you please cut the act, I mean come on! Is this all a game to you, who even has dungeons anymore!? Really!" Brandon eyes widened as Constance once again started talking to the prince as if he was just some random commoner. He wasn't sure if her goal in all of this was to get Samuel out or them throw in. He wasn't a hundred percent sure how she felt about being thrown in a dudgeon but going into a dudgeon meant going to prison and he didn't like the idea of prison. "Constance would you mind doing me this favor of shutting the hell up. I don't know about you but my goal here is to get Samuel out of his cell not to make us all bunkmates in it!"

Constance temper was starting to piss him off now. After getting so close to finally finding and getting Samuel out she was about to ruin everything. He watched her as she paced around while he just short his head in annoyance, "What did he even do, insult your clothes? He wouldn't even harm a fly, let along do something illegal. Really, enlighten me." At this point there was no railing the girl in and Brandon was starting to consider just acting the Prince for the most roomiest cell they had in the castle as it seemed he was going to be spending quite some time there at this rate. As the princess entered the room Brandon couldn't help but smile, this day was starting to look up after all.

Daenerys entered the room to see two strangers that were dressed fairly similar to Samuel and her brother seated at his throne. "Good morning," he brother greeted from afar and nodding in return see smiled "Morning Metri." She could see the strange boy looking at her out of the corner of her eye, "Yes ?," she said shifting her gaze towards him. "Oh sorry, its just ... your hot ..... like really hot," Daenerys looked at him with confusion written all over her face "Actually am quite cool." Brandon realized that she didn't really understand what he had meant so he rephrased his words "What I mean is your really pretty ... beautiful actually." Chuckling Daenerys smiled "Well I see someone is trying to escape the dudgeon. Lucky for you flattery can get you everywhere," she said turning from the young man and walking up to her throne were she sat.

"I don't care to see him a nice order, once he's released that it. Take me and Brandon over to him, if you don't mind that is.. Prince Demetrius", the redheaded one spoke and Daenerys could help but laugh. This one had spunk. "Well she's demanding one," Daenerys said talking to her brother while looking at the girl. She could hear her brother scoffed before saying "Isn't it a little late to be nice to me?" It was obvious these two hadn't made the best first impressions on one other. "Sebastian, go down to the dudgeon and retrieve the prisoner" she ordered, the head guard nodding did as was told and left the room to go and get Samuel. "Your friend shall be up shortly. Be patient!" she said looking at the redhead when she used the word patient.

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Constance let out a short sigh and noticed her mistakes. She grabbed her right arm, and just rocked back and forth on her heels, thinking of the way to say she's sorry. Looking at Brandon, she felt bad if it was her fault anything had happened. Giving him a smile, she faced the royals with a bow. "I understand it is a bit late for apologies, but I still would like to say I'm sorry. I trust you, plus you are the ones with our friend's fate in your hands. Forgive me." she bowed her head again, but further down.

Picking it up, she met with their eyes, feeling sorry for everything she could have said to offend them. "If there is anything I can do, I will be more then happy." Turning her head to Brandon, she looked to see if what she did was right or satisfying to him. In hopes of better approach, she wished to see more of the castle but was unsure if she would get the privilege. WHy not just ask them herself, "I was wondering.. maybe if you would let us. If we can take a little tour around the castle after everything is settled?"