Samuel Wright's Story

Following the prince as he lead them to the castle Brandon took in all the sights of the town. This place was so magnificent he had never seen anything like before. As they approached the castle he was taken back by the marvelous architecture this place just got better and better. Walking pass the castle guards they all bowed their heads in respect of their prince. Entering the castle Brandon couldn't help but feel a bit uncomfortable from all of the guards glaring at him and Constance. He got they there were just doing their jobs but it didn't make it any less creepy.

The inside of the castle was just as outstanding as the outside. Everything was created with such detail and looked so extravagant. He took in all the luxurious artwork that was plastered on the castle walls. "So, where is Samuel? When can we see him?" he asked the prince wondering where Samuel was.

"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.