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Marcus Hilyard

What isn't there for the taking?

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a character in “Veritas Isle”, as played by Sambea

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ImageName:
Marcus Hilyard

Age:
30

Gender:
Male

Race:
Human

Appearance:
Marcus stands at 6 feet and four inches. His hair is to his shoulder and medium brown. He likes to keep it in a ponytail tied with wine color ribbon. His eyes are a light gold color and his skin is tan. He is muscular and fit. Marcus has light facial hair with a scar going from his top to bottom lip.

Personality:
Marcus is a very confidant man. He is okay in his skin and doesn't mind letting people know that. He likes to laugh and joke about with people and may come off as harsh. He likes a good challenge and is willing to challenge anyone if he deems them not worthy of what they have. Marcus is intelligent and very well disciplined. He likes to flirt with anyone he can, but has his eye on only one person.

Family:
  • Father- Davidson Hilyard
  • Mother- Karynel Hilyard
History:
Marcus is the only child to King Davidson and Queen Karynel Hilyard. He grew up with the finest teachers and was taught to fight as early as possible. He grew up with the Keavaris family, visiting them in the summers when he was allowed to have a couple weeks of vacation from training. He got well with a lot of the family, but Elwin was (still is) his weak spot and his father always told him he should never have one because the enemy would use that against him and he was afraid that he would get Elwin hurt if they had knowin. Plus having a male lover would not be allowed in his father's kingdom.

So as to help ease his pain he would tease Elwin, in many ways than one, and always would end up in a fight with Roshia, who somehow always had the upper hand on him. Till this day he still doesn't know how she can always win a fight with him, even with his training. Marcus tried to get her to join his father's army when she was old enough, but she declime. Now he does princely things, going around and fighting wars if he can or meeting with people for his father.

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Marcus Hilyard's Story

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Marcus smirked, watching the kid look at out the window. He had some similar looks to Elwin, but he definitely wasn't Elwin. Going to keep him around. Might have some fun with him while I wait for Elwin to come back to me... No... I have to leave him for now... See if I can get someone to dig up information on this Atlas man. The kid sure would look good in my..

He was snapped out his thoughts when the kid asked about his relationship with his father, "First I want to say I feel honored that you care so much about my relationship with my father. Second, it is royal business. He is a good man... just cares more for the kingdom than his own son... unless it is to send you two to keep me from doing what I need to do. Third, when we get to the castle, stay with me. I want to speak to you privately in my room." Marcus smirked the whole time before looking out the window himself.

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"Sorry, I wasn't trying to intrude on royal affairs, I was just really making small talk to pass the time a little faster.I'm sorry if my presence has inconvenienced you or prevented you from accomplishing your tasks. And not to argue, but I would have thought you'd want to be rid of me as soon as possible, might I inquire as to what you need to speak to me about." He asked. Erorn was usually good at reading people, but when he turned to listen to Marcus' response, he couldn't figure out why he was grinning like an idiot.

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He couldn't help but to let out a chuckle. "No worries, I just find it funny. Also I will tell you why I need you when we are in the privacy of my own room. You are too temperamental to ever get on the field, Kid." Marcus smirked, teasing him. "I am not much of a small talk kind of person, but for your sake I can try and be. What made you want to be in the Royal Guards? I mean... given your... uhm..." He motioned with his hand at the kid's body. "body."


Marcus really wasn't one for small talk unless it was with his mother. So whatever he just said seemed a little bit harsh, but he was trying for the kid. What more could you ask from him? He is going to hate me before I even get to play with him... He sighed mentally.

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"Given that we're in the carriage, I'll let that last 'Kid' slide. That and it didn't seem to be said with any malice." He smiled for the first time since getting to the island. "Well, I was orphaned at a young age and my adopted family was all really tall. I was picked on all the time in school for my height and I was scrawny too. A person can only take so much before they snap. I started getting into shape, getting stronger and the next time some one picked on me, I beat the shit out of them. This kind of thing went on for quite a while and the army just seemed like one more stepping stone to proving myself. I worked my way through the ranks, teaching others not to pick on me along the way, then your father selected me himself for the guard, I never really asked him why." He explained. "But I don't think that my stature has ever really held me back, it's the people who have a problem with it that have tried to hold me back." He couldn't really tell why he was suddenly opening up to the prince, but he was starting to feel a little more relaxed. "I appreciate you listening to me, but if you're not comfortable with talking, it's no big deal."

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Marcus sat there and listened to him. He was never really a bully to anyone, maybe Elwin, but he just wanted Elwin to hate him so leaving him would hurt less, but instead Elwin fell even more in love with him and Marcus couldn't say no to him when it was just them too. What would my mother do? Marcus thought for a moment. The kid looked somewhat hurt... broken in a sense, but he also had passion. Marcus leaned in and patted his head a bit before bringing his hand back into his lap. "My father probably saw passion in you, but the old fucker also only has one eye... so he only say half of you. You have to let your anger out in more than just battle." Marcus smirked. "I will teach you how when he get to the castle." Marcus sat back, crossing his legs. He just wanted the kid as a pet, but he had to stop acting so damn emotionally invested. Not like he would really replace Elwin for good.

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Erorn let out a chuckle at the joke about the king's vision. "I'm not sure that's how it works. I'm pretty sure he saw all of me, just given my short stature and his lack of depth perception he probably thought I was farther away." He snickered realizing he had just made a short joke. He completely missed the part about teaching him how to let his anger out. He was actually starting to have a good time. He was beginning to realize how easily people were won over by this guy, he knew how to charm someone.

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Marcus watched as the kid joked and laughed about. He smirked, Erorn reminded him so much of Elwin. It hurt, but he kept a smirk on his face. His smile is adorable. Ugh, I need to stop. Marcus thought thought about the joke to try and get his mind off of other things and laughed. He was late to it, but it made sense. "I won't tell my father you said that... but that was a good joke. Didn't think you knew what humor was." Marcus shifted in his seat, he really hated the ride from the castle to the islands. It was the longest ride. He looked out the window and groaned. There were still a ways away.

The kid was lucky they weren't alone. He rubbed his face and leaned his head back. "You have a lady back home?" He asked randomly. If had to fight for the kid like he had to with Elwin, Marcus was going to flip his shit.

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"I'm actually not such an angry guy if I don't have to be, but I do have a short fuse, I'll give you that. Sadly, that same short fuse has made my social life ... awkward." He frowned slightly thinking about it. "I have my guard up all the time, so it's hard for me to let others in easily. Usually it comes across as me pushing them away. That and my line of work also puts me in a lot of danger, no one wants to date a guy if there's a chance he might not come home at the end of the night. So, no I don't have a lady back home, I don't have anyone back home." He said as it was clear this was not his favorite subject.

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This kid's whole fucking life is a sad ass story. Marcus mentally groaned and he looked down at the kid. "Do you have... like I don't know... happy hobbies?" He leaned his elbows on his knees and his head on his palm. He stared at the kid. I bet his lips are so soft... Elwin's wa- no.. no don't you fucking think about him. Focus on Erorn. His eyes are a gorgeous blue... wonder what his facial expression would be if I... Marcus snapped out of it and looked down at his shoes. Not here, Marcus. Not here. Maybe I shouldn't make him my pet. Just add it to his fucking list of sad ass stories. God forbid he has anymore. He thought about Erorn going home to an empty house and him being alone in bed. It depressed him.

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Erorn thought about this for a second. "Well, I love to cook. It's not really a hobby, more like a necessity, but I'm good at it and I make some really good food." He thought for another couple seconds. "I also like to go hunting and fishing, that sort of thing. What do you enjoy doing when you aren't being forced to do all that royal duty stuff?" He smiled again thinking about the fun stuff he enjoyed. He even briefly pictured himself cooking and going out camping with the prince. Why the hell am I thinking of him THAT way? Sure he's cute and all, but ...NO he's the fucking prince!

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Marcus was snapped out of his own mind, "How is your skin so... anyway I don't. I mean... I got to taverns... I might go hunting every now and again. I read... maybe. For the past couple years I have been throwing myself into work." He sure in the hell didn't want to tell him why. Marcus leaned in, thinking he wanted to have some fun, "You sure seem like you like getting to know me." He looked into the kid's eyes. Marcus was flirting, he knew he would, but when flirted everything was out of the window. He was like a animal going after his prey. He was in for the kill.

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Holy shit, is he flirting? He's looking so intently. Just play it cool, he can't possibly be flirting. He's the prince and you're a guard. He stared back into Marcus' chocolate brown eyes. "Well, to be honest, at first I thought you were just a stuck-up, snooty, shallow, selfish royal brat, but I figured it wasn't fair to judge you so harshly without getting to know you first. This long ride to the castle provided a perfect opportunity to talk to you and get to know you a little better, since your father will probably have me guard you more often now that you're getting home early." He grinned with a hint of flirtatious excitement in his voice. "But from what I've seen so far, it seems there's more beneath your surface than you care to share. Which I figure means you're trying to hide something, or worse you think that people want you to be the person I assumed you were." He leaned in looking up at his chin just inches away and ran a finger down Marcus' exposed arm. He grinned devilishly as he saw goosebumps pop up as he did. Two can play this game, but gods help me if I'm wrong. "So which is it?"

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Marcus smiled at first, he was being called a brat, but then the kid ran a finger down his arm and he laugh. "Woah there, what are you doing. Didn't know you swung that way." He gently grabbed Erorn's hand and placed it back in his lap. "I won't judge you, but you have to forgive me if I lead you on. I told you I don't do small talk. I just come off as... well flirtaious, maybe. I don't know, but I am sorry if you thought I was going after you or something. You didn't seem like the... promiscuous type of person." He scooted back from him and laughed. Marcus was in his element now. He did this all the time with Elwin, which he wasn't proud of now, but he didn't want to do this in front of the other guy in the carriage and he certainly would rather be in a little more open space.

"I have no idea what you are talking about when you say there is more to me or that you think I act a certain way because that is what people want me to act. I do what I want and what I please." Marcus laughed again, at the attempt from him to flirt.

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Erorn wasn't buying Marcus' act, but he understood the reasoning behind it. He had forgotten about the other person in the carriage as well, so he decided to play along for now.
"I'm sorry your Highness, I didn't intend to offend you. It's clear now that there is nothing more to you than what is on the surface." He said with a little bit of a glare up into Marcus' eyes.
"As for the direction in which I swing, let's just say I swing in the direction that I'm pushed. A direction that will henceforth be away from your Highness I can assure you. There's no need to worry, it won't happen again." He smiled with a bit of triumph. He knew the prince was faking, so why not insult him a little with his own words. This was beginning to become a new challenge for Erorn and he never turned down a challenge or let one defeat him.

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Marcus smirked and shook his head. The kid sure knew how to play the game, but he wasn't done with the boy. If only he knew. Marcus stayed quiet for the rest of the ride. He thought about Elwin and the last kiss they had. The way his lips were so soft. He thought about what he was going to do now. The plan for him to stay away was over, no thanks to his stupid father. Marcus got a taste of his weakness and now he couldn't live without it. He was going to have to get rid of Atlas somehow, but he needed to information on him first.

They arrived in front of the castle and the driver opened the door for them. Marcus let everyone out before getting out himself. He dismissed the older man and told the kid to follow him. They walked into the hallway that lead to the throne room, where he was sure that his father was in. He was starting to get pissed again, he turned around to Erorn. "Stay here and don't leave, I still want to talk to you in private."

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Erorn did as instructed as Marcus went into the throne room to talk to his father. He wasn't sure what was going to happen and he still wasn't sure what the real reason was about why he was so angry with his father. He thought back to the carriage ride while he was gone. What the fuck were you doing back there?! You've never acted like this before, you've always been able to control your impulses. "Yeah and look where that's gotten me. Sad and alone, but hey at least I have my pride and honor." he answered his thoughts in a mocking, yet muffled tone.
You're playing with fire and you know it. Do you really think he cares about you? No to him you're just a secret play thing for his amusement. He'll use you then throw you away when he's done with you.
"Yeah, well maybe I want to be used at least once in my life. Gods know I've never gotten past a first date with anyone, maybe it's better if I'm with someone who doesn't care." He suddenly realized how weird his conversation with himself would look if someone were to walk in on him. He didn't want the prince to walk in and see him arguing like that with nobody else around, so he quickly shut up and went to guarding the hall.

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Romilly had been at the castle for some time before the prince got back. She wasn't supposed to meet him for another week, but a maid told her that they saw the carriage come down from the ramps that connected the islands to the kingdom. She wasn't from this land and had hoped Marcus would bring her up to them, but right now she was more worried about meeting a man she didn't know and didn't love.

She stood there in her pink dress next to the king's throne. Her hands fumbled with the hem of her dress when the king laughed and told her that everything would be okay and that she looked gorgeous. Romilly thanked him and did a little bow before turning back to face the door. It took a moment before Marcus opened the door and close it behind him. He hadn't seen her yet.

"Father, to send an old man and a damn kid to protect me... that is like a slap in the damn face!" He began walking closer when he finally notice her. "I am sorry, didn't know there was a lady in the room." He bowed apologetically.

She looked nervous at him then his father. His father groaned, "I sent them as protection. I will talk to you later about what is going on with that, as of for right now. Meet Princess Romilly your soon to be wife." Marcus glared at him, not even looking at her. Romilly began to blush. She knew this was going to happen. She herself argued with her parents about it till the day she left.

"And why would I need a wife, I have been doing well on my own. No offense, Princess Romilly, I am sure you are a great woman, just... Father... I can't marry her." She didn't know why her heart sunk when he said that. It isn't like she liked the man, or men.

"And why is that? Do you have a woman who you planned on marrying and not tell us?" His father ask. Marcus just stared at him. She could tell that he was pissed, but it softened when he looked at her. He walked up to her, took her hand, and bowed.

"I am sorry if I have offended you. I will indeed marry you and until then maybe we can get to know each other. Hopefully I can become the husband you have dreamed of and a great father to our future children." He then looked up at her, his golden eyes shining.

Romilly blushed from head to toe, "You aren't even who I want to be with. Ugh, I know you don't want this," she smiled though and said softly. "Please, stand up. I am not offended at all. I know this is sudden. I was also caught off guard when my parents told me. I am looking forward to getting to know you and hope that I can be a great wife and mother to our... future children." She wanted to cringe, but she kept her smile on. Marcus excused himself, saying he had business to attend to and walked out. His father apologized for his son and said she was free to walk around the castle and explore. She bowed and walked out to indeed explore.

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Marcus walked out and looked at Erorn. He was angry, beyond pissed even. What was his damn father thinking? They never even discussed him getting married and now out of the blue they wanted him to marry some woman who he didn't even know. It wasn't like she was hideous, she was quite beautiful, but she wasn't what he wanted. "You follow me, you have just been promoted." He walked out of the hallway and up the first flight of stairs before going down the right hall and to his room. He opened the door and waited for Erorn to walk in.

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Erorn had placed his ear to the door out of curiosity and was very nearly slammed in the head by the door as Marcus stormed out. He saw the look on Marcus' face and strangely felt sympathy. He had heard why he was mad and didn't question him as he lead the way to his bedroom. Promoted? Oh good gods, to what? The only position higher than his own in the guard was the Leader of the Guard, and Erorn had the distinct impression this was not the promotion he was about to receive. He followed shortly behind the prince and entered his room before Marcus closed the door.
"What can I do to help you your Highness?"

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Marcus slammed the door shut, walking back and forth before looking at Erorn. "Take your armor off and put it in the corner by the door." He growled. He wasn't angry at the girl, he couldn't, he was angry at his father and himself. He hated that he just couldn't tell his father that he was in love with Elwin and that he lost his shot with him because of his name and because it was unheard of for a prince to marry a man.

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Marcus slammed the door shut, walking back and forth before looking at Erorn. "Take your armor off and put it in the corner by the door." He growled. He wasn't angry at the girl, he couldn't, he was angry at his father and himself. He hated that he just couldn't tell his father that he was in love with Elwin and that he lost his shot with him because of his name and because it was unheard of for a prince to marry a man.

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Erorn was only wearing the lightest of armor, yet he did as he was told. and threw the armor by the door. He was left wearing only his briefs. "Your highness, I'm not arguing with you here, nor do I wish to upset you further than you already are, but I fail to see what this is going to accomplish." He didn't dare move or do anything unless Marcus instructed, so he just stood there. "But I will not resist if this is what your Highness wishes." Holy shit! He's lost his mind. He wants to.. And someone's probably gonna walk in in the middle of it and I'll be killed. But what a way to go.

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Marcus stopped and looked at Erorn. The anger seemed to simmer away as the kid stood there awkward. He covered his mouth and tried not to laugh. "I am so sorry, I didn't notice you had light armor..." Marcus walked up to him, lifting his chin up. "Are you saying you are willing to be my pet?" He leaned in, kissing the kid's neck.

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Erorn blushed profusely at Marcus' laughing. "I'm saying I understand your anger. I get why you're mad. It was the kid who made the dresses for your mother wasn't it? He's the one who hurt you? That's why you want me as a pet? That's why you flirted with me in the carriage? Because I look like him and he didn't want you? Or was it worse, did he find someone else? Now your father wants you to marry someone you don't love and you're angry at him because you couldn't have the one you love." He looked up into Marcus' eyes. "I'm the best guard in the kingdom, I'm paid to be vigilant and observant." He kissed Marcus' neck back. "I won't be your pet, but I will be here for you in any way you need." He smiled at him. "I've never really been with anyone in a physical way before so even if you are just planning on using me, it beats dying a virgin."

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Marcus shoved Erorn against the door. "Don't touch me." He growled moving away from the kid. "You short ass looks nothing like Elwin, don't even think you could be close to him. You are like the disgusting off brand version." Marcus picked up the kid's clothes and threw it at him. "Get dressed and get the hell out of my room, you have to be an idiot if you think Elwin hurt me. I did this shit to myself."