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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.

So begins...

Marcus Hilyard's Story

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Erorn grinned. "Well it seems that I made a good deal then." He nuzzled his head against Marcus' chest. He didn't think he would mind that too much, since he was already squeezing him tightly in a hug. "So what is it that you wish to do with me now?" He asked in a mockingly innocent tone.

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Marcus tensed, he allowed it this time. "I am just going to sit like this till we both die." He said chuckling. "But on a serious note, nothing more than this for right now. You are after all a virgin..." He teased.

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"A situation I'm hoping to remedy before I die." He sneered sarcastically. "But your chest is so comfy I may take you up on that first offer." He chuckled. He jumped off of Marcus' lap and walked around to the other side of the huge bed and plopped down on it, laying on his side with his back toward Marcus. "There are definitely some advantages to this pet thing. This bed is so soft. I might as well take a little nap until you need me."

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Marcus raised an eyebrow. "Sadly, you won't be sleeping with me. I will however have you in the next room." He stood and walked over to the side he was facing and got down to eye level. "I don't want you around those other guards and having their hands on my pet." He said possessively.

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"You're going to HAVE me in the next room, huh?" He laughed. "Promise?" He sat back up and turned to face Marcus. "It's cute how you get possessive. It's not like any of those other guards would want to be putting their hands on me anyway, I wasn't lying when I told you I kicked all their asses. And I'm not exactly the cute type like all the others out there, even if any of them did want me, they'd never think to ask me because I don't really look like the type of guy that likes other guys."

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Marcus frowned when he talked down on himself. He gripped his chin a bit tightly and made him look him in the eye."I don't want you ever talking like that about yourself. You are extremely cute, handsome, adorable, and I would take you right now just to see your facial expressions. But I am a man who likes to take things slow, who tries not to let the hunger take him. Like I said you are a virgin and I want you to... enjoy your first time. Or maybe I just like torturing you." He smirked, letting his chin go and standing.

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Erorn smiled. "Awe, the master cares about his pet. You do have a sweet side after all." He chuckled. He blushed a little bit at the comment about taking him just to see his facial expressions. "Okay, I can take things slow, but you're really sending me mixed messages here. You want to have a pet, then you refuse to play with him." He said giving a fake pout. So I guess I should be going to my room now." He got up knowing that Marcus would probably stop him again. He had to admit he liked it when Marcus picked him up the first time.

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Marcus growled and grabbed his wrist, yanking him back onto the bed. "I don't remember dismissing you." He said, his voice a little rough. He wasn't mad, but he wasn't happy either. Marcus had to remember that he was new to the whole pet thing. He pinned Erorn down, "I tell you when to leave and I tell you when to go, got that?" He said a bit softer than before.

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Erorn smiled and tried not to laugh at Marcus. He was quickly learning that he liked things rough. "Oh, yes your highness. So what would you like me to do? " He smiled up at him, his lips just inches away. It was taking all his restraint to not kiss him, but he remembered the whole touching thing Marcus had. He wasn't able to repress the tiny moan of pleasure that slipped out though.

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Marcus chuckled at the small moan. "Nothing." He whispered as he kissed down his neck, biting in some places. His hands traveled down to his hips. "I will do all the work."


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Marcus licked his lips as he walked to the other side of the room, leaving Erorn there to figure out his thoughts. He was treating Erorn the same way he did Elwin. Though the kid was actually enjoying it, which meant he didn't have feeling for him. Marcus relaxed in a chair that sat with its back to the bed.

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Erorn's head was spinning. "That was... Wow." he managed to get out. "I know I promised not to fall in love with you, and I haven't, but damn I am starting to like you one hell of a lot. I didn't think going slow could make me feel like THAT." He couldn't even sit up at the moment. "But seriously, if you keep doing stuff like that, I'll be your pet for life, I don't care what you make me do."

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Marcus rolled his eyes. He was too eager... he missed the way Elwin had moved back from his touch. How he blushed and seemed... innocent. Erorn was just... so talkative and needy. He was disgusted in himself. "Get dressed. I will show you to your room." He said, no emotion in it.

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Erorn did as he was told. He couldn't get a read on Marcus this time. He walked to the next room as Marcus lead the way. He sat down at the chair in the room. Shit, what'd I do this time? Did I say something? I don't understand this guy, he keeps going from hot to cold so quickly I can't keep up. I must have been too eager or something. I need to reign myself in a little. Figures you let the guy have what he wants, and he suddenly doesn't want it. I bet if I acted like a damn prude I wouldn't be sitting in my own room now.

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They didn't walk far. Erorn room was right next to his. He opened the door and let him walk in. He took a seat. "You are pleased to go and come. Move your stuff in as soon as possible. If you have trouble tell them to take it up with me. You need anything from me, I may or may not be in my room. Since Romilly coming over I will probably be on dates with her.
When Harper gets here you will court her. Understand? She doesn't need to marry someone who will disagree with her seeing Romilly.
Marcus emotionless with his orders. Like a prince talking to a normal guard.

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"I understand, your Highness." he replied as dryly and emotionless as Marcus. "I will do as you ask. I will court the Lady Harper as you instructed when she arrives. And I will go to get my things now, if your Highness is done." He made it clear by his emotionless tone that he wasn't happy anymore, not that Marcus cared.

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He nodded, letting Erorn go and get his things. While that was taking place he walked to Romilly's room. There she was sitting on the small futon reading a book. She looked up at him and smiled. "Hello, Marcus. How may I help you?" Marcus smiled gently and took a seat at her feet. "I just wanted to let you know that when Harper is here... she will have to court someone who works in the castle in order to live here... and that is what we want. So I have someone who I know and trust to court and marry Harper. He isn't interested in her... he is just a toy or prop in all of this so that you can be with her. The hall I am in, and you will be in when we marry, is a private hall. It is only for me, you, and whoever I choose. Right now Erorn, my personal guard, is staying in the room next to me. He will be the one to marry Harper."

She frowned, but nodded in agreement. "I understand what needs to be done. I just hope she will want to. Thank you again for doing this... it means a lot." He smiled and patted her head. She blushed and looked down.

"I want us to be as happy as we can in this situation. I will let you get back to your book. If you need send a servant and I will come as soon as possible." They said their goodbyes and Marcus walked out. He knew Erorn was mad at him, but the kid was just way too damn... excited. Marcus tried to think of a way to make it up to him as he walked back to his hall and into Erorn's room, laying down in his bed and drifting off to sleep.

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Erorn managed to find his way out of the castle and walked into the kingdom. He was pissed. Gods damnit, what right does he have to be upset? This was all his fucking idea to make me his damn pet. He got exactly what he wanted.

As he walked down the streets of the kingdom, he was fuming, he nearly ran into a few people on the street because he wasn't paying attention. He finally got to his small one-room hovel which was smaller than the guest bedroom he'd be staying in. "Fuck, why'd I have to go and open my fucking mouth? Why do I have to be a man of my word? He's sure as hell not being a man of his. He calls this respect? I should call the whole fucking thing off right now and tell his father." He smiled for a minute at the thought of Marcus getting yelled at and disowned by his father. "No, I'm a fucking guard for crying out loud. I'm going to give him exactly what he deserves." He said maniacally as he got his various armors and some of his normal clothes. He also grabbed a few of his favorite books and then left back toward the castle.

Upon arrival back at the castle, one of the other guards tried to hassle him. He explained that he was promoted and then he let Erorn in. He went back to his room, still pissed, only to find Marcus sleeping in the bed. He intentionally dropped all his metal armor on the floor which made a loud clanging racket. When he saw Marcus get startled he did his best to hold back his evil laughter. "Sorry, your Highness, I didn't realize you were in here. I'll leave if you wish to finish your nap."

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Marcus jumped and growled when he sat up and saw Erorn smirking. He knew he deserved it, but it still pissed him off. "You enjoyed your little tantrum, kid? He rubbed his eyes and crawled off the bed. Walking passed him and closing the door. "This is all you have? They not paying you enough? Ugh, going to talk to my father about this. He grabbed some of the the armor and looked down at Erorn, "I'll help you unpack, where would you like this? He asked.

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"I live in a house smaller than this room, yes this is all I brought. It's all I need." He snarled. He didn't even acknowledge the comment about the tantrum. "A prince shouldn't soil his hands with the belongings of a commoner, I'm capable of putting this away myself. After I'm done, was there anything you needed from me, or should I wait in here until I'm needed?"

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Marcus held the armor up in the air. "Just tell me where to put this." He said calmly. He was hurt, Marcus knew that. What was he suppose to say? Sorry? What would that do? "I am sorry, Erorn. Please tell me where to put this? He asked softly.

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"Fine, put it in the damn closet." He said frustrated. Sorry my fucking ass. He's never been sorry about anything I bet. That's what happens when no one holds you accountable for anything. He couldn't hold back anymore.

"Are you? Are you really? Do you even fucking know what the word means? When was the last time anyone held you accountable for anything? Why did you even want me for a pet anyway, because clearly that 'comfort' line was total bullshit!"

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Marcus walked to the closed and neatly in the closet. Then went back and placed the rest of the armor there. He could have went off on him. Saying Elwin did. Elwin called him out on it. Held him leaved against him like it was a damn sword, but he didn't. He picked up the books and placed them in order by the Author's last name. When he was done, he put his clothes neatly away. Marcus walked over to Erorn, "I have been sorry many times, Erorn. Is there anything else you would like me to do?"

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"I don't tell you what to do, remember?" He continued shouting. "I'm the fucking pet." He lowered his voice to a reasonable level. "But you said you were going to treat me with respect. This is what you call respect? Why would you do that to me? You fucking shut down the second I told you I liked you. You made me feel amazing, like I finally fucking mattered to someone, then you fucking drop me. I'm really starting to understand why Elwin didn't want you. You're fucking crazy and afraid of your own fucking feelings and you aren't man enough to accept them! So you wanna do something for me, try being a fucking man and not some spoiled whiny brat."

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Marcus' eyes got dark, his jaw tensing up. He balled his fist and walked passed him, out of his room, before slamming the door shut. He walked into his own room and slammed his door. Things could be heard crashing. Romilly had been passing the hall when she saw Marcus, angry, walking into a room and slamming the door. Seconds later she could hear him throwing things. She knocked on the door and walked in, "Marcus? Are you okay?" She walked in, the rooms was somewhat trashed. Marcus was sitting on his bed, his hands shaking.

Marcus looked up and his faced softened, "You shouldn't be here, Romilly." He said softly. She walked passed the broken chairs and glass, sitting next to him. "It happens. Want to talk about it?"

His body tensed, "I just... I get very cold towards people... men... just men. Someone just made a low blow and instead of hitting them I came in my room and destroyed everything." He laughed. She didn't say anything and grabbed his hand, holding it, and patted it gently. He rested his head on her head and she smiled. They sat there in silence.

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Erorn threw himself onto the bed, he was so angry. He knew that Marcus deserved what he got, but he still couldn't help but feel bad for the low blow he had just struck. Damnit I was right. I shouldn't feel bad. He couldn't stop the tears from flowing. He was hurt. He was lied to. He was being treated like shit, just because that brat couldn't handle the fact that Erorn like him. "What kind of sick game have I gotten myself into?" He sobbed before covering his head up with a pillow to muffle his crying. He hoped more than anything that Marcus wouldn't return and see this. He was sure he'd kill the man at the first comment about being a baby or not being a man, just because he was crying.