10-05-2017, 12:15 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-05-2017, 01:22 PM by OrangeFanta.)
"Who said the king was not interested? Eat heartily and wait here patiently. You are only in this cell because the king wants to know where you are." Benjamin locked the cell behind him and went back upstairs.
Hours passed. Emmett felt full and satisfied having eaten every morsel of food from the plate. He heard footsteps.
It was Armand. Emmett got a good look at him for the first time. He had short sandy-blond hair and a well trimmed light brown beard. His eyes were so green they looked like they were glowing, even in the dim light of the dungeon. He was dressed considerable less formal than before. He wore a linen robe dyed black with purple trim that hung open revealing his large muscular chest and well defined torso. He wore tan pants that clung tightly to his thick thighs and were tucked into brown boots. His endowment was barely contained by a pouch in the front of the pants tied with strained laces.
He was alone. He walked right up to the bars. "Hello Emmett. I'm glad to see that you've eaten. I apologize for locking you in here but you put me in a tough spot. You were certainly the talk of my court for the rest of the day. I also apologize for keeping you waiting so long. I had to wait until nightfall so that no one knows I'm here. This is an interesting bag you have here." Emmett hadn't even realized that he didn't have his bag when they took him down here. "Is it magic? I can't feel the bottom when I reach inside."
Hours passed. Emmett felt full and satisfied having eaten every morsel of food from the plate. He heard footsteps.
It was Armand. Emmett got a good look at him for the first time. He had short sandy-blond hair and a well trimmed light brown beard. His eyes were so green they looked like they were glowing, even in the dim light of the dungeon. He was dressed considerable less formal than before. He wore a linen robe dyed black with purple trim that hung open revealing his large muscular chest and well defined torso. He wore tan pants that clung tightly to his thick thighs and were tucked into brown boots. His endowment was barely contained by a pouch in the front of the pants tied with strained laces.
He was alone. He walked right up to the bars. "Hello Emmett. I'm glad to see that you've eaten. I apologize for locking you in here but you put me in a tough spot. You were certainly the talk of my court for the rest of the day. I also apologize for keeping you waiting so long. I had to wait until nightfall so that no one knows I'm here. This is an interesting bag you have here." Emmett hadn't even realized that he didn't have his bag when they took him down here. "Is it magic? I can't feel the bottom when I reach inside."