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Rags to Riches (Seer and Darkest)
The Chamber Maid
Jazrella http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/l...me/maid_16.jpg Jazrella was taken from her simple farming family at age five and has been working in the palace as the exotic beauty. She had been working her whole life and finally has a good place in the castle, though she has foolishly fallen in love with the Prince she seves. But she knows that he probably doesn't even realize he exsists. Now being 16 she knows she will never settle for another man unless it is the prince. She's also a bit of a cluts so she's not the most graceful girl in the world. |
Name ; Ivan Age ; 23 Occupation ; Prince Apperance ; http://i749.photobucket.com/albums/x...unk/528843.jpg Bio ; Unknown for the brief moment. |
((Shall we start then? ^^))
Jazrella woke up at early dawn lie she did everyday. Yawning she got up and wet to the slave's bathroom. Sighing she then shivered as she lowered herself into the cold water and began to clean herself. She then slowly emerged from the water and sighed shivering. she dried off and then got dressed. Hurrying around she began waking up the others and went to get the prince's fresh clothes. He needed them today for the court meeting and she was a bit late and she had to wake him up. Grabbing an apple she quickly munched on it as she traveled threw the long and complicated hallways of the castle. She finished her apple and threw it in the trash kart out the window and it landed perfectly. She then walked to the Prince's door and knocked lightly. "Your highness?" |
Ivan had stayed up the entire night, not resting what so ever.Yes, he had showered and done all he needed to but ever since the south begun attacking the north he had become restless.Glancing out the window towards the horizon as the sun started coming up, he sighed softly.He knew Jazrella would be here soon.Ivan then stood and started organizing the books he had read and puting them aside, needing a smoke bad.This had become such a bad habit for the past few years that he had become entirely addicted to the calming inhale and exhale of what they called 'smoking'.Thats when Ivan heard the knocking on the door.'Come in Jazrella.'Ivan barked with sincerety as he got everything organized.
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When Jazrella heard the prince's she smiled and opened the door. She walked in and then smiled at him happily. "Good morning." she said lightly and then laid his clothes out on his bed neatly. "You know everything you must do today sir?" she asked after she made his bed and began picking up a bit of his things that were scattered. "You really shouldn't stay up all night...." she said and then looked at him with care. "Its not healthy, and I wanted to ask you what you wanted for breakfeast so I can tell the cooks." she said softly and blushed lightly.
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Ivan chuckeled as she voiced her opinion.One thing Ivan had grown to adore about Jazrella was how straight forward she was with him.'Just the usual Jazrella'Ivan stated calmly.Yes, Ivan was a prince.No, he wasn't a stuck up snob.He knew his place and had his plans.As long as he took care of this people and kept everything in order then nothing was wrong.As Jazrella helped organize part of his bed chambers, he moved about organizing specific things and geting prepared to get dressed.As she moved about so and so forth, he then sighed softly.'You do realize speaking so freely could have your tounge cut off?'Ivan remarked teasingly.He had already admitted to himself he had some kind of thing for Jazrella but he didn't admite it aloud.He probably never would.She was but a maid who helped him through patches in the mornings and afternoons, and he was but a Prince who was going to try and rule an entire kingdom without messing up.
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Jazrella smiled and turned to the prince flashing a beautiful smile. "Well Sir my job is to keep you doing your job smoothly as possible, even if it means beig a bit straight forward." she teased right back wnd then remembered something. She gently set a piece of small folded paper on his desk discretely and then walked over to his bed. "So you didn't answer the question." she said lightly and fixed the crest pin on his shirt. "What do you want for breakfeast?" she asked and looked up at him with a gentle smile. He was so gorgious in her eyes she just couldn't stop looking.
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Ivan chuckeled at Jazrella.As he moved about the room, he simpley picked up a towel and begun to dry off his hair.Ivan wasn't one for conversation so early in the morning, but talking with Jazrella only came naturely.'Actually I did, I simpley said the usual.Unless you dont remeber?'Ivan asked lightly as he raised his eyebrows at her.Ivan tried not to look at Jazrella too much.She attracted him, there fore he could be commiting a crime by even wanting her.So he simpley kept his eyes down or stared at the wall.He didn't know if Jazrella knew but reguardless if she did or not he tried his best to hide his intentions.'Today the soldiers are heading out to the boaders before they reach here and try to invade us.'Ivan explained as he finished being OCD.Walking over towards Jazrella he stared down at his clothes, unable to meet her eyes.
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Jazrella smiled up at him and winked. "Just double checking. You're really tired this morning so I was just making sure you didn't want something else." she said lightly and then finished smoothing out his clothes. As he came closer her heart raced more and she peeked up at him but as always he was looking away. She always worried when he did, like if there was something on her face, or if he didn't like the color of her hair. It was something that just got her nerves going. "Its a shame that we have to fight... Fighting shouldn't be aloud... It's too much pain and blood." she whispered and then backed up, but being who she was she caught one of the uneven stones and her shoe and fell backwords, and squeeked in pain as she hit the floor with her back, knocking the wind from her chest.
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Ivan was about to agree with Jazrella when she fell backwords.His eyes snaped right back onto her, and he almost regreted it because she captivated him like a firework show.Pushing aside his conflicting emotions he quickly kneeled down by herside and slipped an arm under her to help host her upwards.Hopefully this would help her feel better.'Are you okay?'Ivan asked in a worried tone.The last thing he wanted was for her to be injured.Ivan just kept staring at her face, looking for any sign of her being alright.Knocking the air out of yourself could be pretty painful, even Ivan knew that.But he handled those kinds of things abit better then most people.Thats mostly because he was out on the battlefeild and he always had to be prepared wether he wanted to or not.This world was beginning to break out with Vampires, Wolves, and many other twisted creatures.The worse part of this war was to not get infected, but that was another one of Ivans secrets inwhich not even Jazrella knew, and he would never tell.
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Jazrella groaned as she faintly felt the prince's arms wrap around her. Her head was pounding and her eyelids wouldn't open as she slowly moved in his arms, her pale warm skin feeling amazing again his. She squeeked softly and groaned once more as she slowly opened her eyes, her eyelids fluttering open. She then coughed as she gasped and gulped down a few breaths before realizing who and what she was clinging to. "Blushing she smiled up at Ivan weakly and then grimaced as she raised her hand to hold her head. "Im terribly sorry... I'm so clumsy.... I'm sorry to cause you such trouble." she appologized feeling horribly embarrassed that the prince had seen that, and that she had been so unprofessional in falling and not picking herself back up. The prince was never supposed to touch the servants unless giving punishment.
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Ivan let out a sight of relief as she said she was okay.Thats all he needed to hear.'Its alright Jazrella.'Ivan retroted back gently.At that moment he wanted to run his hand through her hair, but his desire didn't show.Every emotion was blocked off and hidden like it should be.'Its best we dont speak of this.'Ivan remarked lightly, knowing that he wasn't supose to touch servants unless giving punishment but when it came to Jazrella, it was an entirely differen't ball game.'Ill get dressed and be in the dinning hall in no time, you should get some rest or take the day off.Whatever helps you best.'He sugested as he stared down at her with gentle deep stormy blue eyes like the sea.
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Jazrella looked up at Ivan and nodded. "I won't ever speak of it Ivan..." she whispered and then blushed just realizing what she had said. "Im sorry! I'm so sorry! I shouldn't use your name sir!" she said and clutched her head and cringed in his arms. "Oh ow..." she gasped and then struggled to sit up and get out of his arms. She was woozy and dizzy as soon as she sat up and groaned in pain. "I couldn't.... The king will notice... He beat me the last time I tried to take a day off..." she mummbled and rubbed her neck. Her red hair was pushed away by the act to reveal a scar that dissappeared under her clothes but was at the base of her head and down her neck. She then shakily got up, stumbling and catching herself on the bed post as she did, her breathing hard as she put a hand on her head.
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Ivans heart begun to beat fast as he saw Jazrellas scar.So father favores her aswell as I do.Ivan thought.'What did he do to you?'Ivan remarked as he didn't lay a hand on her but his stormy blue eyes watched her.Whenever he got angery his eyes would turn the color of onyx, black.'Then I shall state I am punishing you by defiling you for using my name.This way I wont be lying but I will be..'Ivan stated simpley, his lips twitching in disgust as he kept on staring at the scar.Is this how the slaves were treated?Ivan promised himself he'd change that.Considering he had even held her would be considered defiling her.Whatever kept her away from father would work for him.Ivan wouldn't lock her away though, never would he do such a thing.Perhaps it was time to put a 'label' on her.As if he was the only one with authority to even dare lay a hand on her.'You need rest reguardless, and I am providing you with exactly that.'Ivan finally broke off, as he strode to the bed and picked up his shirt, slipping into it and buttoning up the buttons.Jazrella was his slave and he'd have a word with his father before he marched out there to face everyone.Jazrella did mostly everything for him, therefore she belonged to him and no one else.Ivan was going to find a way to make this perfectly clear.
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Jazrella winced and turned her head blushing as he got dressed. "I was covering for one of the servants who had twisted her ankle, and when I was serving the king his meal I accedentally dropped the carving knife. It landed on the floor and he flew into rage... And used it to punish me..." she whispered and shuddered as her eyes held pain as she thought about that horrible time in her life. She then bit her lip and slowly turned to him. "I-I know I should rest... But I can't until I know it's safe... I won't survive another punishment from the king." she said and looked at the prince. "Im sorry to be such a burden... I shall go tell the cooks to prepare your breakfeast... Sir..." she said, slight pain in her voice as she slowly curtsied, and swayed as she got up. She did her best to walk out of the room slowly, taking the shortest rout threw the castle to get to the kitchens.
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Ivan glanced at Jazrella as she left.He didn't say a word, simpley shook his head.Shes not a burden.Ivan remarked to himself as he finished geting dressed, puting weapons on, ect.Ivan then glanced at the door where she had just walked out of.Father didn't punish slaves unless he favored them and wanted them around.Then again, you never knew with Father.Ivan sighed out of frustration, running a hand through his well brushed out hair.I cant save her unless she wants to be saved.Ivan walked into the bathroom, brushing his teeth and splashing some water on his face and preparing himself mentally for the day.It didn't take long until he was fully dressed.Without hesitation he walked out into the dinning.Everyone went on about they're usual chatter, his Father had not arrived yet.Of course Ivan had arrived early.He didn't want to wait for his dad, infact he just wanted to get out onto the battlefeild and win.Once food was served, so on and so forth, Ivan ate and decied to go ahead and leave.He had his orders, now he had to just give his men orders.Ivan didn't bother to check on his Father either, he didn't pay attention to the servants to see if Jazrella was around.He simpley stood up once all the soldiers were in the room and shouted, Time to move out!'And without hesitation, the soldiers did as they were told.Heading out into the hallways.
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As always Jazrella had stayed in the backround while Ivan ate. She helped serve and pick up until it neared the time when she knew he would leave. Nodding to her stand in maid she dashed out o their, her healing draft had cleared her head, and she had to hurry to arrive at the camp's medical sight before the prince set out. Cloaking herself and pulling on her nurse attire she put her healing bags on the black horse and snapped the reins. Riding hard and fast she left the castle unnoticed. She soon arrived at the camp, tying up her horse she quickly pulled on her nurse hat to cover most of her hair and a simple white mask so she wouldn't be noticed by the prince. She always came here since the war had started. She always had to be close to Ivan, so she took it upon herself to utalize her healing abilities and be in the front lines healing their injured soldiers, and to watch over the prince. Her love for him ran deep, and it ment she would do anything for him. Fight, go against the king, take daily punishments, and anything else under the sun. She was strong and soft, kind and stern. She wanted to be with him always, always in his shadow, always there to be that comfort he needed. Shaking out of her thoughts she moved quickly bustling around the tents, preparing for the battle ahead. She began readying her leather belt she wore around her hips and another that went across her torso. Grabbing tons of bandages and ointments and other healing drafts she peaked out seeing Ivan riding up, making her heart pound. i love you.... And even if I have to stay in the shadows... I will be there for you...
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Many were wounded during the battle, but everyone was going to survive.Ivan had faith in the women who worked the medical feild to save everyone.As Ivan and his men marched through, with swords raised they shouted they're victory cry.They had defeated the southerns at the boader line to they're kingdom.Ivan then glanced off to the side, his fimilar stormy blue gray eyes catching a familiar gaze.Jazrella.Ivan thought.But you never knew with people, so he pulled his eyes away and looked onward.Men scouting off to they're tents.Tonight they would all be out here.But little did anyone know, Ivan had gotten quiet the beat down.He already knew that Jazrella would be the first person to come and check on him, so he wasn't too worried about all the cuts on his back.Once Ivan got off of his horse and tied him to a near by tree, he simpley went into his tent and collapsed on the ballet on the floor.He held his breath, waiting, wanting Jazrella to be the only person at his side.If only she was truely mine..now that would be something.Ivan thought to himself selfishly.
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Jazrella and the woman moved swiftly, healing and moving the wounded men to the healing tents or just healin them in spot threw the battle. The prince had led wonderfully, making their job all the easier. When all was said and done she sighed greatfully andnheaded towards her loge ms tent, he needed healing, she knew it like they were her own wounds. She walked towards his tent slowly and pushed the flap that covered the opening aside. "Sir..." she said softly and seeing his bleeding slowly she knelt next to him, and helped him to sit up and face her. Her strands of bright red hair had falledn out of her hat and her eyes took in everything about Ivan. "Just relax, I will have you healed in no time sir." she whispered gently. Her movements were slow and loving as she unbuttoned his uniform jacket, and then his thin underlying shirt as well. Her eyes took in his well kept chest and she blushed softly, as she did her best to not make him uncomfortable. Gently putting a small bit of healing cream on a small cut on his chest she could feel his muscles underneath her finger tips which nearly made her shiver. "Lay on your stomach..." she whispered and gently pushed him back down and began working on his back with care, leaning over him and using her herbs and creams on him, her gentle breath tickling him. Once finished she had him sit up once more and slowly wrapped bandages around him, nearly hugging him from behind everytime as she blushed deeply. Finishing she tied the bandage off and then ran her hands down his sides to check if the bandages were just right, trying to keep her thoughts just on the healing and not on the fact that his body was so lovely and amazing
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Ivan followed directions obediantly.His eyes closed, enjoying the strange tickeling sensations on his back from the way her hands moved.Should he take the chance to reach out to her?Should he give it a try?No, Ivan couldn't do that.He could feel the goose bumps rising on his back, and it made him happy to know he was covered in bandages to the point where she wouldn't notice.His wounds would be healed by tomorrow due to the fact he had gotten the infection.Only his father knew of it since mother had died.He then glanced at Jazrella for the first time, his hand was hesitant to move, so all he did was take her in with his eyes.His eyes latching onto hers.Ivan was captivated by her gaze before he spoke.'Thank you Jazrella.'Ivan whispered softly.He knew she could probably see the desire in his eyes, but he wouldn't dare try and lean into that.He couldn't put her in that position.Ivan couldn't do that to her.
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Smiling gently Jazrella met Ivan's eyes and smiled at him warmly, with care and love. "Youre more then welcome Princa Ivan." she said gently and then bit her lip.this was her only chance to make him feel her love. She leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek and then looked away. "Im sorry my prince... You may punish me now formy stupidity..." she said and gowned her head as she knelt infront of him, her hair falling to cover her face and reveal her nasty scar. She stared at the ground, trying not to look so happy but she was so happy that she had taken such a chance.
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Ivans blood spiked when Jazrella kissed him on the cheek.Without hesitation, without even realizing his own actions nor the consequences he simpley placed his hands around Jazrellas face and lifted her face to meet his.He then pressed his lips against her own.And for that moment, he forgot he who he was, where he was from, what he was fighting for.Kissing Jazrella was something different.He'd kissed a woman before, but not like this.Not with so much..emotion?Ivans hands remained on her cheeks, keeping her lips pressed into his until they both needed to breath.'Ill make sure to punish you more often.'Ivan whispered against her lips.He then gave her one and final simple kiss.Never would Ivan forget this kiss when they all went back home.He wouldn't let himself forget.
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Jazrella was surprised to feel her face being cradled in Ivan's worn and warm hands. Her eyed met his as she slowly looked up at him, a slight blush on her cheek. Her heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat and went into over drive as they for closer and closer to eachother, the distance between them dwindled rapidly. She then closed her eyes and found herself kissing Ivan, something she had always dreamed of doing. She kissed him long, deeply, and lovingly. This momen would be forever ingraved in her mind and in her heart. She was so happy that she couldn't even explain it in words. When they finally pulled away to breath she took in air greedily as she met Ivan's eyes, surprised by his words, and intraced bythe way his lips brushed hers. Blushing deeply she kissed him back once more and then gently wrapped her arms around his neck, enjoying his taste and being so close with Ivan.
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Ivan was enjoying the way they're lips molded and melted together.But even he knew they shouldn't be kissing, and being in the tent together for too long would clearly draw suspestion and rumors.Once again Ivan pulled his lips away from hers.Still cupping her face, he let his thumb gently rub her soft lower lip.'If you're in here too long it'll draw suspestion.You need to help the other soldiers that have been wounded.Ill be alright.'Ivan whispered, kissing her forhead.His wounds had stoped hurting, completely.Which means the mixture of the cream on his back along with his infection was being worked to his advantige.For a brief moment, Ivans eyes flashed a terribley light gold but soon returned to they're stormy blue gray color.'Visit me when everyone is asleep..this way we can talk this out and figure everything out.'Ivan whispered softly, before leaning in to give her one more kiss.Then quickly with drew his lips from hers.He knew he'd never forget her taste.After all, the way he was...he'd only want her more and more.And adventully become over protective.
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Jazrella hated to admit it but Ivan was right, they would get introuble if she stayed in his tent much longer. But she didn't wantto move from him, his hands were so warm and he comforted her in everyway possible. The way their lips had molded together was unforgettable and amazing, she would never stop wanting to kiss him. Listening to his plan she nodded slowly and then kissed Ivan back quickly. "alright." she whispered and then hugged him gently and quickly before getting up and dissappearing out of the tent. She worked dilagently on the other wounded soldiers until all the nurses except for the night shift called it a night. As always they were the last ones to bed, and once they were all in their tents she waited an hour and then snuck to Ivan's tent. Slipping in silventlt she smiled. She wanted to hug him tightly right now.
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