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"My name is Rose." She smiled up at Nomti,finding him adorable beyond anything she has seen,besides Summer that is. She lightly laid her head againts him as the walked into the castle with the floor made from gold and a slight crimson on the floor.

Summer giggled when Rose picked her up and was happy to see how closer to the ground she was than Nomit. She looked at him and smiled when she saw Nomit coming over to where they were. She clunged to Rose when she ran to Nomit but was happy to see that she was bouncing up and down like a rubber ball.

This startled Nomti considerably; he was completely new to shows of affection such as this and he didn't know why either. All the other Anubites were males and they were all brothers in arms. They cared for each other, but not in a way like this and he was confused, especially given that he had only just met Rose and Summer, though he hadnt understood why the little girl wanted be held, he knew they did from his time spent in the markets and seeing mothers with their children.
This feeling though, of Rose resting her head on his shoulder... Or his arm rather, given his height, was very new to him and he side stepped a little, not wanting to be rude to his current host but he didn't exactly like the feeling.

Rose looked down and her smile became smaller. She started walking forward again and walked next to the guard. Her elf ears would show sorrow. She held Summer a little like a teddy bear so she could try not to be hurt. She put Summer down in a chair and sat next to her,looking down at the golden dipped plates. She sat waiting for her meal.

Nomti didn't eat very often, not in the same sense that mortals do. He fed off of and thrived off of fear. There was always fear somewhere in the mind of someone and Nomti was able to get in to that spot and eat it, temporarily removing that fear.
This evening though, to avoid hurting Rose more, as he clearly already had, he sat down on the other side of her and waited patiently.

They brought everyone a royal meal that many would beg for to have. She slowly started eating but felt strange. She looked at Nomti and Summer,then she looked down. She covered her
Mouth. "Don't eat the food." Her eyes showed plenty of fear and worry. "It's poisoned." The guard ran into the kitchen to see what was wrong,but only to find the real cook dead and a note.

"Riches shall go to me,and Lady Rose Marry shall fall to her knees in a tragic death."

The guard showed her and her smile was not visible to anyone for such a long time that the sound of children laughing became dull and the laughs turned to tears. It was like everything became sad and the rosemary in her hair started to turn brown and wilt.

"Princess Rose,there is a cure,but there is no way anyone can get it befor the poison kills you,and no one is brave enough to go."

She cried and ran up to her room and sat on the bed. She laid down with greater tears and sighed. "Do...Do I really deserve this?"

It wouldn't have mattered if Nomti had eaten the food: the poison wouldn't affect him, but he understood what peril the princess was in.
"I'll go," he said to the guard captain then followed Rose up to her room, her fear flowing into him as he entered and his eyes glowed blue for a moment as he absorbed it.
"Princess Rose, I'll go. I came here on a diplomatic mission, no sense in letting you die and ruining what relations we have," he said. He was trying to mask the feelings that had developed now. When Rose had leaned against him, he had felt something odd: his heart rate increased and his cheeks felt flushed. Maybe that's why he hadn't like it. He still didn't know what this feeling was, but he had the feeling that was why he had just volunteered for this mission.

Rose lifted her head and looked at him. She had tears in her eyes as she looked down. "Thank you...Nomti..." She stood up slowly,feeling pain in her stomach them it eased away. "Can I come too? Please? It was my first time out of the castle and I want to see more,and I could use the cure faster then I would if I was left here." She looked up at him with innocent pleading eyes and a sweet smile.

That smile... Nomti could feel that same feeling rushing back to him, but stepping away wouldn't do anything now. He sighed and nodded, "Do you actually want to eat first though? Not everything could have been poisoned."

"I'll be fine. I don't think I am so hungry anymore." She crouched down and pulled a bow and a few arrows out from under her bed. She smiled and put her arrow pack on and put her bow around herself. She hugged him and smiled greater. "Thank you so much!"

He blushed deeply and wouldn't be surprised if she could hear his heart but this time he didn't step away, he didn't do anything actually except for just stand there.
"I... Um..." he looked at his sides, "I'm going to need some new weapons. I lost my cycles when I was attacked by the local centaurs. Is there a black smith around here?"

She stepped back and twirled her thumbs. "Well...My father use to be a black smith and he use to teach me everything he knew. He was one of the best...and...maybe I can help you. We just need to get down to the castle basement."

"Wait... The king was a blacksmith?" this confused Nomti almost more than affection did. Hierarchy was hierarchy everywhere and he was pretty sure blacksmiths didn't become kings. He shrugged it off and nodded, then followed her down the stairs, "I just need two cycles."

"Got it,and...he wasn't The real king. My real father died and she remarried. My step dad was more of a king then my real father. That's why I just call him my Father." Soon as they went down the stairs,there was another path of stairs. It led to a door and she opened it,showing a lot of weapons and tools.

"Interesting," he commented as he looked around the room, absentmindedly running his fingers along the edges of the sharp weapons, "Actually... Do you know how to make a scythe? Or is there one here I could try using?"

"Um yeah,I made one not too long ago. To think about it,you may want to use it as a trial...if you like it I can make you a custom one. One that fits to your style of fighting." She held her stomach in pain as she handed him a well made scythe.

He grabbed the scythe and put his other hand on her shoulder, "I don't think we have enough time for that," is all he said and looked around. He quickly found a strap and there were two cycles on the wall as well. He put the two shorter weapons in their respective holsters then attacked the strap over his back and clipped the scythe to it, "Come on, we'd best be going."

"Alright,but..." She kept her hand over her stomach and walked to a far corner and pulled a box into the light. She opened it and pulled out a blue speckled blade with an interesting symbol on it,and
It's hilt being ruby dipped,with the black dragon designed sheath next to it. She picked it up and put it around her waist. "My father said only to use it if needed." She winced and started to walk up the stairs.

He waited patiently then guided Rose up and out of the castle, "What is so dangerous about recording this antidote? And why not just send a whole troop to go and get it? You're their princess, so do they not care about you?"

"Everyone is afraid...afraid of what may lay past the gates. All that has tried to go out...hasn't come back....nor has my dad...or the other troops. We know they are dead because their hawks came back. We send hawks with them...so when they die,we may know." She started to tear up,thinking about how her fathers hawk came back with a bloody hat. She sniffed a lot. "I-I don't want anyone else to
Die...and...no one wants to die...but....I don't know what to do and who would do this." She let tears flow from her eyes as she felt more pain,this time it felt like it spread a little.