AN- I have no excuse for this long gap other than sheer laziness. Also I have 3 plotlines in my head for this story. I finally managed to decide on one. Bear with me. I'm sorry I've not quite stuck to the character traits created by Mrs. Carson but it seemed to fit. (Again) bear with me
Disclaimer: Frell, Ella, Char, Ayortha, and anything else I might have missed out belong to Mrs. Carson. The rest belong to moi!
Chapter 3
Meanwhile in another part of the world a notorious rake tried to convince his best friend that he indeed intended to enter the matrimonial state. In other words Prince Alex of Ayortha was trying in vain to suppress the fit of laughter that seemed to have come over his valet, Owen.
"Seriously, Owen, I really do intend to marry Princess Aria of Frell. No, I have never met her. No, I don't think she has a wart on her nose. For heavens sake can you quit laughing already? It's not that funny and I'm not kidding."
Owen looked up to the prince who at 6 feet towered over him. With a slight smirk and feigned look of innocence he inquired, "But what of the Lady Cunningham is she aware of the impending disaste- I mean occasion?" From the cold, stony look that had descended on Alex's face he realized he had crossed a line. The prince threw himself wearily on a conveniently placed sofa. His long, tanned fingers beat an impatient drumbeat on the wood. The cut of the cloth betrayed the muscle underneath. With dark, curly black hair, bright blue eyes and skin tanned by years in the sun Prince Alex was widely held to be the most sought after bachelor in all of Ayortha despite his obvious rakishness. Lady Cunningham was but the latest in a long line of Prince Alex's accomplishments.
"But seriously your not pulling my leg are you Alex? For I swear if you are I'll make sure you never see Tempest again."
This is brought an engaging grin on Alex's face, "I swear Owen your incorrigible. Yes I do plan on marrying Princess Aria. Anyway it's not like Tempest will let you ride anyway. You know what he's like."
"Aaah well! Looks like I have to start packing. Now shooo I don't need you underfoot." With this admonition Alex was thrust outside his own room.
Aria had explained the situation to Edward who was naturally heartbroken and saw no way out of this hopeless situation. Aria was the only one not present when the Royal siblings gathered together to discuss the predicament of the eldest daughter of Queen Ella
Eve stood near the window with a slightly strained expression on her face. "I do have a plan. But I need you all to trust me. Faye could do what I am going to do but I'd rather be the one who did this. I know it's highly unlikely that anyone will love me or who I am and not for my riches. All you have to do is make sure mother or father don't notice the fact I'm missing. If I'm not back by sunset tell them I've gone to visit Aunt Areida." Kester looked at his youngest sister confused by her cryptic remarks. Faye slightly shocked asked, "But Eve what is it you plan to do?" Eve shook her head, "I can't tell you. Leave me be. Know that I do this fully accepting whatever consequences there might be." Kester caught the hand of his sister as she was about to exit the room" You will take care of yourself won't you. Ride Khasin. He will make sure you come to no harm." With a quick nod and a faint rustle of her skirts Eve fled.