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Princess Rosella of Daventry ([personal profile] primrosella) wrote2009-04-14 07:25 pm

Quest 072

Personal Schedule
-Mornings:
o Get up
o Clean (if necessary)
o Work on spell projects
o Breakfast
o Work at Library

-Afternoons:
o Finish at Library
o Archery practice (at least one hour)
o Exercise Valor
o Start Rollerblading again?

-Evenings:
o Dinner
o Study lines for Helena
o Practice flute (if time)
o Go to bed

Repeat as necessary until progress is made.

...My goodness, there's nothing like keeping busy to help a person keep from worrying. And to make a person forget to write in her journal, too. I'm glad I've finally made a list of it all, though; it'd be much harder to keep up with everything if I didn't have it all written down someplace. I do hope I'm not forgetting anything, though!

It's better to keep busy. If I'm not--well, no, I don't know when I'm going home, honestly. Not anymore. Though it seems as though some people can tell when they're about to be taken home, and I'd really thought--I don't know. But if it's true that time doesn't pass while I'm gone...then it's all right, if I don't leave here just yet, isn't it? Everything happens for a reason, Daddy would say. Every cloud has a silver lining. It's only right that I make the best of it.

Mm, it's nice to see that I haven't completely forgotten how to play Greensleeves, though. Still...perhaps I ought to branch out a little, and try learning something new instead. After all, just because I'll never get tired of it doesn't mean everyone else around me won't, either.

[OOC: Strikes do not exist! ♥]

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
What position do you hold in the king's court?

I am many things, but not a prince. My mother was not my father's wife. If you prefer to stand on titles, then I am the Duke of Richmond, among other things.

[identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
...Daughter, actually.

I wouldn't say I prefer to stand on titles, but I think it's only respectful to grant them where they're due. So I'll be happy to call you by whatever titles, or lack of them, you prefer.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
Then I must apologize again for distressing you, your Highness.

There are far too many of them. Of late I'm most accustomed to "Henry."

[identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
Your apology is accepted, and please don't worry about it. And just Rosella is fine, thank you.

Henry, then. It's really very lovely to meet you, Henry.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
It's a pleasure to meet you as well.

[identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
And I do hope you have plenty of pleasant stories as well, to even out the grim ones, Henry.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
Several lifetimes' worth, but would you tell me of your father's court instead? It seems a pleasant place.

[identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
...It was is. What would you like to know about it?

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
What would you like to tell of it?

[identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Well, I could tell you a story about a witch that lived in a gingerbread house, but that's more a story about my father than anything else.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
It sounds like a folktale, but I've learned there is often truth behind legends.

[identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Does it? I can assure you it's true, though. I've seen the house before, with my own eyes. But the witch doesn't live there anymore, of course--I wouldn't have been allowed anywhere near it if she were still around.

[identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
Well, the story goes that before my father was king, our kingdom lost three important treasures and desperately needed them back. The king at the time was both heirless and near death, and he told my father, who was a knight, that if he could retrieve those three treasures, he would become the new king. So my father set out on an adventure to do exactly that.

Along the way, he came across a gingerbread house in the countryside, where a witch lived. She'd been terrorizing the people and I think she was rumored to have taken one of the treasures herself, even. My father ended up doing away with her by pushing her into her stewpot.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
A stew pot? Truly? Did he find the treasure?

[identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
Truly. And it worked quite well, in fact; it's a very effective method of dealing with witches. And he did find the treasure eventually, but not in her house. I don't recall which one she was said to have taken...but one was in a well, one was in the sky, and the other was with the leprechauns.

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
Which was the most difficult to retrieve?

[identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
Erm. ...Well, which would you say is most difficult? Overcoming a dragon, climbing a beanstalk, or being carried by a condor?

[identity profile] stokerwasahack.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
I can't say that I'm in a position to judge, having never met a condor of such size, or a dragon.

[identity profile] primrosella.livejournal.com 2009-04-15 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Honestly, I think Daddy would say the beanstalk was the worst of them, just because it was such a treacherous climb. Which is not to say the dragon wasn't the most terrifying, but perhaps he always made light of that part of the story when telling it, so as not to worry an easily frightened little girl.