Recent content by Wilhelm Anireth

There were two, then three angel's descending upon him with clear concern on her pretty little face. Wil blinked and suddenly there was one Elspeth. Fiancee. He grimaced and tried to pull away from her, raising a hand to rub at the part of his face that hurt. The problem was that it all hurt...

The Queen sat paralysed, her eyes unable to leave her son where he lay crumpled on the floor. "Yes, the boy needs focus," Randal stepped over his son as though he didn't exist and came to stand behind his wife's chair, gently laying the hand that had just struck their son on her shoulder. The...

"Ollie...?" images of a young boy flashed through his mind. Of playing and using sticks as swords as they can about the garden at dinner parties. Another girl from the Luana family tagging along and showing how she could make storms in her hands... He stared at Elspeth, at the tears gathering at...

"I'm sorry, the last I checked I was a Prince and you were merely a Lord," Wil stood up and in his fit caused the chair he was sitting on to crash to the floor. "You can speak when you are addressed." "Wilhelm! That is enough," Randal seethed. Indeed, his fathers face had turned from the usual...

"You are to marry," the King announced. Wil stared at his father trying to make sense of the words coming out of his mouth. "Doran and I have worked it all out. It is in the best interests of both of our families. Elspeth will be a good influence on you Wil, and in return Sirl will get the...

For a brief moment, Wil's eyes crashed into that of his older brothers. The mirror of his own. He could see plain the pleading in them to make this somehow less painful than it already was for everyone. For a moment he even entertained it, wavered on that destructive edge, and eventually fell...

Whatever reassurances he had hoped the other girl would give him vanished the moment she looked across at their fathers and practically grimaced. "Sugar? Milk?" it was a duty the servants could have done and indeed they seemed to hover just behind the Prince's shoulder waiting for the chance...

This couldn't be good. Wil's eyes went from father to daughter, then he slowly turned to look at his parents. His fathered ignored him entirely which was not unusual - especially when there was company. Indeed Randall got to his feet and moved around the table to greet Doran with a touch too...

"Won't you take breakfast with us, Wil?" The Prince hesitated mid step and glanced over his shoulder at his mother who had asked the question. He had just grabbed an apple and had been about to head to the stables as he had done every morning since being put on house arrest. His morning rides...

The room went silent. It was the type of silence that many wars had been born from. And his sister had caused it. Wil leaned back in his chair and took a smug sip of wine. It was rather refreshing to see their parents direct their anger at Kassandra for a change and not he or his brother...

The Prince leaned against one of several columns that lined the great receiving chamber they stood in and returned Arryn's glower with one of his own. Thankfully he was spared coming up with a retort to his brothers greeting by Kassandra sweeping into the room and taking over the conversation...

Even now, his sister couldn't just rebel. He sighed as she touched his cheek and smoothed back his hair like she had when he was a child. Was there anything that could make her snap? "What?" the Prince blinked at his sister then followed her frowning gaze, preparing a winning smile for the...

"Mother please." Wilhelm had not begged for anything in his life. Not since he was nine, when he had begged his parents to let him stay, promising them he would keep Kezzie's secret to himself. He had been sent away anyway with nobody he had known. Begging, he had learnt early on, only made...

"To me?!" it came out far louder than Wil intended and a few of the girls lined up behind them glanced over at him curiously. The Prince muttered and ducked his head, not wanting any female attention at a time when his parents were looking to marry him off to curb his ways. "Kezzie, I'm only...

Annoyingly, it was better. Wil huffed as his one thing to complain about without complaining about the real thing bothering him and potentially upsetting his sister, vanished. Why did she always have to be so nice? Sometimes he would much prefer it for his siblings to just yell back. Like a...