#alwaysaqueen

[magikborn]

Quentin was new in Camelot. It had been barely twenty-four hours since he arrived and reunited with his parents. His uncle was too busy planning his defense of the city to meet him. So Ambrosius was left to his own devices. Going through the halls, he marveled at how the torches reflected against the stones. It was so much simpler here than where he grew up. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw a woman coming down the halls. "Good evening."

@alwaysaqueene

[bledbetrayl]

* memory is a monster. we forget, it doesn’t” ~ Relta’s Vampire Queen verse @alwaysaqueene

" memory is a lot of things. " something inside lestat told him to tread carefully; speak carefully. this was not the kind of person he would want to get on the wrong side of,but when had he ever been careful. " sometimes a monster , but often, I find it has the greatest joys. "

[thechaoticcform-archive]

“Why would I fear you?”

@alwaysaqueene

A smirk unfurled on the stranger's face, showing dark fangs. "Plenty of people fear me, dear," he chuckled, "I am chaos, after all."

[unheald]

continued for @alwaysaqueene

Relta heard the words of the deity, Asgardian, that seemed to be trying to comfort her. Before them was a tapestry depicting the near collapse of Lunaruz about a thousand years ago. “Yes, but we teeter on the edge of collapse with any false move I may accidentally make,” Relta informed them, having flashbacks to her past life during that era. She’d been a queen before, however had been a foreign queen who married the Lunaruzian king and been queen consort. Turning her head to Loki, she knelt down out of respect, “what do I owe the honor of a deity’s presence, if I may ask?” Lunaruz engaged in many forms of paganism and polytheism, including believing in the Norse deities…who turned out to be aliens, or the word that would become ‘alien’ in the future. She didn’t fully understand what Loki had explained, but it somehow all made sense.

despite the fact that he had done his own fair share of growing, personally, learning to value his own worth in a way that didn't rely on earning the approval of odin, or comparing himself to thor, learning that the arrogance and act that he often paraded around with didn't lead him in directions that he truly wanted to go in... - loki still found that he had to tell himself to be mindful, to not let himself be drawn in by things that before, he wouldn't have thought twice about.

the queen kneeling down before him, for example, sparked that enticing feeling of importance, that sense of ego that if he wanted, he could run with - think more about himself than her.

but it was his time at the tva, the fight to keep timelines alive that had changed loki, opened his eyes, helped him see a new way, along with the importance of everything else around him too.

" don't - " hand gestured, small smile tugged at lips, referring to the way she had knelt down. " you don't need to do that. i could just sense a lot of... turmoil. "

in truth, he wasn't really there with her. this was a projection, something that he had figured out a way to do from where he sat now as the god of stories, keeping the timelines alive, watching over them.

[tirmorheir]

@alwaysaqueene continued

Elora raised her brow a little. Dance? She didn't enjoy dancing, everyone always looked at her, she guessed it was because she rarely did it. Always kept to the sides of the hall, usually with a drink in hand. "If you would like to dance my lord, then I wouldn't say no" Elora responded. Was it jealousy because other women also wished to dance with the Prince? .. perhaps.

Elora placed the goblet of wine down, her eyes going to the main dance floor where they were currently mid way through the current dance. "Just don't be surprised if we get stared at" Elora warned with a small sigh. She guessed if she were to be Queen one day, dancing and acting royal at least was going to have to be something she learnt to do. She held out her hand for him to take, offering the smallest of smiles. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad?

[joyfulmagic]

Watchign s2 of The Spanish Princess and it’s giving me Relta feels @alwaysaqueene

[blackarrcw]

@alwaysaqueene continued from this.

Her weapon had been lowered before she reached to put it away, moving to open her mouth to speak before the other had hissed to get out of there. Picking up on the sounds of horses coming their way, Marian quickly turned, jumping behind thick, heavy bushes while keeping her hood up over her head to better give cover as Guy and his men trotted by.

The brunette could hear the Princess talk about losing her dog - another cover in an attempt to keep the Sheriff's right hand man out of business matters that he had not need to be apart of. Crystal blues watched as these men moved on by, hearing the soldier's words as they passed. Once she was certain they were out of ear shot, the young woman finally come out of her hiding spot.

"That was close."

Those words a whisper as Marian said them, her head tilting while her gaze had gone back to the other woman, "To answer your question; yes. I'm assuming you know of Robin Hood." The brunette responded as she moved closer, "He speaks highly of the King, whom I've yet to meet." The Lady of Knight finished as she turned partially to look about.

They would need all the help they could get. This woman was connected to King Richard in some way, perhaps on a deeper level than the younger woman had believed. Now that she had gotten a good look at Relta. Taking in her features in silence, the maiden's eyes widened slightly when realization dawns upon her. This woman was...in relation to the king.

It wasn't known that Richard had any other heirs, at least none that were legitimate. So, then if that was the case then she was illegitimate. "....He's your father, isn't he?"

[tirmorheir]

Elora raised her brow slightly. "A love goddess?" She asked "What is her name?" It was no wonder he had such beliefs on love, now it made sense. She couldn't help but laugh a little at Alastair's comment "Yes, I would have to agree with you there" And she did. Her parents were a match, she only wished she got to spend more time with them, yet on the other hand she wouldn't have met the found family she had today.

"It is very nice to meet you Prince Alastair, I am Elora of Tir Mor" She introduced giving a small bow of her head. "Word of advice, careful of the wine.. it is very strong" Elora mentioned deciding to take a goblet for herself. She wasn't like most, usually hanging around the Knights and able to hold her wine. It wasn't conventional for a Princess, but where would the fun be in just doing paperwork? Gwaine came up beside Elora, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

"Nice work today Princess, perhaps next time you can knock Arthur on his arse" Gwaine laughed, taking the goblet from her hands with a small wink. "Yes, I am sure his ego would be taken down a peg or three" She mused with a small smirk "-and Sir Gwaine, that is mine, go get your own!" She jested giving him a playful shove.

Open Starter — Test Muse: Prince Alastair — V: Reign of the Phoenix Queen / Phoenix Queen

“Is it childish of me to hope for one true love someday?” Prince Alastair inquired of his companion, sighing as he knew the council would eventually push an arranged marriage on him. His eldest sister, the queen, had promised she’d fight for him to be able to marry for love, but the years were passing and the prince had yet to find someone he genuinely romantically loved.

[ofravensandseas]

“Tell me if you want e to stop” ~ Relta @alwaysaqueene

He was timid, considering that he lacked experience and was at the conservatory to study music. A young man from Lyon having met an aspiring doctor. His hands rest on her hips, guiding her to feel him underneath her. His eyes look up at her while he felt her touch on his chest and torso. “We can take it slow,” He whispers and leans up to peck a soft kiss on her lips.

— @alwaysaqueene

[thechaoticcform-archive]

Relta looked up at the baby vampire — Michael — and scoffed. He’d been ready to prey on her, clueless as to who and what she was, it seemed.

@alwaysaqueene

Michael blinked as the woman edged closer to him and suddenly he moved away from her. "Do... I know you?" he asked, suddenly frightened.

[blackarrcw]

The King's Holy War was what had put Guy on the offense of Richard, anyways. At least that was what he'd told himself all this time, and yet, his distaste and anger towards the crown had stemmed from when he was but a child. His own father had been taken from him - called upon by the king to fight in war, only for news to be given that his father had passed.

And then he showed up with disease.

That was a memory that the man had wanted to hide away for all eternity if he could. But at the mention of Archer - his mother's infidelity was brought forth in his mind. Brows furrowed as he puts on a face, "Do not mention him to me. Ever." The mentioned man had been a constant reminder that somewhere, his family had failed to stick together.

It wasn't exactly that he didn't care for his sibling - oh no. Guy supposed he had his own way of caring for others, including his own sister: Isabella. But that hadn't meant an outside could just simply bring up his brother and expect him to react a certain way. Sure, Archer hadn't given a damn about him - could he be blamed? Not at all.

"Illegitimacy gets your nowhere. Best to understand and accept that now while you can." @alwaysaqueene

”I’m proud of what he stands for, the people he rules. He doesn’t need to legitimize me for me to stand for his causes in England,” Relta informed Guy, not gotten under the skin of despite her desire and hope for the king to someday at least meet her one day in person. He didn’t even know about her, as far as she was aware. Her mother hadn’t had the chance to tell him, and new letters would endanger Relta.

“My father was barely a man when he sired me, so I do not fault him,” Relta said honestly, “I do not condone his actions or the events leading to my birth, but I still stand for England like he does.” She was a bit unnerved the more she thought about it, but she’d been prepared for this conversation since a young age.

The only thing Relta wasn’t proud of was her father’s ‘holy war’, for she felt it was senseless killing. Love thy neighbor was the commandment, not to kill in the Lord’s name. She never voiced her disagreements with the Pope though, as it’d be seen as against Christianity as a whole.

“My father now stands as the pillar of England to all the world, and I shan’t let my uncle destroy his work,” she informed Guy bluntly.

“I know of your bastard half brother — Archer. If you love him — though I doubt you do — then why the words against the concept of illegitimacy?” She couldn’t help but inquire, tilting her head in a way that ever so resembled her father’s mannerisms.

[joyfulmagic]

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[blackarrcw]

@joyfulmagic asked: “Why did you bring me here?” Relta asked, her voice having a cool calmness to it. They stood before her mother’s grave, her body shaking slightly as she looked down at the wooden cross she’d made for the woman so many years ago now. ~ @fantasiesandfolklore for Guy, Marian, or Robin!

"Because you can still spend time with her, even if she isn't around anymore." Robin said, boyish rugged looks scrunching up slightly as he said this. It was something when he was told her mother had been buried somewhere, it was only right for Relta to go and see her mother - regardless of living or dead. She was his friend and he wanted to proved that to her. "You can be upset with me all you want, but you need this."

[ofravensandseas]

“A kiss for a friend, to heal all wounds,” Relta informed Alois, cupping his cheeks gently and healing his scars as she softly, chastely, pressed her lips to his. Magic coursed through her, hands glowing a pastel pink, as she slowly traced Alois’s scars. The kiss was to distract him from the pain that sometimes came with her healing gifts. ~ @alwaysaqueene

Aloïs was taken off guard by the kiss but he was guided into it by Relta’s gentle touch. His lips part during the kiss to allow his whimpers to escape. “It hurts,” He tries to keep himself together. A gentle touch to her cheek guides her closer. He was getting better at controlling his desire. He was eternally grateful for Relta and her support for his freedom. She was a diplomatic woman and complex — an ally in his healing. “Thank you,” He whispers, finishing the kiss and lightly smiles.

— Thank you darling, @alwaysaqueene for the ask! ❤️🥰

[blackarrcw]

@sapphircs @alwaysaqueene

"i never craved attention until i tasted yours."

[magikborn]

“It is an honor to meet you, King Arthur Pendragon,” Relta told the other monarch, bowing deeply to him to show her respect. ~ @alwaysaqueene

"The pleasure is mine, Lady Relta." He nodded towards the woman as she approached him at the summer festivities. His people were happy and dancing around the fire that was behind the palace in the field near the forest entrance. The gardens could be seen from there. Overall it was a perfect night to behold. "How are you enjoying the night?"