#itisweselton

[a-den-of-demons]

Feldt became more vocal as he upped the pressure, and she was close as Christina's pussy gripped his fingers. They were drenched and ready to pop when he did.

Open RP- A Pair of Friends (Male preferred)

Feldt and Christina waited in the hotel room, their partner for the night on their way. Both were dressed as sexy as they could, and as they lounged in the lavish room, Christina giggled, "I wonder what our mysterious partner will be."

Feldt purred, "I only hope he can rock our world. We got so dressed up for them." And as they heard a knock on the door, Feldt got up, ready to see the mysterious partner that had both of them interested.

[itisweselton]

A small girl with crow feathers and shiny glasses came over to Edgar with a small pouch in her hand

"Young lady who might you be?" Edgar asked the stranger.

[wintersovereign]

Starter for @itisweselton

A shiver ran up Elsa's arm as Weselton's Duke approached her throne. Usually, she feels awkward being seated above others but in this instance it was comforting. Looking at him brought back too many unpleasant memories.

It's three years since the disastrous night of her coronation. The Duke has been relentless in his requests for an audience with her. He was terrible at taking hints, apparently.

"I've heard what happened the night of my coronation. I know what was said and done by whom. I'm not interested in your excuses for your part in encouraging Hans with his coup or the direct orders to kill me you gave your guards, Erik and Francis. You should be in a cell for treason."

[ethereallyloved]

"Your name is 'Lucy Feargash,' am I right?" asked Edgar. Taking note of both her unusual last name and beauty, he introduced himself."I am Edgar the Duke of Weselton and I have heard a great deal of your healing abilities."

@itisweselton

The dark sorceress raised an eyebrow at the man in front of her. She had met many nobles throughout her lifetime...but none of them were this short.

" It's an honor to meet you then. Now..what can I do for you my duke? What ails you? "

She questioned, already thinking of various potions in her mind. Hopefully he wasn't going to try and burn her at the stake. Many tried and many failed. Even now she hid her demonic heritage in favor of not giving this man a heart attack.

[mostpeculiarmademoiselleetmsieur]

@itisweselton

A warm breeze carried the light scent of roses up from the gardens and through the open window of Belle’s study. It was a particularly warm spring day; unusual for spring in this part of France, but enjoyable nonetheless. It made the work of managing the castle and surrounding towns and villages just a little bit easier.

The sound of a far-off horse’s whinny, also carried by the breeze, prompted Belle to ring for a servant.

“Please tell Cogsworth, Lumiere, and Mrs. Potts our guests will be arriving soon, and to greet them at the gate,” she instructed. The servant, a young girl from the nearest village—a new hire whose name she hadn’t yet had a chance to learn—nodded and hurried off to convey her mistress’s message.

Belle sighed and leaned back against the plush cushioned back of her chair. It truly was a difficult task, taking care of the duties of both the head of the household and lady of the household at once. If only her husband had returned on that stormy night so many months ago, rather than just his horse.

She missed him.

Life had been so cruel, to take Adam from her so soon after she’d broken his curse and become his wife.

But the past was the past, and it did no good for anyone if she simply allowed herself to languish.

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The servants arranged themselves in the courtyard to greet the carriage bearing their arriving guest, Lumiere, Cogsworth, and Mrs. Potts stepping forward from the group as the carriage door opened.

“Welcome, Your Grace,” Cogsworth said with a bow, nearly knocking his pocket watch from its clasp. “I am Cogsworth, the majordomo of this castle. This is Lumiere, the head butler, and Mrs. Potts, the head housekeeper. We three will be in charge of ensuring your comfort during your stay here.”

[spiritofahtohallan]

"don't leave me in the dark," Edgar pleaded with Queen Elsa.

A few months had passed since Elsa's coronation and the following events where she had accidentally set of an eternal winter. Although everything had ended well she still felt immense guilt about it. Even with her best efforts to not push people away, she still tended to isolate herself at times and it wasn't until she heard the words uttered by the duke, that she realised that the communication with Arendelle's number one partner in trade had suffered.

" I...I'm sorry, I just keep thinking about what could have happened... you know if I hadn't managed to end the winter" Elsa stated, her shoulders slumped as she looked down onto the floor.

[imbringingtheboom]

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Anna was in a Masquerade party by wearing a dress as she walks in to be more fancy like manner

[starsailingcaptain]

for @itisweselton

The smell of sea air burned his nose, a familiar pain that invigorated his senses. The Jolly Roger sailed forth, a good wind at it's back. His crew was bustling, preparing the cannons, sharpening their blades, passing around the word that there was treasure on the horizon. Hook smiled, and because of that - somewhere out there - a fairy died.

There were few times when Hook was truly happy, and with few exceptions they all involved violence.

His informant had been right; the Duke of Weselton's ship was making it's way around the coast. For what reason was unknown, but it held promise that - whether they took the man or his belongings - they were going to be richer tonight.

"Rally, you bilge rats! We'll be upon them soon! Take what you can, leave none alive! But remember -

"The Duke is mine!"

[lyrakarma]

"Miss Lyra, what is your opinion on royalty?" asked Edgar.

"Royals are to be respected unless they prove themselves to be unworthy of such respect" the young lady answered, looking up from the notes she had taken, "however not to quote a certain anarchist I know of but people should not fear their governments or rulers, but governments and rulers should fear their people, if not respect them. It's a mutual exchange, built on respect and trust for one another. Like any relationship I suppose".

As the avatar of mafdet, Lyra knew the goddess had deep seated respect for those in authority. After all, she was the Avenger of the Pharaohs. However, as just Lyra, she knew that loyalty should have its limitations. Rulers should not be blindly obeyed, nor should rulers make those beneath them order them any dishonor, or command them to go against their own moral codes.

[streetwisetemptress]

@itisweselton

“Why wouldn’t I, Your Honor? But it’s a shame you thought there was a catch to all of this.”

[mushroommonarchypeach]

Send ✉ for a written letter from my muse.

Dear Duke Edgar of Weselton,

You are hereby invited to a charity gala at the Mushroom Kingdom on the next full moon. Food, live entertainment, and socializing with nobility and royalty from near and far can be expected, and all that is asked is a payment for the charity Princess Peach Toadstool is currently working with. The preferred dress code is formal, but there is no limit on what you wear. Your presence will be much appreciated.

Can't wait to see you there!

Sincerely, Princess Peach Toadstool of the Mushroom Kingdom.

[a-den-of-demons]

Edgar felt a thrill rush down his spine at the mere thought of tonight's activities. He had purchased a room at the most expensive hotel in Maldonia (his latest diplomatic visit for his country). Turning to Neo, he asked, "Do you like the room? I picked it with you in mind, Neo."

Neo nodded, 'Very fancy~.' She walked around, scanning the room. She reached the bedroom, and quietly placed a small spy camera that would record all of this. She gave him a seductive smile as she unbuttoned her shirt, 'Are you going to make me wait~?'

[itisweselton]

A noble from a far off kingdom named Prince Stolas is visiting with his youngest daughter Princess Estella who has quickly dominated the library reading large novels and textbooks.

"Greetings, your highness," welcomed Edgar. "Do you wish to see my King?"

[the-hunter-of-teufort-rp]

"Who might you be?" asked Edgar.

Johanna had been mildly surprised when she'd found herself invited in to the opulent manor. She was half sure she'd find herself turned away by the foreign dignitary. But she'd heard he enjoyed taxidermy, what harm would there be in trying to sell the pelts and wares she'd gathered on her travels. Worst thing would be she'd be turned away at the gates and be on her way.

But here she stood.

"My name is Johanna Alder, Your Grace." She replied as she gave a small curtsy, mentally frowning at the sound of her rough Dutch. She wasn't well versed in it, but when one was going to travel in a country, it paid to learn enough of the local language to be able to make your way around. "A trader, if you will. I sell pelts and the like, or my services hunting and trapping."

[annastrxng]

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What Anna notices most about Weselton is that he does NOT cause trouble in the tavern. His respectfulness towards her and Cicero really earns him so much admiration from the rebel spy.

[itisweselton]

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