Board Thread:Human Roleplay/@comment-27147599-20161112235828/@comment-29621217-20161113032414

''Eleanor turns around, only to bump in a young man who looks about the same age. The haughty expression on his face made her hate him instantly. "It is a pleasure to make your acquantance, my good sir." He snarled viciously, narrowing his chisled face. "Of course it is." His voice sent shivers down Eleanor's spine. He continued sadisticly, "Pretty little princesses should have more grace then to bump into the succesor of a Duke like I myself. You should realize by now that we are betrothed together." He took a bow. "I am Jeremiah Earlington, the son of the Duke. You are more beautiful then I imagined." Her face grew a look of terror and horror. All she could manage was, "Y-y-you?!" He frowned. "Your elegant looks do not match your snotty personality. Once we are officially married, I shall beat you 4 times a day. Does that sound fair? And if I hear another peep from you, you'll make it 5."''