It's early in the morning, and everyone is waking up to the sunny day presented to the kingdom. Everything is quiet, until the kingdom wakes up and starts their day. There's a ball scheduled tonight, welcoming the visitors from their distant kingdoms. It was decided slaves were indeed permitted to come, but under strict rules from their owners. They MUST wear their collars at all times to show their low status as a slave. The slaves, if allowed to come, may also wear nicer clothing so they don't shame the higher ranks. Any disobedience or acts in public will mean punishment. The slaves are very busy today as they clean and prep the ballroom. Meanwhile the higher ranks are preparing themselves for the ball!
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~Owners~
King:
(Hawkeye, NPC)

Queen: (Soupsquid)

Prince:
Dorian Castezin: Owns- Dexion Silverleaf, Odelina Black (Hawkeye)

Princess:
Lidia Castezin: Owns- Heath Callibia (Sabira)

Duchesses:

Dukes:
Alexandrias: Owns- Ketki (Luminousheart, NPC)

Earls:

Countess:



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-Slaves-

Brown/Leather Collars-
~Moon: Owned By -- (Kitit)

Green Collars-

Dark Blue Collars-

Purple Collars-

Orange Collars-

Red Collars-

Teal Collars-
~Ketki: Owned by Duke Alexandrias (Luminousheart)

Custom Collars-
-Dexion Silverleaf: Owned by Dorian Castezin, gold and silver collar with a small bell (Hawkeye)
-Heath Callibia: Owned by Lidia Castezin, loose leather collar (Sabira)
-Akira: Owned by --, (to be determined) (Akirashadowwolf)
~Odelina Black: Owned by Dorian Castezin, gold and silver collar with a flower shaped pendent (Bluepearl13)
-Amias Sayer: Owned by Commanding General Ekon Sayer, studded black leather collar




Ping List~

Luminousheart, hawkeye, bluepearl13, soupsquid, sabira, kitit, akirashadowwolf

Akira woke from a heavy sleep and stretched as she rose from her blanket on the floor. She shook out her black coat before noticing her owner had left some clothes on the floor which she picked up and put in the bin. She sat at the side of her owners bed, waiting for them to wake up for her to get her collar on and receive orders.

Of all the days. The whole castle was bustling with activities and hoards of cleaners looking to simply get a moments rest form the ever flowing slew of criticism that the king had to offer. The morning had begun early with the sharp tapping of mother's hand on his door. The simple act had made him nearly jump out of his skin as it had Dexion. He knew the elf wasn't supposed to bed with him, even if it didn't mean anything between them, yet he couldn't make the elf sleep in the floor as mother demanded. So each morning when someone came knocking at the door he would jump up ready to defend himself. But no one ever opened the door. Now the elf sat on his bed watching as the prince ready himself for the day. As he pulled his shirt over his head he couldn't help but look over himself in the mirror. He was pleased at what he saw. The glistening golden tunic fitted nicely, defining his well built figure. Over that he fastened a jet black short sleeved robe. The tails were each tipped with gold and silver thread. Next was the cloak to match. Finally it was topped off with a loose circlet. He would have left the last bit off but sometimes it was better to follow father's orders then to argue. With that he turned to the elf that had been watching over him while he preened himself. "You don't have to look so frightened you know." He said with a kind smile. Dexion refused to look up at him even now. "Don't look so glum. It's not like the ball is going to last all night. It will be over before you know it. Come now lets go find Lidia. I'm thrilled to see what she will be wearing tonight."
"Yes master Dorian." The elf said bowing lightly before falling in tow behind the prince. Dorian sighed. He hated to see the elf like this. He was completely different with that stupid collar on him. When he wore the thing he was as scared as a dog that had been beaten! It was so cruel. That's why in the confines of his room he took the collar from the elf, allowing his true personality to shine through. It hurt to see someone he was so fond of reduced to this depressed state. Though he said nothing as he led the way towards his sister's room.
"Defying mother again I see?" Dorian smirked as he leaned on the doorframe. She had the same mentality about mother as he did father. The defiance was strong with them both. He never knocked when entering his sister's room. It was almost a competition to see who could scare who the most this way.

Lidia turned. "You know I hate gowns!", She griped at her brother. She had on a long white blouse. On top was a long dark blue men's over coat and dark blue pants. she did do a little make up, puting a soft pink shade of lipstick and blush. The armor under neath seemed invisable. Heath who was naxt to her was tugging on the collar of his deep blue jacket. he was dressed like an idiot. Much like mother's orders. "Anyway I'm not going to dress like a perfict little princess if I'm not giving my hand to the other kingdom's prince.", She said, striding over to her brother who looked seven foot next to Lidia.

"Why aren't you particularly feisty today?" Dorian teased her. But in reality he felt the same way she did. He wasn't going to let his hand go to anyone but his love. Father and mother still didn't know of his love for Dexion. If he wanted to get on their bad side that would be the way to do it. How many hands had he turned down just to get here? Father had it all planned now. He had a mere month before the arranged wedding was to take place. That wasn't going to happen if he had any sort of say in it. "If you are so intent on ruining the fun why don't we do just that? These formal gatherings are always so...formal. They need a bit of enlightenment." He smirked looking between his sister and Heath. Much like Dexion he didn't see the boy as a slave but more as a friend or something close to it. The silver haired elf still said nothing as he stood at his master's side. He was dressed in a pair of light silk pants, and not much else. The elf had been forced to undergo the queen's wrath again leaving him with all sorts of gems and jewels covering his face. In Dorian's opinion it did make the elf look nice but it was still cruel. "And maybe a bit of a show." The prince smirked putting a light hand under Dexion's chin. "What do you say? It's about time they knew of what we have isn't it?"
"B-but what if they get mad?" The elf asked in a low shaking voice.
"I live to disappointed." The heir smiled kindly, placing a soft kiss on his partner's lips. His sister was the only one that knew of his feelings he had for Dexion, for years even she didn't know. There were still things she didn't know about them and their relationship. He pulled away after a moment. "Shall we then? The guests should be arriving any moment now."

"Well, our friends will need some armor.", She said, poking Heath's pantaloons. "Anyway, I do wish to cash the party with my sword in hand.", Lidia laughed, a glow in her eye. "By the way I'm leaving the kingdom tonight.". She thought of beig pawn in a relationship with the other kingdom's prince. "Don't tell on me, Dorian.", She whispered.

Alaxandre had stood with his many savesas they preped him for the ball. "I can't wait untill I'm king.", Smirked, a evil glint in his eye. "I wonder what my bride looks like.", Said, looking over toone of his slaves. "What do you think?", He asked her.

"I-i heard she's very strong and witty.", The small elf answered.

((If you don't mind can we pull a timeskip?))

Odelina quietly slipped a small box out from under her bed where she had hidden it the moment she arrived here. She had heard of the ball tonight and was told that slaves may be going. If that was so, she would have to wear something nice, as well as her collar. She knew she would be mostly tending to her masters needs and no matter what she wore she would be looked down on, but she wished to at least make sure she was noticed. She opened the box and pulled out a stunning blue dress with a floral pattern. It was the dress her mother had been wearing the night she was taken away. A guard had brought it to her a few nights later after he found out what had happened. It was the only thing she, herself owned and she might be able to use it tonight. She put the dress back, deciding it best not to touch till the moment arrived. She then left the slave quarters to find out what tasks she would fulfill today.

Well those two. Magic doesn't really give a lot of lead way when it comes to metal armor." Dorian said before looking to Dexion and Heath. "What do you think Dexion?" The elf flintched a bit at the words.
"I-I will go where you go Master Dorian." He stammered with a nod. "My life's lies with yours."
"What a fancy way of saying you can't live without me." Dorian teased. "Shall we skip the fancy party or crash it then make a run for it?"
"You should probably attended the ball Master Dorian. Everyone will be there, it would be a shame to miss the festivities." The elf sad looking down as he tugged at the collar about his neck.
"You want some of the cake don't you?" Dorian smiled kindly.
"Not at all sir, I just want you to be happy."
"Then you shall have cake. You did say it was your favorite didn't you?"
"Yes..." the elf answered reluctantly. He didn't know how to feel about all of this. It was strange and rather confusing to be seen as an equal let alone someone's love interest.
"Thought so. Shall we then? We have lots of people to meet."

When she reached the servants quarters a finely written letter stood out amongst the rest. It was addressed from Dorian himself.

'Dearest Odelina,
In light of the events of today I'm here by giving you the morning off. Please use this time to ready yourself for the ball. Once you are finished please return to my side for further instructions.

Signed,
Dorian'