Prince Delaunay de la Courcel
Royal
His Royal Highness the Duc de Montespan, Prince of the Blood; House Courcel and Montespan *Voted Member of Worst Character Dynamic 2010*
Son of Prince Imriel de la Courcel & Laurette de Montespan.
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Landing
Apr 9, 2008 12:50:15 GMT -5
Post by Prince Delaunay de la Courcel on Apr 9, 2008 12:50:15 GMT -5
My ship arrived in Kriti.
The journey had been a long one. First by carriage and then by ship. I had spend so much time on that boat, writing and reading. It was becoming my home and now I was departing in search of Medousa and hopefully my son.
I stepped onto the luscious sand of the beach and inhaled the foreign and complex smells of this new land. What a world? Dark hair children with olive skin. The foreign stares of foreign people.
"Palace...of Temenos?" I asked in my broken Kritian. I had brought a few books with me in hope of being fluent when speaking to the locals.
"That way." The fisherman answered pointing to a road.
I travel for some time on foot before hitching a ride with a cart and a old tradesman who was missing his front teeth. I stared at him slightly, though he stared back the same amount. I was sure that I seemed just as strange to these people as they were to me. After all, I was still wearing my D'Angeline garments.
When I reached the Palace I hauled my satchel off the cart and walked slowly toward the doors. I wondered what I would find, who would be there.
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