Fantasy RP A fallen king and a stolen bride (angelica)

She rose a brow seeing his smile “love to?” She questions with a small surprised expression. Bea sighs feeling a soft mattress against her back, her smile softening. It was not long they had these moments when a knocking sounded at his door. “An urgent visitor has arrived!” Calling through the door.

At the front of the castle stood a tall buck and two does at his side, surrounding them were skilled warriors that protected them. Bea’s family had arrived to take her home.
 
Baz scowled as he looked down at her. Wanting to ignore them so badly. "I will be back to pick up where I left off" he says winking before getting dressed. He would go to the door, alone without warriors of his own. He would see the buck and bare his fangs, snarling. "How dare an outsider show up in my kingdom without my permossion."
 
Bea was startled by the disturbance, his words to return shortly a tad reassuring. Who would come here? That forest is not easy to trek.

“As you kidnapped my daughter without permission!” The buck snapped back. “I am here to offer coin for my daughters safe return.” He spoke after simmering down for a moment. “I want to see her!”
 
He would laugh, glaring at the buck. "What pray tell would I need money for? The forest isn't exactly drowning in shops or anything like that." He would look at the two guards and then the buck again, thinking. He would not let her go, not yet, not after tonight. "I made a vow against the prince and it must be upheld. I will not let her go but you can see her, and only you. The warriors must stay out"
 
He was not wrong but buying women to adorn his palace or pieces of art. “I see” was all he spoke, nodding to his guards he walks inside. The buck kept an eye on the wolf, his scent of sex dripping off the predator made the deer worry.

Bea hurriedly got dressed, her legs still unable to fully support her but she heard a familiar voice echoing through the halls. She wanders her way along the walls until their voice became more clear. Her eyes lit up, strength suddenly found she runs to the foyer “Papa!” Open arms hugging her close in an instant.

“Yes, I am sure you have been expecting me, apologies for the delay” he spoke, examining her. His eyes landed on the bandages over her neck a glare of dagger sent to the wolf.
 
He would watch them, specifically watching bea. There was a look of jealously and worry as she seemed too eager to see him. Of course she would want to leave, she was here against her will.

He would glare back at the buck. "It is customary here to mark our property, to claim it as ours. " he says shortly before turning "you have seen her, now leave."
 
They part from hugging, a oleasing look on Bea’s face “what?” Not understanding Baz’s comment of property. “But he just got here, it must have been a long trek to get here” she begs Baz to reconsider.

Her father shook his head kneeling down to meet her face “you be strong, I need to return to your mother and sister. I will tell them you are alive” he reassures her. A parting kiss on her hand, he left with no hassle, no need to make the wolf take it out on Bea.
 
Bea couldn’t help her huge smile happily bringing her father inside to settle him in the dining hall. His guards that he paid quite a price for follow reluctantly, keeping him in eye sight but kept to themselves. “Please tell me mother is alright” she begs for news.

“All are fine, the prince dropped much coin in our purse for your kidnapping but disappeared. I have a feeling this was a trick of some sort but I am just happy you are safe…ish” not happy she was hurt. It was curious a wolf would snatch a deer and not eat her right away. “Where is the lady of the house? I do not wish to disrespect her by not greeting her” the buck spoke toward Baz. Little Bea tensing up, quickly trying to shush her father knowing Baz was sensitive about that.
 
Baz would tense up at the mention of his wife. He clenched his fists before relaxing. "Unfortunately she is no longer with us. " he replied through gritted teeth. "Let me leave you two so you can chat. Do not leave the house." He spoke turning to leave, he did not want to talk about the "misses of the house" or what happened with Bea just now or anything.
 
She smiles a little seeing that was content, at least by looks. Bea slips inside, closing the door “thank you for allowing my father to stay the night” she spoke remaining by the door. “I was wondering if you wanted me to inform him I will return home in a week unless…you have changed your mind?” Biting her lip nervously. He may request she sticks around to be certain she didnt end up pregnant or to at least enjoy her company.
 
he stared at her for a few moments perplexed by her asking that last part. It was a dangerous game. Sure he wanted her to stay, but there was the risk of getting stronger feelings for her, of not keeping his hands off her. "Is that something that you want? To stay longer with your captive." He watched her stay by the door, wishing she would come close to him, touch him again. He wanted her to stay but couldn't say it.
 
His eyes gave him away with his interest of her intentions than his own. Bea glances to the side not wanting them to hurt each other, his heart belonged to another and she has never known love or passion. “I…I don’t see this castle as a prison, my room at a cell, you as my keeper” she spoke up. “I think I would like to stay” she admits, her hands nervously picking at her clothes.
 
His heart would skip hearing her giggle. He would put the book down and lay on his side looking at her. "I'm glad you are staying with...with me. I will try to make sure you don't regret it" he was shocked with what he was saying, how he was saying it. He would pull her close, cuddling up with her, tail wagging
 

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