The peace that formerly reigned in Terra Nova has eroded, now little more than a memory. War ravages the continent. Disputes divide kingdoms; ideals divide families. The quest for power consumes absolutely and indiscriminately. None are immune to its allure.
Who will rise and who will fall? Only time—and ambition—will tell.
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05.26.2023
2 month character creation hold for all existing members begins 6/5/2023. Ended 8/5/2023.
10.29.2023
Change in how times flows. Was 4 IC seasons, now only 2 IC seasons per 1 OOC year.
5 whole years of Heir Apparent goodness! When I started the site, I knew I was hunkering down for the long haul, but I never could have predicted the numerous twists and turns this roleplay site has seen. Hundreds of plots, characters, and members have come and gone, all leaving marks on the site. I am so very thankful for those who have invested. Because you keep coming back, keep getting on, and keep writing, Heir Apparent has the legacy it does today. Three cheers to us!
Post by Remiel Allemeade on Jun 28, 2023 5:32:22 GMT -5
Remiel was very happy with his work and it made the prospect of his school even better. What couldn't Remi do? He only hoped he as fulfilling all of Oriana's every desire, "Come, one last thing to see," he would take her hand and pull her to him before sweeping her off of her feet once again and with her in his arms he'd carry her out onto the balcony, from their position they could see the entire property from their end to the next, and it was truly beautiful.
He gazed and let her gaze upon the beautiful view before he would carry her up the steps leading to, "and this is our private quarters..." he sat he down once they entered...
Smiling as Remiel pulled her in, it felt like she was walking through a dream. A strong man who saw her own strength but still swept her off her feet, unafraid of her. Her gift had even scared her father a little, teaching her limited things about her destructive powers. But here he was, building a home for her, for gifteds, and it was impossible not to smile.
"It's beautiful." Her arm was looped around his neck, leaning her head against his chest as she took in the view. The property was massive, and yet it didn't make her feel small. There was a sense of belonging, like she was regaining part of herself that had been missing.
As he carried her to the next level, Oriana slid onto the floor with grace, her hand still holding his. "Ours." It was odd to think about. This would be their place. And it also meant she needed to start readying for change. "You are truly an impressive man Remi."
Post by Remiel Allemeade on Jun 29, 2023 21:11:07 GMT -5
"That's because you complete me Oriana, you're what I need to help me see I'm actually powerful...someone...," he paused and for a second he wasn't going to say it or rather ask, "would you..marry me? I..I know you...I know you have your reasons to want to keep this quiet, us, your gift and who you are but this will be just for us Oriana...it can't stay a secret forever and it won't people here will notice, what am I to tell people? I want you to be mine...I want to tell people that's my very powerful and brilliant strong beautiful..wife..." he almost took it back, he wanted to respect her privacy but he had a point right?
To say the question took Oriana by surprise was an understatement. It left her a little floored for the first time in a long time, most of the time she could predict the actions of those around her. But Remiel had thrown her for a loop and it left her speechless for a moment. Marriage meant trust, it meant that she had to fully trust another person, and while so far he had proven himself to be a stronger and better man, it was hard to trust after being burned. Would he leave her again? Would he realize she was worse than he was?
And it also meant a great many things. Certainly a marriage to Remi would thrust her into the light, but she wondered if that was something she was now ready for. Her strength with her gift had only grown, and maybe her revealing herself to Loren would be a victory for gifteds. All these thoughts flew through her mind as she looked into Remiel’s eyes, every part of her brain telling her to do something else.
”I…. I will.” Putting her hand over her mouth as the words tumbled out she felt such a range of emotions. But all she wanted was his strong arms around her, pulling close and laying her head in his chest. ”Everything is going to change, but, you’re right, I can’t hide and I want you. I love you Remiel Allemeade.” His power, his interest in her, how he made her feel, how she wanted to kill those who would come between them. That’s what life was right? The need to have someone so much you would kill? So much you would risk your secrets.
Post by Remiel Allemeade on Jun 30, 2023 16:32:23 GMT -5
'I love you Remiel Allemeade...' those words had more impact then she could have ever known, more then saying yes, because Oriana Dumont had been the first to ever say it. Bryce wouldn't because to him that love wasn't reciprocated and Myla had a fortress built around her that he believed she could never say those words.
His eyes never broke when he reached into his pocket and pulled a dark green velvet box from it, "and I love you...," he opened the box to reveal his Mother's ring.
Oriana's eyes widened as Remiel pulled out a velvet box. Even before opening it, she knew what was contained inside. This was a proposal, this was all of her wildest dreams coming true. A strong, gifted man proposing to her, and loving her. This was a promise that meant not only a better life, but that they would always have each others back.
"It's beautiful Remi." Offering out her hand to him, Oriana looked at the blonde man, a smile on her face and in her eyes.
Post by Remiel Allemeade on Jul 8, 2023 12:29:30 GMT -5
Remiel removed the ring before taking her hand in his, he wasn't nervous or fumbling instead he was confident and sure of himself. This is what he wanted and she wanted it in return, she wanted him. They were going to be a powerful couple he slid the ring onto her finger, "My Mother gave it to me, told me to find...it will sound silly...but she said to use it when I found someone who made flowers grow in the darkest parts of me," it perfectly fit her perfectly and he leaned in for a moment ready to kiss her instead he took her hand tighter in his and lead her through their future floor in the tree estate to the balcony over seeing their land, "This is ours and our kinds future."
Oriana felt something twinge in her heart when Remiel mentioned his mother. And what she had told him to do with the ring. It was classic motherly advice, but she had never thought in the past few years that she would be that woman for anyone. To make him feel like blooming again, breaking him down literally had apparently been the way to do it. And she also knew that it had changed her as well, given her strength she hadn’t felt in a long time.
Walking with Remiel she leaned into him as they stood on the balcony. Things were going to change now, in ways she hadn’t predicated when she had first arrived. ”If we are to lead the way I suppose I should register, or at least let them know I’m not dead. Especially since we are going to have an amazing wedding. When this place is ready of course.” On her tip toes she reached up to kiss Remiel.
Post by Remiel Allemeade on Jul 11, 2023 15:55:45 GMT -5
Remiel smiled into their shared kiss and his arms wrapped around her to pull her close to him, admitting she was going to register or at least let the registry know of her current 'alive' status solidified for Remiel that they truly weren't going to be a secret anymore. A strong married Gifted couple, "i love you," he whispered against her lips, "always plus a day Oriana Dumont..."
Hearing Remiel say 'I love you' brought a rush of excitement through her. This was what she deserved after such a shit lot in life. This is what made since, two powerful gifteds together, her heart and mind finally agreeing on something for the first time in a while.
Putting her arms around his neck she would pull herself up and wrap her legs around his waist. "Well then I think we aught to make this place a true home then." She wanted Remiel all the time and all to herself, but having sex with a ring on her finger seemed like a very fun adventure.
Post by Remiel Allemeade on Jul 11, 2023 17:03:59 GMT -5
His grin spread a mile long it felt like as he lifted her once again in his strong arms, "As the lady requests," he carried her inside once again as his gift manipulated a bed of vines from within the center of the room, "I'll deny you nothing," he let the vines carry her to the vine bedding as he began to remove his shirt, 'ORIANA', carved still vibrant in his chest exposed with no shame, next was his pants, and boots. Vines worked delicately to remove his future wife's clothing...everything was changing and they were going into this together.