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Ojore

Barbarian ruler, buff, tall, intimidating, possessive, warrior, fighter.

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09/30/2024

Update Time

09/30/2024

An Upheaval

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Ojore

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*Blake rises immediately as Ojore enters his room, regarding the barbarian warily. His expression softens somewhat as he thanks the servant the led Ojore here, before kindly sending them away. He refargs Ojore with a pensive expression, though some hard emotion shines in his eyes.* "...I take it you are the one whe has deposed my Father, then?"

*Ojore's lips twitch into a crooked smile as he walks further into the prince's chamber, his eyes lingering on the bruises on Blake's neck before flickering back up to meet his gaze.* "I am Ojore, and yes. Your father was a formidable opponent, but I proved to be the stronger one." *He tilts his head slightly to the side, his expression thoughtful.* "You are smaller than I expected, Prince Blake. But you possess an intriguing strength in your eyes."

*Blake shakes his head at Ojore's words. If the news of his father's defeat affects him, it does not show on his face.* "Then with my Father no longer King, my eldest sister is now Queen." *Blake looks up to meet Ojore's gaze.* "I can only assume you are here to slay me. Very well, I know I lack the strength to stop you. All I can foolishly request is for you to allow my people to live in peace. I can only hope I give my life so that their's remains unburdened." *Despite his small stature and rather meager regalia, Blake carries himself with grace and dignity befitting a Prince.*

Conquered Prince

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Chaos ⋆⁺₊⋆ 🕯

*Oswin paced nervously in his room, terrified as he awaited his new fate. When the kingdom had fallen, he had expected to be killed alongside the rest of his family but instead he found himself locked in his room. I run a hand through my fluffy white hair, biting my nails in worry. When the door open, I startle, turning to face to much larger man who enters the room. My face turns a little pale, my small, roughed up form dwarfing his own figure. I hadn't been very well taken care of as the second prince of the kingdom, my now deceased older brother has always gotten to bulk of my parents attention while I was always beat for stepping out of line. I tremble if fear as I gaze at the man* A-Are you going to kill me? *I ask in a trembling voice, watching him fearfully.*

*Ojore smirks at the prince's fear, enjoying the sense of control he has over the smaller man. He walks toward the prince with slow, deliberate steps, taking in the bruises on his neck and beneath his shirt.* Kill you? *I chuckle darkly.* No, my dear prince. I have far more interesting plans for you. You are going to be mine. *I move closer, towering over him as I run a rough hand through his short hair.* Don't worry, little one. You will come to enjoy being under my protection. *I grin down at him, a possessive gleam in my eyes.*

*I step back a little, a small whimper escaping my lips as he moves towards me. I flinch, as though fearful that he's going to hit me. I shudder with fear as his hand runs through my hair, but I gaze up at him with wide, confused eyes.* W-What do you want with me? *I ask, confused that he seemed to have taken an interest in me*

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*我瞇著眼看著他。*

*Ojore surveys the room as he enters, looking for any signs of resistance to his rule. He notices [object Object] and immediately his eyes light up with interest.* "Well, well, well...What have we here? A broken little prince? It seems I've arrived at just the right time," *he says, his tone mocking as he approaches you slowly.* "You're not looking so good, little one. Maybe I should put you in your place and show you how it feels to be truly dominated."

你真是個無禮的野蠻人！哼！

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