RP Tullamore Woods

C: It will never end. Even if this battle ends the war will always go on. My people will never get along with yours.

Anthony looked frustrated.

A: Do they not want peace?

C: Your people will always hunt us and we will always be suspicious.

Anthony nodded, but felt an ache in his chest as he did.

A: Always?

C: Always.

Her lips flickered upwards at the corners.

C: You seem sad - why?

Anthony shook his head, realising he still had Camellia's hand trapped in his own, dropping it.

A: I wished to know you better.

C: We could-

Could they, though?

C: Never mind.

He knew they couldn't.

A: It is a shame.

Camellia nodded, going to squeeze his hand then realising that she wasn't holding it.

C: We may have to meet to discuss the lady, Sylvia.

Anthony had almost forgotten Slyvia.

A: I will accompany her tonight.

C: Oh, good! For her own safety, of course.

She smiled bashfully.

He wondered what he was trying to achieve. Soon there would be war between his people and hers. They were so different, her beauty so radiant in comparison to his messy hair and crooked smile. He was being stupid. But he still returned her smile.

A: Of course.

C: I ought to go, my brother... he'll...

As if on cue, Salix's voice called from beyond the trees.

S: Cammie? Cammie?!

Anthony looked alarmed.

A: I will see you tonight.

With that, he disappeared back towards the house.

Camellia started and watched him leave wistfully. Tonight, she thought; tonight she would see him.

C: Salix.

Salix found his sister.

S: Where have you been?

C: Um... here.

Salix scowled at her sarcasm.

S: You have not attended any meals.

C: I wasn't hungry.

S: You never miss lunch.

He was squeezing her for information, wondering where she had spent her morning.

C: I ate a big breakfast. Early.

He rolled his eyes.

S: I've been at another meeting.

C: Oh?

Suddenly she was interested.

S: Our people are ready for war.

Salix seemed very excited.

Camellia's face dropped.

C: ...Already?