The ride to old Porv's inn wasn't as long as Elena had thought. They had reached a poor section of the town where every corner was filled with shops, and Calhoun took them to the last one at the corner. Although it was late and most people had closed–the inn in that area was very much alive, though– an old man was in the shop, sleeping. He had kicked his head back and had laid his leg across the front table where what looked like dry scrolls had been placed. The man was snoring heavily, and Elena could bet that he was also drooling. He stretched his body out so that the chair he sat on was not standing on four but two of its feet. Elena felt a pang of fear for him. He could easily fall if care wasn't taken. "Old man!" Calhoun's called out from atop his horse, and what Elena predicted came to pass. He jumped up in shock, causing his chair to kick back further and landing him on the ground. Elena winced, hoping that the man didn't retain any injury. She looked towards Calhoun

Calhoun's eyes immediately snapped at attention towards Elena once she entered the living room. Seeing her clearly as it was bright in the morning, Calhoun thought her more beautiful than he had expected. Her journey, despite how tiring it was, didn't spoil her beauty, and now that she was well-rested, he felt honored to even look at her. He watched as she made her way to the seat the old man had pointed for her, with her two friends walking behind her and taking in everyone. Calhoun noticed that they were still on edge, but they hid it well. She sat next to the couch just right beside him, and her friends followed suit, sitting next to her on the same couch. She looked around, nervous, as she clearly wasn't used to the attention. And attention they were giving her. Calhoun had never seen hair as white as hers. He wondered who her family was and if they had any ancestors who had some kind of power that caused his descendants to have white hair. Her hair color wasn't somethin

Naomi: Welcome back to another episode of The Blood King's Bride. Like our last episode, we had three of our favorite Characters tell us something about themselves, let's give a little recap. (Recap)Elena: *feeling chirpy* Hello Everyone! As you all know, my name is Elena. I am the first and legitimate daughter of the king of Pres. (Recap)Calhoun: *gives an annoyed grunt* I am The current Blood King of the Blood Kingdom. The name my father gave me is Agiurgioale Constantine Pompiliu Stefãnel. The name my mother gave me is Calhoun. I go by Calhoun. (Recap)Mac: Hello everyone, my name is Mac and yes, it isn't the shortened form of my name. That's how my parents named me. I am the owner of the Red Queen's restaurant, the restaurant which was brought out from the brink of death all thanks to Elena. *End of recap* Audience: *Claps* Naomi: so today, we add going to interview another group of our favorite characters. For today's interview, we

The Northern part of the kingdom of Tush. It had been several days since Elena began her training with Old man Porv. After every practice, she noticed herself getting better, and she could only thank the old man, Elion, and Calhoun. The latter appeared in her training almost every day, seeming to derive pleasure from just watching her. Once she was done with her lessons for the day, she always continued practicing. Calhoun stood with her till she ran out of energy. They have gotten to know themselves better since she started practice, making them comfortable with each other. While she was with Calhoun, Forest and his sister caught up with the time they lost apart. She wielded her sword, swinging it left and right strategically just as the old man taught her. "Back straight," Calhoun commanded, and she did so immediately. She continued her practice, her back rigid as she moved her sword, trying to move according to what she had been taught. "Have a blank mind, Ele

Calhoun took her to see the owner of the building. They had met when he was going on one of his 'errands.' The man had seen Calhoun as someone who had money, so he offered him his building for a reasonable price. When Elena met the man, Calhoun made the introduction, and a deal was set. It was a swift discussion, and not much took place. Calhoun paused as they were leaving the building, turning to face Elena. "What? Is anything wrong? Did you forget something?" Elena asked, her brows raised in curiosity. "No, no," Calhoun said, shaking his head. "Truth be told, I don't feel like going home. Do you?" He asked, a tinge of hope in his voice. "Well now that you mention it, I would love to see the rest of the town. The ones you have shown me so far are pretty. I wonder what the rest are like." "Yeah," Calhoun said, smiling brightly. "We can go now. And now is even better. I doubt you would have time in the upcoming weeks." "No, I don't think so too," Elena said, n