Tyler ground his jaw together for a moment before swiping a hand over his face, taking a breath, and returning to his normal state. He followed Sierra silently, crossing his arms and resigning to the fact he should have never told her... even if she would have been upset/mad/sad or any other weird emotion if he didn't. Yes, it was a stupid decision. Tyler was human. He stopped inside the kitchen door, his face set in steel again... nothing showing at all. No glimmer in the eyes, no down turn at the corners of the mouth, nothing to show he was sad or happy.

He fidgeted slightly, taking out his dagger and fiddling with it. Tyler made sure no one could see it, his eyes glowing dangerously.

*causally strolls back into this 1x1 after weeks*
imsorry


Sierra had only wanted a small snack, So she took something And was about to leave when the familiar guard who always guarded her father approached. "Yes?" She asked, Slightly confused. "Your father would like you to know that there will be a ball tomorrow." The guard dipped his head, Now she looked even more confused. "Tomorrow? Why so soon?" She quickly asked, The guard huffed, "Another King has come to an agreement with him and he wishes to throw a celebration ball." And with that, The guard walked away. An agreement? What is he doing now? She walked over to Tyler, unsure if he overheard. "Did you know about this?" She accusingly questioned him.

(Oops, I thought you had discontinued it haha. Sorry, I'll post again)

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Tyler tipped his head slightly when the guard came in. With his sharp ears it was hard not to overhear what he said. When Sierra came over he shook his head. "No, I haven't heard about this. I'm just as surprised and confused as yoou are." He answered, even though his face showed no emotion.

(Lol sorrsorysoorrryy)

She narrowed her eyes at him, Yeah right. "Ugh...I can't believe he finalized it so soon! He's always planning stuff way too early.." She paused, "I can't believe he's even managed to uphold the duty of a king, I'll be so happy once I get to kick him off his thrown." She finally said, upset, well-more angry than could be, She stormed off toward her room, Once inside she slammed the door, Deciding she'd rather sleep off her feelings than deal with him.

Tyler frowned slightly. He wasnt going to LIE just because he was unhappy. "Believe me or not... I did not hear about this." Tyler repeated, watching Sierra walk away. He followed slowly, standing outside her room and thinking. What could her father have finalized? Tyler really was confused.

She quickly changed into something comfy and fell asleep, plunging into sleep.(time skip cause yes) Sierra awoke in the morning to one of her maids shaking her quite violently, "Princess Sierra the Ball is starting soon, Come on." She quickly got out of bed and the maid, who seemed to be a newer one, Helped Sierra with her hair, She decided to do more layered curls this time and soon decided on a red dress that was lengthy. Sierra was still half asleep, It wasn't that she didn't get a good amount of sleep...it was because of this 'celebration' she wondered what her father even agreed with another king on, obviously he probably wouldn't tell her. She thanked the maid and left her room.

Tyler jerked his head up as a maid came rushing up to Sierra's room. -Crap, I fell asleep- He thought. Then his eyes widened as he remembered the ball. Yes, Tyler would sit in the corner the whole time. Yes, he would be wearing black. Still... he needed to change clothing. Tyler glanced around before pacing into his room, unhappily running a brush through his thick black hair, and changing into different black clothing. He then walked back out, getting ready to go down to yet another silly ball.

She spotted Tyler, Still looking the same. Sierra walked up to him, "Come on," She said before walking off towards the ballroom, She felt a bit overwhelmed when she saw the number of people there. Yup, she had a bit of anxiety, nope, not a bit, a lot... Sierra nervously clung to Tyler. "Stay close." She muttered, Her voice shaking a bit. If I can find my father through this mess of people maybe I can find out what the deal was even worth celebrating about. And that was when she realized how awkward she sounded... Letting go of Tyler, She looked away, "Sorry." She said lowly

Tyler followed, glancing down at Sierra. He wasn't going to comment... but she did seem rather nervous. "It's fine." He answered, not really caring. He was there to protect her, physically, and, he guessed, mentally. Anxiety could sure get people sometimes. Tyler did stay close, though, his plans of standing in a corner and disappearing were shot.