[video / both courts]

[enthraller]

[the new face that appears over the lockets is strikingly pretty, with a sweet smile and all pale gold coloring that's probably reminiscent of some fairy tales. it's certainly pretty enough to be female, but the timbre of his voice is just such that it might call that into question for anyone actually paying attention.]

The rulers here are rather generous, aren't they? I can't claim to be alright with what basically comes down to kidnapping, but they certainly know how to soften the blow.

[there's a likable good-humor in his voice at that, and he spins the locket idly to show off his current living situation -- a king's suite.]

Are all quarters here really so nice? It's hard to believe enough wealth could exist anywhere, even in a place like this.

[he knows, of course, through a bit of magic-locket-network stalking and some eavesdropping, how the rooming situations here work. but it's an easy way to establish his station without having to give up that affable air he likes to affect, and a decent way to lure out anyone eager to explain things to a poor, confused newcomer. those are the sort of people he likes, after all, and some of the most useful.]

But then, who knows what the magic here is capable of? New worlds are sure to come with all new rules of their own, and I have to admit, I don't know exactly how this one works. [yet.] There are people who have been here for some time now, correct? I'd be extremely grateful if anyone who's had the time to learn such things could help me to better understand just what sort of place we're in.

first spell ☥ video ☥ open to both courts.

[powerful]

( The fresh-faced teenager that appears to the network should -- repeat, should -- be full of life and exuberance. She's a very pretty face, with sunshine-blonde hair and bright blue eyes, and her expression is dripping with irritation, frustration, rage; it's tinged with fear, too. But there's also something darker, lurking beneath the surface, flickering behind those eyes. )

I don’t appreciate being black-bagged. ( She scowls into the locket. ) In fact, I don’t appreciate any of this. The kidnapping, the dragging me here, the fact that I can’t seem to leave despite my best efforts... The way every single thing in my family’s book is conveniently just slightly out of the range of reasonable difficulty with only one person... You brought me here alone on purpose, didn't you? What is this? What are you planning?

( Then, in that darker tone, as her face takes on an almost shadowed expression, she murmurs. ) Do you have my sister?