Rags To Riches And Nappies - a Common Royal RP (private)
 

In a faraway land, a young man named Brynden was riding on the back of his faithful horse, Reginald. Brynden had been orphaned at a young age, and he had traveled all across his country in search of work, never staying in any one place for very long. He did not even have seventeen years, yet he had experienced more than most people had in seventy. He still wished to know what it was like to have a caring family. What he yearned for most, however, was to have the loving touch of a mother.

"Come on, we can still make it," he said to his steed.

Fortunately, Reginald was quite a hardy stallion. He had taken his young master all over the country, and he never seemed to tire. Right now, they were on the road which led to the capital city.

Brynden pushed on forward. At this moment, a royal cortege was winding its way through.

He quickly brought Reginald to a halt. In his experience, it was best not to interfere with the nobility or royalty; he believed them to be well above one such as he.

However, the procession ended up stopping for him, to his surprise.

He was surprised by this, but he bowed his head in reverence and called out "Thank you, and good day to you!"

"Who are you?" a female voice called out.

"My name is Brynden, if it please you, my lady," he replied, uncertain whom he was speaking to, but whoever it was, it must have been someone important.

"Where exactly have you come from, Brynden?"