“Eeta!  It’s Gon.  And this is Jordyn!  She’s my friend and I wanted to show her all of my favorite things about Greed Island starting with you.” The Hunter blinked behind her digital kiosk. The player data had already informed her who the two were.  She wasn’t accustomed to seeing players return after such a lengthy period.  That, and player Gon Freecss had already successfully earned Card #0: The Ruler’s Blessing.   “Would you like me to explain the rules?” Eeta asked haltingly.  She was a bit flustered at seeing two players simultaneously, nevermind Gon’s unexpected return and compliments. 

paradise-x-hunter   “And I’m glad you have the sensibility not to do so.” She was certain there would be an uproar if she broke his hand, or really broke any part of his body. This one seemed respectful, though. While the marriage had only been announced a few days prior, he never acted cocky or smug. In fact, he seemed to be acting more awkwardly than anything else. She supposed anyone would be if they were engaged to a complete stranger. But, even if he was being kind to her, and not purposefully trying to do anything to offend her, she still hated the situation she was in. None of this felt right. Being forced to marry someone for petty reasons wasn’t right to her. So, as a way to fix this, she thought of many plans. Running away was a good option, but killing the ones who arranged this in the first place sounded just as good to her. She tapped her chin with her finger as she stared out the window in thought, weighing her options carefully. Though she did seem to forget about the ‘guest’ in her room. It was a bad habit, she knew that, but she didn’t care all that much in this little moment.  _________________________________________

He stood there watching her, unsure how to act.  Was that an insult?  A provocation?  Or..was she just a proper sort of Lady?  His gloved hand touching his coat absentmindedly, Gon blinked at the woman’s pleasing form longer than he ought.  He was a man of his word, and he would honor her purity forever.  If she wished it so.  An important thought entered into the Prince’s mind. “Unless of course you were drowning in quick mud, or about to brush up against a patch of carnivorous moss, or if you were being thrashed violently in the cold dark open sea water.”  Amber eyes widened with earnest.   “Then I would most assuredly put my hands upon you.” With that, he flashed a winning grin and nodded to punctuate his sentiment.