Tag Archives: August 1041

Anya Isn’t Excited.

Maegan bounded into Anya’s room no sooner than the young girl had shut the door. “Well?” she demanded her eye’s dancing with excitement “What did you think?” 

“He was aright I suppose” Anya replied non-committally.  Continue reading

Two Piece Piano

Anya’s heart beat ten to the dozen she could not explain how terrified she felt as she was ushered into the lounge where Baron Dacre sat waiting and the fact that Christopher and Maegan both sat in attendance did little to ease her nerves. 

She knew a decision had been made and while part of her leapt for joy at what she’d started to think was a foolish girls dream, part of her could hardly believe, he the most powerful man in the kingdom second only to the king had chosen her. He hasn’t been bullied or cajoled by her father, of all the eligible women he has asked specifically for her. Continue reading

Danson Is Rejected

“You really aren’t happy about me being here are you?” Danson noted, Anya and Maegan had just been rushed out of the room leaving the pair alone save for the doorman standing outside. 

“How did you guess?” Raeanne replied sarcastically.  Continue reading

Joseph Is Warned

Joseph for the most part lived at the barrack’s with the other squires but sometimes he’d go home to visit with his father and sister’s today was such a day.  

Wandering though the living room he headed to the kitchen making a beeline for the basket on the counter he knew the cook kept regularly stocked with sweetbread. 

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A Deal is Struck

Christopher sat at the dinner table, his father had invited Baron Dacre for dinner to discuss Anya’s possible future with the nobleman. Somewhere however an invitation seemed to have slipped over to Sir Shieldsmith as well.  Raeanne un-amused with her fathers meddling sat glowering across the table at him. 

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Vincent Says Goodbye

If Vincent could weep he would be doing so, but these days tears where nothing more than a forced bodily reaction he used to pretend to be human. 

Her Lady’s had washed her, changed her and cleaned her up as best as they could considering the charred flesh that didn’t heal. For all intents and purposes a torpered Vampire resembled a dead human corpse and so much of this felt like he was saying goodbye.  Continue reading

Finian Is Re-Homed

“You didn’t come to my room last night” Maegan noted at breakfast. 

“I know” Christopher smiled, reaching over the table and cupping her hand in his. “I thought you would appreciate some space” 

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