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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Apr 14, 2007 22:51:32 GMT
Nell and Charles began to make love, both enjoying the sumptuous view of Evelyn. They felt strangely blessed that she'd chosen to join them, and a little afraid. The girl had an insatiable appetite...like she was possessed...
In the throes of passion Charles asked...
"So...am I to...make you a Lady...Evelyn?"
Victoria closed her eyes and nodded. He hadn't returned the words. In the fairytale life that she led, she expected men to say the words back. She began to slow her breathing, but still held on to him, saying nothing more. Perhaps she had been wrong.
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Apr 14, 2007 23:00:04 GMT
Evelyn bit his neck with a bit of annoyance at the question, "I already said no Charles." She sighed, and spinning her leg round in a fan movement she got off of the bed. She grabbed the bottle of wine that was on the bedside table and took a good gulp of it. She ran a hand through her red hair and sat down on a chair, bringing her knees up and taking another gulp in silence.
Jack kissed her again, with a caring gentleness. He moved fully on top of her, and wondered if he should..."I don't want to hurt you..."
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Apr 14, 2007 23:08:06 GMT
Charles and Nell reached their climax simultaneously and Charles groaned, a mixture of frustration and satisfaction. Nell rested her head on his chest, avoiding Evelyn's harsh gaze.
"You won't make me a lady..." she sighed to the King. he looked down at her sadly.
"I would if I could Nell...and I'm always trying..."
Nell turned back to look at Evelyn...
"You should become a lady...they won't let me, someone of base birth. You got royal Irish in ya...do it for me Evelyn, and show these snooty two-faced arses what a real lady is all about..." She gave Charles a kiss on his cheek and began to doze. Charles cast one more questioning look at Evelyn before settling down himself into his bed.
Victoria wriggled out from underneath Jack...
"Then stop."
She wrapped herself in a nearby robe and sat on the edge of the bed, running a hand through her dark, thick hair in an attempt to tidy it. She sighed.
"I take pride in myself Jack. I don't do this with anyone. You of all people know that. I won't do this unless I know you feel the same way about...me." She waited for his reply quietly.
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Apr 30, 2007 19:50:14 GMT
Evelyn comtemplated Nell's words. She thought of Grace, whom she admired so much, and her negotiations with the English Queen. She took another swig of the wine, put it down onto the table and got dressed. She walked over to Charles, and left a lingering kiss on his lips. "G'night Charlie..." she said softly before turning and leaving the room, gently shutting the door behind her.
Jack wriggled forward, and put his arms around her lovingly, "Of course I do Victoria, I didn't mean anything by it, love..." he brushed her hair back and kissed her neck, "Come here..." he held her by her small waist and pulled her back. He hadn't meant to offend her, but at the same time, he couldn't bring himself to say it out loud, however much he felt it. He was too afraid, of what, he wasn't quite sure.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Apr 30, 2007 19:58:26 GMT
Pouting sulkily, Victoria fell back into Jack's arms and muttered an apology. Yet now,she wasn't in any sort of mood for love, and merely twiddled the braids and beads in his hair like a child, sleep beginning to creep over her. Soon she was slumbering in his arms, breathing softly, safe in his arms.
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Apr 30, 2007 20:02:06 GMT
Jack let out a little sigh. Though, he wasn't really disappointed, he was content, just watching her sleep in his arms. She looked so wonderful, the whiteness of her skin, the black curls, her parted lips as she breathed softly. He smiled, wondering what she was dreaming about. "I love you..." he whispered quietly...
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Apr 30, 2007 20:18:32 GMT
As a new day dawned and the sun rose high over London, the streets hummed and buzzed...though the wind blew a little colder...
The King had taken his brisk early morning walk in St James Park and was now wandering the corridors of Whitehall, in a rather chirpy mood as was noted by the courtiers surrounding him, for Miss Nelly and the mysterious flame haired Irish woman had both entertained him into the night. Louise was furious. The Queen remained seemingly ignorant and still kissed and smiled at her husband cordially...
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The Duke of Monmouth was engaged in another meeting with the Duke of Buckingham and the Earl of Shaftesbury...with an unusual guest. The Catholic Frederick de Bourbon was with them...something was afoot.
"If we marry her to Monmouth...then suggest he change the succession...we have Protestant heirs..."
"And you Bourbon? You would renounce?" asked George Villiers.
"Nay Sir...I have my beliefs...but my sister would be tolerant and we could have the days of Henry VIII and Elizabeth once more...tolerance."
"Not to mention your sister on the throne." added the Earl with some sarcasm...
Frederick smiled a little...Monmouth looked delighted at the idea. Shaftesbury nodded.
"I shall suggest it to the King..." Buckingham swept out of the room, preparing to make use of his easy charm.
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Meanwhile...poor Reginald stared warily at the mysterious figure who paced Frederick's room...impatiently waiting for his time to strike...
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Will was sat in the little haven Evelyn had found the previous, munching on some bread and meat and a little ale he had taken from the breakfast table. He was excited about imminent events...but also uneasy...he could not place his finger on it. Envy still burned his heart...he knew Evelyn had not returned to her rooms till late last night...but he could not help loving her, nor was this the real source of his troubles.
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Apr 30, 2007 20:30:06 GMT
Evelyn and Rory were still enjoying each other's company into the early hours of the day.
Rory shuffled up and stuck his head out of the covers and looked up at his lover with an excited smile. He kissed her chest lovingly, then kissed her snake tattoo, "Why a snake...?" he asked curiously.
Evelyn ran her hand through his hair, "A snake...you can love them, nurture them, all your life and then...one day they can strike..." she gave him a little smile, and then sighed, "I have to find a dress for the fancy little ball..." She got up and got dressed, "Nell's dresses won't fit me...I'll have to ask someone else..."
Rory rolled over onto his back, "Ask Victoria, I'm sure her's would fit. She'd lend you something."
With an annoyed huff, Evelyn opened the door, "I know, I know..." she blew him a kiss, "See ya in a bit, lover..."
She walked down the corridor and approached Victoria's room, she knocked lightly and rolled her eyes.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Apr 30, 2007 20:34:58 GMT
Victoria was fully dressed and perfectly coiffed even in the early hours. Dressed in a pale blue gown of silk, with pearls decorating her hair, she looked quite ethereal in the rising light as she sat on a little stool.
Like her cousin, she liked to rise early,and two men were in her room, a small table array with papers...
One of them opened the door and blinked a few times.
"Who is it?" called Victoria, absorbed in one document...
"It's the Lady O'Malley..." came the reply...
"Oh." She was disappointed...she had hoped it was Jack, saving her from the dreary task of managing the family finances and paying off her incompetent brother's debts.
"Well...let her in..." and she glanced up and smiled brightly, though not warmly...
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Apr 30, 2007 20:39:36 GMT
"Mornin' sunshine." Evelyn said dryly as she entered. Her hair was like a lion's mane, wild yet ravishing. She was wearing the same trousers, and she had put on a shirt of Rory's. It took her moment or two to actually speak, she was so reluctant on asking for something from the little princess.
She scratched her eyebrow, "I er..." she paused for a moment, licking her lips. "I don't have any clothes wit' me here, they're all back in me cabin and er...I don't have anythin' to wear to this ball..." she trailed off.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Apr 30, 2007 20:45:04 GMT
Now it was Victoria's turn to blink. Her dark eyes cast a glance over the wild woman before her...
"Oh..." she breathed quietly, placing the paper on a pile before her. She tilted her head towards the door, then spoke commandingly,
"Go."
The men left the room, shutting the door behind them...
Standing, Victoria walked towards the rear of the room, opening a hidden door in the wall which led into an extensive wardrobe...
"Well I'm sure I have something...what colour would you...well you could wear emerald green to match your eyes...we could...ooo this one with a new petticoat...and have it brought up...or..." She beckoned the other woman over, beginning to pick gowns out and toss them onto a nearby chaise longue, chattering away half to herself.
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Apr 30, 2007 20:51:52 GMT
Evelyn raised her eyebrows, she hadn't quite expected that reaction. Well, she didn't really know what to expect. She came forward awkwardly, watching as the young girl going through her clothes, chirping away.
As she waited, she glanced around the room. It was filled with lavish and very feminine paraphernalia, imported furniture, portraits, chandeliers. She looked with curiosity more than disdain.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Apr 30, 2007 20:56:37 GMT
"How about this red one...it would look lovely on your skin...and with your hair...I've never worn it..."
She held it up brightly, regarding her with some compassion now, realising that the poor woman wasn't used to all of this...though she had made short work of seducing the King.
She caught her looking at her lavish rooms and gave a little smile. Victoria didn't have a ship...but she did have some rather splendid rooms.
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Post by ~~*Buffy Bloom*~~ on Apr 30, 2007 21:05:45 GMT
Evelyn nodded, "That's er...that's fine..." she hadn't worn a dress since she was ten years old. Petticoats and lacing...she hadn't a clue! "Thanks..." she managed to say it without sounding sarcastic. She looked at the dress and blinked, "Could ya... er...lend me a hand with that tomorrow?" she asked.
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Post by ~Charlotte~ on Apr 30, 2007 21:09:06 GMT
Victoria began to laugh and clapped a hand over her mouth.
"Of course..." she said quite calmly, though she was mightily amused.
"Can I get you anything else? Something to eat or drink...?"
Her eyes glittered, amused a little, though still nervous. Taking the dress back and hanging it to one side she added...
"So...you and the King...and I thought you hated us royals..."
She smirked a little as she tidied the wardrobe.
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