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Post by dot on Mar 27, 2009 17:54:45 GMT 1
Lady Dorothy huneycurch was not happy and when she was not happy others would not be happy because of the disturbing energy Dorothy gave off. Her presence made a person uneasy and unsure of themselves. Men would admire her but be to afraid to talk to such a woman as she and the women would stay clear having heard of her cold and calculating reputation. She new all this and it suited her to have things this way it weeded out the people she didn't need to talk to and keep un wanted men at bay.
Today she was particularly angry Harvey he most loyal of man servants had been found dead just out side of Nottingham town his hearty sliced in half by a blade or dagger. To a extent Lady Dorothy had trusted her recently departed Harvey and she valued his company and silent obedience all this made her anger stronger at having him taken away from her. She had left for Nottingham as soon as was possible and strode in to the castle ,today not accompanied by her loyal Harvey. In her head she had all ready been calculating a cruel and horrifying end to who every had stolen him away from her and of coarse she would not be doing this her self.
"Get me a guard ,now don't dodle go"she snarled in her creamy voice which was still alarmingly attractive even with the venomous tone. The small stable boy scarped off and by the look on his face he couldn't run fast enough.
Dorothy turned to a woman with dark gray lined hair and deep set eyes and looked over her for a moment. Defiantly something about this woman that’s not right, Dorothy thought, a spy maybe or maybe she her self stole dearly departed Harvey
"Keep your mouth shut and do not speak to anyone in the castle unless you are spoken to direct understand me ?"
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Post by Noah Green on Apr 1, 2009 23:08:41 GMT 1
A small boy came running up to Noah as was enjoying watching a few knights have a squabble over a goblet of mead. He seemed rather nervous and looked as though he didn't want to come too close. "Come closer boy" Noah shouted at the quivering boy who took three tiny steps closer.
"Come on now, I am busy. What news have you for me? Hurry up now!"
Noah stared intensely at the boy who was struggling to get any words out of his mouth. He was still quite far away from him so Noah stepped closer and leaned down and whispered to him." I said hurry, did I not?"
He quickly began rambling . Noah could not quite make out what it was that he was attempting to explain so he let out a huge scream of impatience. He turned about to walk away but was curious to what the boy was going to say. His body slowly twisted round to face the young boy again and he began to get even more impatient.
"Boy, if this is not important I swear I shall have you hanged for wasting my precious time. Surely could not have seen that I was in the middle of something, or else I know that you would not dare bother me."
The boy finally managed to release some words form his trembling lips."Sir there is a lady at the castle, she needs your help I think."
"A peasant, I have no time for her, send her away tell her to...just send her away..."
"No sir, it is but a beautiful Lady, she wears pretty clothes made from silk, I could not send her away. She would be ever so angry at me"
Noah's loosened his fists he had tightened and began walking away. "Sir would you like me to..." "Go, your services are no longer needed"
Noah walked towards the gates and saw Lady Dorothy Honeychurch standing proudly in the silk dress the boy had described, he strode over to her and cleared his throat to get her attention.
"Ahem. Good Morning, Dorothy, ehh Lady Honeychurch."
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Post by rh on Apr 4, 2009 21:30:21 GMT 1
[Hope you guys don't mind me invading this thread ]
The young, beautiful Guinevere strode throughout the castle grounds freely, yet properly. As she roamed her beautiful long, chocolate brown locks danced and swifted with the wind that blew past her. The day was short yet beautiful and nothing could ever ruin it.
That's it. It clicked. She loved Noah. It was as if he were her life now, well he was going to be her life when they got married in the next week or so. Maybe they rushed into marriage too fast? Words can only compare actions. Did Noah really take her for what she really was? A selfless, yet smart and amazingly dazzling human being? Nobody knew, yet Noah knew these actions. Life knew these actions.
Today, her father gave her permission to run free throughout the castle and it's gates. Oh, what an adventure it was. She wasn't really the one for adventure, though. Nobody could ever describe Guinevere's feelings at this point.
As she walked and walked, she saw a familiar figure, it was Noah, a smile ran across her face, but then she saw a lady and then the smile wore off. She couldn't help but walk over to where the two stood. "Hello, sir." She greeted Noah, she glanced at the girl. "And greetings, madam, may I know your name? If it's not too much to ask for?" She spoke in a calm, yet polite tone of voice.
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Post by dot on Apr 6, 2009 18:58:09 GMT 1
“Stand up straight Agitha please you are making me feel old just looking at you. And would it be so hard for you to smile a little?” Lady Dorothy drawled as she passed slowly back in forward in front of her new servant Agitha. Agitha was a pale grey haired woman with a slight hunch. Agitha forced a smile as her master commanded her to and straightened up best she could curding slightly when Lady Honeychurchs back was turned.
A Chill wind was blowing raffling the fox firs she wore around her neck, a gift from a foreign lover from France. Unconsciously she raised her hand to her hair to check that it was all in order and that the wind hadn’t misplaced any from the curly up do she wore. Her dress was a deep lilac that hung nicely on her tall lean frame with a rich green shawl draped over made of Frances best fabrics.
“Ahh Mr Green it’s about time, I have been stood out here in this ghastly chill for more than 10 minuets or so. I had a runt of a boy send for some one but I feared he had just run off with out seeing to my request.”
"And greetings, madam, may I know your name? If it's not too much to ask for?"
At that moment she was cut short by the arrival of a much younger and fairly beautiful young lady. Lady Dorothy looked her over taking in her complexion and her pretty face, if Dorothy wasn’t so big headed she may have been threatened by her instead she was a little irritated by her interruption.
“Good afternoon” Dorothy said coldly “ I am Lady Honeychurch of Nettlestone who might you be?”
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Post by Noah Green on Apr 6, 2009 23:44:19 GMT 1
“Afternoon Lady Honeychurch. Afternoon Lady Wineberg. A glorious day, do you not agree? Is there something you both would like to ask me?”
Noah was somewhat nervous to what could be said. What if it was something to do with the marriage between him and Guinevere? He felt awkward discussing this with Lady Dorothy as he had once felt love for her, and still kind of did. He would never confess to this though, not whilst he was in a relationship with Guinevere. It was a rather lovely day and Noah had made plans to meet Guinevere later that day, but had not yet told her. He wanted to discuss the wedding plans, possibly make the date official.
“Oh I do apologise Lady Honeychurch; it was no intention of mine to keep you waiting. Indeed I did not know it was you that was in need of my assistance, or else I would have come quicker.”
Noah was watching the two of the ladies looking at each other, neither of them looking too happy. He watched as they eyed each other up and down. He felt increasingly uncomfortable to be in their company. Guinevere was looking especially striking today. Her hair appeared silkier than he had remembered.
“You have not yet been acquainted with each other? Sorry, I should have been more polite and introduced you. So Lady Honeychurch, With what may I be of help with?”
(sorry, just wasnt feeling it:()
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Post by rh on Apr 15, 2009 14:08:59 GMT 1
Guinevere kept her green eyes at the woman, who appeared to be fairly older than she was. The woman was a very pretty young maiden. She shot a cold glare at her as if she were a wolf circling it's prey. She stood up straight and cleared her throat ready to speak her words - until she glanced up at Noah, giving him a light, warm smile. "Good Afternoon, Sir Green."
Her eyes then glanced at Lady Dorothy. Guinevere thought that she should mannerful right now. She didn't want to show such ill manners to a person who looked as if she were over sixty years old. And so, Guinevere spoke, with the calmest maiden like voice that she had indeed inherited from her mother - "Guinevere Wineberg, my fair lady." She gave her a smile of lies. "Grave pleasant to meet you."
She did the slightest little effort to hold out her hand for a slight shake. The smile wore off as she kept her eye still on Dorothy. "I believe we both had just introduced ourselves, Sir." She said not keeping her eyes off of Dorothy.
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Post by dot on Apr 15, 2009 15:18:58 GMT 1
Dorothy looked the girl over once more before loosing interest and turning her gaze ti Noah green.
"Charmed" she said flatly. she didn't have time for these young nobles who cared for nothing more than to parade them selves around and attend dinners. Although Lady Dorothy had been one of those girls in her youth it did not lighten her dislike for them in the slightest not even to wards her own daughter. She was cold and cruel and she liked it.
"Could we go some where less," she paused glancing around the court yard"less crowded to discuss some business."
Lady Dorothy would prefer if this topic of conversation would not be heard by anyone other than those who it was meant for. The last thing she needed was some no Brain idiot of a child to go shouting her mouth off to the wrong person it could ruin any plans Dorothy had. At the moment she had no plans but that always changed it was probably that with in the next half an hour she would construct an elaborate plan to get and find out what she needed to push her self forward.
"Do excuse us my dear for just a moment," she said her voice suddenly warm and motherly. She did this allot and for the most part it worked in getting what she wished with out having to get things done in a more violent or messy way. @in this Cass violent and messy was definitely not appropriate nor did she had any energy for such a thing.
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