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Post by kight on Apr 23, 2009 11:33:21 GMT 1
He saw her look away form him, it was clear in her actions that she had not mean harm in her words to him & it was cleared up as she spoke
-I didn't mean for that... to sound judgmental.- & then once more -I meant people from the castle, not that I have met many.- Throw Rigoletto had not lost his temper, on the subjected but, he also knew that form her words she had meant no harm as so many others had & also knew that he could over look the comment.
Rigoletto ease down, a bit after her words & spoke “Yes, I can see your point many from the castle or at least those that have something such as title for the most part look down at those that they see below them“ Each person would see different people as below them, throw Rigoletto was different there where those he saw below him not that he was much better but, some things even as the Black Knight he would not do as some others did. .
He saw her as she shifted her weight from foot to foot before seeing her nod in agreement to his words, she said nothing with his name, he saw her as she smiled to him once more he did not more because it was not his nature then, anything but, at times he did threw it was not often.
He heard her speak once more -Very nice to meet you, Rigoletto- as she slight curtsy to him, it was his habit to bow back, despite ones rank or title with in this world. He spoke again as if to easy the stillness between them “It is good to meet you as well Lady Bennett” His eyes flickered a moment before he spoke again but, knowing she would not have to answer the question ether “So what brought you out this far from town Lady Bennett” He continued to speak, so that he did not make her feel she had to answer the question. “And I am not expecting an answer, if you do not care to give one”
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Post by makenna on Apr 24, 2009 3:48:35 GMT 1
“Yes, I can see your point many from the castle or at least those that have something such as title for the most part look down at those that they see below them."
Charlotte looked down at her leg to see the progression of the blood, and though it appeared to look like it had stopped part of her knee that was visible was covered in a thin layer of it. She disregarded it, returning her focus to Rigoletto,
"Exactly," Char responded with a small smile as she clasped her hands in front of her. He didn't seem to mind hearing a woman speak at all, that was odd. Charlotte liked being able to speak her mind without being chastised for it, maybe that was what kept her there when she knew he probably would much prefer a peaceful morning ride without a peasant talking to him.
“It is good to meet you as well Lady Bennett."
Charlotte could not recall someone ever being so respectful of her of the people from the castle, this was a rare occurance. And to be bowed to even in the slightest bit was flattering. She raised an eyebrow slightly as she looked upon the scene.
“So what brought you out this far from town Lady Bennett? And I am not expecting an answer, if you do not care to give one."
"Oh, well that..." Charlotte thought about it a moment before responding, "I got into a fight with my husband and... well it sounds so terrible, and it really was, but I walked away and ended up here." She knew it wasn't the thing a wife she do and she was beginning to regret it quite a lot.
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Post by kight on Apr 24, 2009 4:23:59 GMT 1
He did not miss, that she had looked down but, had not thought about it as she might be hurt or not. As she returned her focus back to him he heard her word -Exactly- At seeing her smile he took it that, it was simply her or more her chariot what likely set her apart of others around her. With seeing her clasped her hands in front of her, he was not sure what that met or it if was just something she had done with out thinking. With the rising of her eyebrow at him he was not sure what that was about, was she thinking over what to say or what he had said? He did not know & it was not his place to ask, not that he would.
With her next words he listen before he thought to speak “It is not uncommon for disagreement to come between husband & wife, throw depending on how your husband is ether he does not mind the idea you left or I suppose he could not be to happy” He knew the later was likely since most men where, many cared for nothing & no one but them self treating people no better then dirt that is unless they where of high rank then the rules where changed.
“Perhaps with your time away, it will give him time to cool off & come to think better on his actions & words that cross between you”
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Post by makenna on Apr 24, 2009 5:02:21 GMT 1
“It is not uncommon for disagreement to come between husband & wife, throw depending on how your husband is ether he does not mind the idea you left or I suppose he could not be to happy.”
"Yes, well with Peter it could go either way, so we will just have to wait and see," Charlotte responded thoughtfully, wondering which it would be. Sometimes he could be understanding, or when he was mad like that he could get even more angry as the time passed that she had stayed. Though she was certain that had she stayed it only would have gotten worse because she couldn't keep her big mouth shut and just let something go.
“Perhaps with your time away, it will give him time to cool off & come to think better on his actions & words that cross between you."
"Perhaps... but it is more likely it will become worse. It is my fault, really. I should no better than to cross lines with him." Char didn't think this was true exactly but she wanted to seem sorry for what she had done, even if deep down she wasn't sorry at all. She was just regretful.
"So, what brings you out here, Rigoletto?" Charlotte questioned. "And you don't have to tell me, if you do not wish to do so," Charlotte added in quick succession repeating what he had said to her earlier. She didn't like conversations to be too one-sided, and she definitely wanted to know more about this Rigoletto, though she doubted he would give her anything to work with. He seemed more like the type to remain mysterious, no matter how much one pryed for information.
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Post by kight on Apr 24, 2009 11:42:32 GMT 1
He heard her words,
-Yes, well with Peter it could go either way, so we will just have to wait or see-
He could not help but softly laugh before he spoke “I assure Lady Bennett that you will know the out come long before I do, I might learn of it later but, that is not set in stone on that I will ever know”
He with out thinking of it stroked his horse neck, more of parses & comfort because they had not continued there ride but, his horse did not appear to care in the end or at least that was how he figured.
With her next words he listened -Perhaps... but it is more likely it will become worse. It is my fault, really. I should no better than to cross lines with him-
“I see & yet would he say the same at some point that it was his fault for something happening?” It was spoken as if he knew the answer or had been a good guess but, it was likely that she would always be wrong & her husband would always be right. It was a shame if that was true for in the end when it came to marriage both sides where at some point going to be wrong.
With her next words throw it changed his thoughts -So, what brings you out here, Rigoletto? And you don't have to tell me, if you do not wish to do so-
“I came out for a ride, I thought my horse would enjoy the freedom that the grounds offered here & thought that such a place as this might just allow ones mind to not have to think on anything to great”
He was looking for in many was a secret place a place, when he could ride & no so much not see any one but, to not have to worry on how he acted or that he played the Black Knight to a T, if he chose to find some freedom from it.
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Post by makenna on Apr 26, 2009 23:38:30 GMT 1
“I assure Lady Bennett that you will know the out come long before I do, I might learn of it later but, that is not set in stone on that I will ever know”
Charlotte looked up at him again with a grin as she crossed her arms of her chest. "That is true. It is also not set in stone that we will met again, my dear Rigoletto." Char smiled as she wondered upon his background, wondering where had come from, what kind of family had raised him? What did he look like under that mask? She sighed as she studied him over again, in some attempt to see through it.
“I see & yet would he say the same at some point that it was his fault for something happening?”
Char laughed thinking about that. "No, more than likely that won't happen. It rarely ever does. Most men, most people, do not like to admit their mistakes." Charlotte said as she looked up at the sky and then brought her gaze back down again. "A terrible human flaw."
“I came out for a ride, I thought my horse would enjoy the freedom that the grounds offered here & thought that such a place as this might just allow ones mind to not have to think on anything to great”
"I suppose the forest is a nice place for that. I do hope I am not disturbing your ride, Rigoletto." She blew out of her mouth blowing a strand of hair off her face and then taking her hand pushing it behind her ear again, doing the same to the other side.
(Sorry it took me so long to get back to you)
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Post by kight on Apr 27, 2009 1:52:51 GMT 1
(That is alright, I am glade you post we can do anther one when we get done with this one if you like)
He saw her as she smiled & crossed her arms over his chest. -That is true. It is also not set in stone that we will met again, my dear Rigoletto- Rigoletto chuckled softly as he spoke “True very true Lady Bennett but, who can in the end say what will or will not happen in the end”
He heard her laugh before she spoke again -No, more than likely that won't happen. It rarely ever does. Most men, most people, do not like to admit their mistakes- With that watched as she looked up to the sky before looking back to him & speaking -A terrible human flaw.- “Yes it is throw some times it is better & wiser to admit ones mistakes” He knew he would have to admit his at one point for they, would coast him.
Then he heard her next words -I suppose the forest is a nice place for that. I do hope I am not disturbing your ride, Rigoletto.- With that he shock his head “It is at that & you have not” Looking at her he spoke “I also take it that you came here for some form of freedom as well”
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Post by makenna on Apr 27, 2009 4:06:17 GMT 1
(Ok That would be wonderful.) “True very true Lady Bennett but, who can in the end say what will or will not happen in the end”Charlotte heard a slight chuckle as he spoke and smiled in encouragement. She liked the lighter side of him, though it was almost impossible to trace. " I think that only God could say that, Sir." Charlotte said. "And I do hope God works in the favor of us meeting again. It has been a pleasant conversation," Char swallowed and her eyes flickered to a few rustling leaves around her for a moment. “Yes it is throw some times it is better & wiser to admit ones mistakes” "It is," Charlotte agreed as she straightened her posture a little without thought. Peter didn't realize this little fact, apparantly, or he would have admitted constant mistakes he had made. Not that Char didn't do the exact same thing at times. “It is at that & you have not. I also take it that you came here for some form of freedom as well” "Freedom would be part of it, I suppose. Freedom from life as a married woman." Char had always dreamed of being married off, but she had always thought love might take some part in the choosing of her husband, what a silly dream. She hadn't even known Peter when she had been told one day that she was going to have to marry him, and then he turned out to be okay, though she wouldn't have ever chosen him to be her husband.
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Post by kight on Apr 27, 2009 11:28:33 GMT 1
He saw her smile with her words -I think that only God could say that, Sir- Rigoletto nodded lightly before hearing her second words -And I do hope God works in the favor of us meeting again. It has been a pleasant conversation-
“Then we shall wait & see what God has plain on the orders of use meeting again” He knew they likely would though he could not say it would be as Rigoletto, no it likely would be as the Black Knight one that many hated & feared, for reason of there own. As the Black Knight he was harsher & colder when it came to his orders, that he would have carried out.
With her next words -It is- He spoke throw he did not miss she had straightened her posture, he was not sure if it was because of his words or that but, he likely would never know the answer. “I would think so, though in the end only a few will do it & there will always be the times on if it is not better to say nothing” He looked at her as he spoke “I suppose, as you have said many never will & that is something we all have to live with
With that he then heard her next words -Freedom would be part of it, I suppose. Freedom from life as a married woman- He looked at her “We all at some point want freedom or what some would call time alone but, then there must be some good in your husband & the married life that you share” It was spoken more on if to make her think of the better times, then the worst times but, he did not know how it would go.
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Post by makenna on Apr 27, 2009 23:13:41 GMT 1
“Then we shall wait & see what God has plain on the orders of use meeting again."
"We shall, Sir," Charlotte responded with a slight smile playing on her lips. She clasped her hand around her hair, pulling it up and then dropping it back down on her back, willing for it to quit getting into her face and obscuring her vision with its dark locks. She put her hand back down to her side.
“I would think so, though in the end only a few will do it & there will always be the times on if it is not better to say nothing. I suppose, as you have said many never will & that is something we all have to live with"
Charlotte nodded in agreement, not finding anything more to say on that matter. Rigoletto seemed very wise, perhaps seeming to have experienced what the average person had. Maybe he had grown up as just some common person and then become a guard. They always seemed so cold and unjust to her, but Rigoletto seemed different. He wasn't nearly as rude as the lot of them, especially that despicable Noah.
"We all at some point want freedom or what some would call time alone but, then there must be some good in your husband & the married life that you share”
"I assure you, Rigoletto, there is. Though that side of it is quite often forgotten in times such as this." Charlotte truly did care for Peter, though she couldn't say she loved him. He got on her nerves so often and was so relentless. Charlotte had always disliked people that acted that way.
"What about you, Rigoletto? Who is your wife?" Charlotte questioned, wondering if she had ever spoken to her before. This was, of course, assuming he had one. Which it was likely that he didn't, so she added, "If you have one." Charlotte wondered how old he even was. Usually she had a pretty good guess, if she could see ones face, but in this case she had no guess.
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Post by kight on Apr 28, 2009 3:01:54 GMT 1
He heard her words in answer to his own -We shall, Sir- He did not miss the smile that played over her lips, he did not miss as she clasped her hand around her hair before to toy with her hair, he watched her but, no real emotion pass threw him after all she was married & he would not cross some grounds when it came to matters.
With her agreement he did not say anything; there was no need to after all he would keep some mystery about him even if his mask helped to hid much on who he was. His mind had started to wander as it did at times throw it was rare & he had to have some comfort for his thoughts to even think to drop his guard to any degree.
Then came her next words -I assure you, Rigoletto, there is. Though that side of it is quite often forgotten in times such as this- He heard her words & nodded lightly “I will take your word on that” It mattered little of he was married or not for each one was different then the next for the most part.
With her next words, he should not of been suspire but, they had surprised him a bit few had asked him such things & few likely would of even thought to he spoke “I have none for the time being” He knew that how things where going right now it was not safe & he would not have those he cared for place in danger because of him.
His family was safe for none really knew of his last name so they could not go after them but, if he had a wife then things likely would not be so easy to hid or keep others safe. He looked at her “Are you surprised?” It would be interesting to see what she would say.
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Post by makenna on Apr 28, 2009 3:23:37 GMT 1
“I will take your word on that."
Charlotte stared up at him, not having anything to say to that either. He sure wasn't a big talker, and she wasn't sure if that meant that he didn't want to talk to her if it was just in his nature. She bit her lip absent-mindedly as her mind went deep in thought about whether she should leave or stay. She wanted to stay, she was enjoying Rigoletto's company, but if he didn't want her there, then what was the point in staying.
“I have none for the time being."
Charotte raised an eyebrow slightly, as she took in his words. How lucky he was, not having to be married. But it made sense, usually men got to get married later in life, which did prove to be quite awkward. Char had been married when she was rather young to Peter, who was quite a bit older.
“Are you surprised?”
Charlotte was taken off guard by the question that she had not anticipated him asking her. She didn't really know how to respond so she closed her eyes for a moment, piecing together a response. "In a way, I suppose." Charlotte had no reasoning to think that, except for the fact that he seemed like a very pleasant man, and surely any woman would be lucky to have him. "You seem like the kind that could get any woman he wanted. But you also seem quiet, not that that is a bad thing. It is a good thing in my eyes." Char wasn't exactly sure what she was saying and it all sounded so odd out loud. It sounded much less intelligent out loud than it did in her head.
The wind was relentless on her hair as it continously blew it onto her face, and then in other random directions, and it was getting quite annoying. She pushed it back again, holding it with her hands again as she felt another gust of wind.
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Post by kight on Apr 28, 2009 3:53:14 GMT 1
With his words he did not miss that she looked at him, what was she thinking of with the rising of her eyebrow was she surprise or was she thinking more on the thought? I was clear as she spoke her words -In a way, I suppose-
His eyes flickered was she surprised, why should she be did he look like he could not get some one or was there another reason? With her next word, he had his answer -You seem like the kind that could get any woman he wanted. But you also seem quiet, not that that is a bad thing. It is a good thing in my eyes.-
Looking at her he spoke “I suppose I could throw it is not, what I am after” And that was the truth “I could speak more but, then in I would not be as mysterious if I did would I” He could of almost laughed at his own words but, he did not. As the wind blew relentlessly he could almost feel a storm coming in, throw how long before it got here was left to be said.
(Sorry that it is short)
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Post by makenna on Apr 28, 2009 4:07:13 GMT 1
“I suppose I could throw it is not, what I am after."
Charlotte smiled and chuckled slightly. "Condident, as well. Then what are you after, Sir Rigoletto?" Char asked in curiousity, wondering if she was asking too many questions, since he didn't seem like one to want to answer too many questions.
“I could speak more but, then in I would not be as mysterious if I did would I."
This train of thought had just been confirmed. Too many questions would take away from his mysterious appearance. Maybe that is why Char took such an interest in him. He kept her hanging, and she wanted to know who he was under the armor and the illusion. "No, you wouldn't," Char responded.
"It is frustrating me, though, that I cannot figure you out." She added, hoping it wasn't too bold of a thing to say. Everything she had said had seemed to bold, but Rigoletto didn't seem to mind. It was an honest statement, it was driving her insane that she couldn't read him like she could others.
Charlotte tilted her head slightly again, her gaze shifting from him to the sky behind him that was barely visible. Clouds had seemed to form out of nowhere, and a storm was on its way, she figured. The wind was another sign of this, as well. "I am not doing a very good job of being mysterious." Charlotte joked with a laugh.
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Post by kight on Apr 28, 2009 4:42:29 GMT 1
He did not miss her smile with her words he spoke -Confident, as well. Then what are you after, Sir Rigoletto?- “Perhaps I am but, then I suppose love would be the best word’ It was rare to find such a thing & even more for him when knew of his past, for they would learn that he had money & that did not help
He heard her next words, he was glade that she understands that he was not a big talker. “Perhaps, that is because there needs to be some mystery with in this world & land” He looked at her as he spoke again
“But, then I suppose that there are others that are sorting doing the same thing, throw that is for there own reasons. And if they are good or bad is left to be fully seen out” He knew that he did not want to tip of that he was the black knight, he knew well that there where others that where silent & he was not wanting to give away such a secret.
-I am not doing a very good job of being mysterious.- He heard her laugh as she appeared to be joking & he spoke “Not all of use can be mysterious & some of use are not meant to be”
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