A Knights return home

[Althea]

21:36:26)


~First Knight of The Crimson Order~
~Commander of The Lancers~
~Windstorm Council~


is in the Gardens, and says to ~*~ Althea DeBane ~*~Seam: ~He noted the air of dissapointment upon the reply he got, his eyes searching and finding a seat, he moved his hand from his back and leveled it towards the seat hoping the Lady would accept the offer to sit with him, how would he begin for it had been so long, he would stumble through it like most other things he attempted tonight, it was not like a battle as such only with his nerve, and the Lady at his side was no horse, and these where the two things in life he understood more than anything, should he just blurt it out and hang the devil or mayhap he should show more respect for the Lady's feelings and attempt to show his true feelings~..Mayhap ye would care to sit with me Althea, as I feel I owe thee court as ye hath taken time to attend this place with me"..



(21:41:29)

~*~ Althea DeBane ~*~
Seamstress
Guest of Windstorm
is in the Gardens, and says to ~First Knight of The Crim: *the gardens was a lovely a place an with the evenin air her forced smile had softened a lil as she moved to sit down beside you..lowerin her eyes as they trailed over her dress an claspin her hands together in her lap..crossin her feet at the ankles with jus a slight tip of the toe of her black slipper peeking over she turned to look over an up at him once more..those darks of hers hollow yet keepin the mask in place for now* tis a beautiful night out here



(21:49:55)


~First Knight of The Crimson Order~
~Commander of The Lancers~
~Windstorm Council~


is in the Gardens, and says to ~*~ Althea DeBane ~*~Seam: "Aye, tis almost as beautiful as the company I find meself in, I shall speak to thee only in truth.." ~He reaches over nervously to seek thy small hand, he cups his hand around yours softly as he feels the warmth and the slight trembling, he looks upon thee and meets thy gaze, he would force his eyes to drink in all of the Lady before him, he would not avert his gaze as is normal for him, he wanted to look and see everything before him, he would look up to the point where the very image blended into the beauty of the night~




(21:58:07)

~*~ Althea DeBane ~*~
Seamstress
Guest of Windstorm
is in the Gardens, and says to ~First Knight of The Crim: *there was that look of worry had she already known upon how you felt yet she held herself together as she felt your hand take hold..glancin down then avertin her eyes back up into yours..a strong woman she was yet even holdin the mask in place her eyes were a dead giveaway upon how she had started to feel towards him yet she forced her eyes as well to remain in place..still in her heart even though it was startin to break she was happy to see him alive an well..an back home where he belonged an upon hearin yer words a tinge of crimson hue had adorned her cheeks while she listened..makin her more fond of ye for speakin truth..remainin silent an still listenin*



(22:11:13)


~First Knight of The Crimson Order~
~Commander of The Lancers~
~Windstorm Council~


is in the Gardens, and says to ~*~ Althea DeBane ~*~Seam: ~He cleared his throat and allowed his hand to tense lightly around the one he held, his heart had been telling him for as long back as the first he saw the Lady and the first time he had greeted her, his mind however was as usual somewhat slower, though what could offer other than himself, and would that be enough, she had visited him in his dreams whilest he was away, his every thought led to seeing her and being with her, this is now what he needed to say but how, he took in a nervous breath~.."Althea, the reasons for my return this day where not wholly true, for I hath returned for one reason and as such I need to speak with thee of this matter, I hath nae spoken of this with anyone nae even the Queen for I be sure she feels we already be betrothed and this be a lie I could nae allow to continue or for the both of us to bare and tis why I wish to speak with thee on the matter..."




(22:28:11)

~*~ Althea DeBane ~*~
Seamstress
Guest of Windstorm
is in the Gardens, and says to ~First Knight of The Crim: *feelin the tensity of his hand..hers as well nervous an tremblin as she then lowered her eyes..noddin slowly as the lump in her throat had formed..murmurin softly* aye..tis true I heard of a rumor as such..m'lord Andor spoke of it whilst we were startin to leave for Caernarfon...*sighin softly* the only thing I can think of was when ye were in the room helpin me with the Queen's dress that night..someone must have seen us then..*liftin her eyes slowly after the slight frown she had felt terrible over it an even avoided to speak with anyone after m'lord Andor had spoke such to her..even the Queen since she'd seen it in her eyes as well yet it was truth on her part an she should have stopped it..but she didn't..somethin she had dwelled on since way before the ball..an her body had started to slightly tremble yet tryin so hard to keep the masked in place..she had nothin to offer him..a mere commoner who had came to answer a job at the castle..she couldn't give him nothin but herself..an she was nothin..to him or anyone else as she had felt that way since way before she'd came to the castle..always workin with her hands..workin..yes workin..she'd dwell within..it would help ease some of the hurt inside..not completely but she'd learn to live with such..her voice lifted from a mere whisper as her eyes averted back an forth..worried over the whole issue at hand as she shook her head* I didn't really know how to stop this..an really in truth..*lookin back up at him* I didn't want too....*lookin back down an swallowin hard as she looked back up into his eyes..that look of worry growin more intense as the mist began to form in her eyes..lowerin them once more..she'd take all the blame if necessary*



(22:43:23)


~First Knight of The Crimson Order~
~Commander of The Lancers~
~Windstorm Council~


says to ~*~ Althea DeBane ~*~Seam: ~He looked upon you his heart now ready to burst out of his chest, for he too did not attempt to stop the rumours and it was his duty to keep thy dignity and honor intact, yet he chose to go along with the idle chit chat of the Castle, not knowing fully the consequences which it would hold for him, nor in truth did he care, he raised his hand and tenderly rested it upon your chin and softly lifted your gaze to meet with his, his next words he would know one way or the other~.." It be the truth I did nae wish for them to stop, for me reason for me return is nae to speak of any other but thee, ye hath come to me in visions whilest I sleep, the warmth of thy smile, and thy laughter, holds me warm and safe, Althea I do nae know of whom I may ask for permission so I ask it of thee, I wish thy permision to court thee and put the rumours to the sword, for I could nae live such a lie and see thee hurt for one moment, for thou art a wonderful person, and whatever thy response to me request I doth nae wish our friendship to be one of a brother to his sister and wish to become eventually thy husband and protector, for thou hath had me heart since I first saw thee and iffen ye wish it ye shall have it til it stops beating for life itself, I throw meself upon thy mercy and ask thee to consider me offer and beg thee be in truth with thy response"...He swallowed but his mouth had become dry it was like swallowing sand, he would wait now for the Lady consider his request for he would wait forever if need be~...


(22:56:48)

~*~ Althea DeBane ~*~
Seamstress
Guest of Windstorm
is in the Gardens, and says to ~First Knight of The Crim: *the tears had welled..startin to overflow as they ran down her cheeks liftin her chin as her watery eyes watched his own..hearin his words she had almost forgotten to breath..noddin softly as the corners of her lips had slowly turned yet clearin her throat softly a mere murmur she could only get out* I nae wish for a brother an sisterly friendship either ......an you've had mine own heart since we first met *watchin his eyes her smile showin the warmth an love from her own heart down deep* with thee..I accept *smilin softly though the tears remained to flow*


(23:03:16)


~First Knight of The Crimson Order~
~Commander of The Lancers~
~Windstorm Council~


says to ~*~ Althea DeBane ~*~Seam: ~He placed his arms around her and held her close, resting his chin on her soft hair, the warmth of the soft tremblimg body he held relaxed him as he spoke softly~.." I shall seek the Queens approval and then it shall be official we nae need hide behind rumours nae more, for I can nae offer thee nae more than I am, though what I am will be thine"..



(23:08:32)

~*~ Althea DeBane ~*~
Seamstress
Guest of Windstorm
is in the Gardens, and says to ~First Knight of The Crim: *closin her eyes as she felt the embrace ..huggin him back..heart racin hard for bein so close as she listened..then whispered softly against his ear* I too..can nae offer thee nae more than I am..though what I am..will be thine also *leanin close to him*

[Dream Loxley]

((Welcome to the boards Althea...... hope to meet you properly in the room as time allows. Looking forward to reading more from you *S* Pondering iffn Dream should visit the Milliner soon! ))

[Repsol]

He had returned to Windstorm for a short time to settle a matter of his heart, he wished to speak with the Queen on such a matter though firstly he would speak with the Lady in question and seek certain permisions, his head was spinning he did not know really how to approach the subject and then there was the refusal if one came how would he approach this, it was all spinning round his head, he needed it clear for the days before him at Caernarfon, as he entered the Hall his stomach tightened and his hands beacme somewhat warmer, a bead of sweat rolled from his forehead as it was met by the back of his hand, he took a deep breath and moved towards the center of the room.....