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Post by Cara McKenna on Aug 27, 2011 11:05:59 GMT -5
Cara scurried round the kitchens quietly humming softly under her breath, twas true she should be seeing to many other duties but today she nay cared.There was much going on about the Castle and she was determined to put her stamp pon it as well though she could nay do much.
Smiling to herself as she stood over the hearths looking down at the warming plate of metal which held the special pastries, Cara went about the slow task of drizzling melted chocolate upon each one. Nay much for it was an expensive luxury but enough that the taste would not be soon forgotten. As the last of the pastries is completed the slender slip of a girl moves to the prep counter softly asking Millie to remove them from the rack to cool a bit as she begins to make her own homemade crust for the meat pies she envisions. Three different meats had been hunted pon her request simply for this celebration and all three would be added into the pies along with a small smattering of vegetables...Coney, deer and wild boar meats being chopped and sliced into small chunks would be seared in a small pan and readied for baking by one of the other girls as Cara herself continued making the crust for the top and bottom layers of each small pie before pressing them down into the pie moulds to await the fillings of meat and veggies, before being topped by a second crust before being slid into the chimney oven to bake.... what more for today?...she asks in a conspiritol whisper to the girls and Ladies around her as the last of the pies is placed to bake...
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Post by Dream Loxley on Aug 29, 2011 6:58:15 GMT -5
ooc: Thank you so much for joining in the celebrations and wonderful to see you back here  |
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Post by Cara McKenna on Aug 29, 2011 12:22:13 GMT -5
((oocly thank you so much  ) |
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Post by Lady Edfeil on Aug 31, 2011 21:05:03 GMT -5
*She smelled the scent of baking int he air. Pie. Meat pie. Iffen her nose did nae deceive her. Between the gowns and the scent, she was in home hearthy heaven.* Now iffen ye nae be going to share those, I think I will have to claim treason or something... *she called out to the kitchen with a chuckle as she carefully laid the dress aside to take out another. She fought her way through the fabric for her list though.* I do believe.. that one was from the lady Astridur... I think. Or was it lady Angelique? Nae.. I believe it was lady Astridur. I... *she said with a slight wince at her own miserable memory.* Something has happened to me list. I had a list ye see... now where are the next ones...Ahh... these were from ah.. Draakar Karal.. *she said with a gleam in her eyes* Now did he nae send ye something absolutely magnificent? I will confess, I be a wee bit jealous of these as well.   (Cara, we had the celebration in the room two weeks ago, but I would certainly LOVE some of those meatpies for the cosy aftermath we are having here? Or if not.. *g* we can be timeline flexible and put your post before the celebrations. After all.. it's the story of all of us, so we can tell it however we want it)) |
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Post by Dream Loxley on Sept 2, 2011 8:54:45 GMT -5
*Her eyes followed yours towards the kitchens with a warm smile......she could smell the aroma of something wonderful and it made her stomach rumble to even contemplate such delicacies. Your words made her smile even brighter, then tilting her head as you spoke of Astridur and Angelique, she stifled a chuckle.......sitting quietly.....waiting while you produced yet another beautiful gown. Her eyes wide with amazement at the fine stitching, she was in awe of the first, then another, then yet another!
"Ohhhh my.......words can nae describe my thoughts......M'Lady......how beautiful......how kind.......everyone has been so generous." Dream let her fingers trace the lines of stitching, allowing her thoughts to wander for a while, simply drowning in self indulgence and contentment.
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Post by Cara McKenna on Sept 2, 2011 13:26:16 GMT -5
((either way works fine for me...its been a nasty summer for me all the way round would be glad to fit in somewhere))
Cara heard the words and recognized the Queen's voice behind them and a joyous little giggle floated through the air... Nay naught Treason! Naught me!...she answered with a playful plea to her tone.... tea molly, a proper fresh making if you please and hurry... she instructed and smiled as the other girl hurried to help while she herself slid the meat pies out of the chimey oven and laid them in a pile pon a large platter...adding the platter of drizzled pastries to a small cart before the tea and its service is added as well. winking her thanks to Molly and Millie she then turns and wheels the cart into the Main Room, with a grin....Fresh Tea, meat pies and patries, m'Ladies?...
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Post by Dream Loxley on Sept 3, 2011 2:46:01 GMT -5
*Dream clapped her hands together in excitement, much as a small child would do......she was reveling in all the attention and simply smiled brightly to see the cart laden with delicacies and a pot of steaming hot tea. These were the times she relished the most......simply sitting within the Hall and enjoying the company of her friends and family.
She patted a chair nearby and ushered both Cara and Mollie to join them while they admired all the gifts within the trunk.
"Such be the best gift Cara....to see ye again and to enjoy yer company....and of course yer cooking!" Exclaimed Dream as she picked up a pasty and devoured it!
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Post by Cara McKenna on Sept 3, 2011 10:07:42 GMT -5
Cara's eyes widened with glee seeing the reactions given to the appearance of the cart. She parked the wheeled thing nearby and offloaded the foods onto a nearby table where all could reach them yet they remained away from the beautiful fabrics being purused by the Ladies of the Court there.Pouring a cup of tea for the Queen and Lady Dream as well she set each near the respective owner as she is invited to sit. A light blush then touches her cheeks as she sinks into the chair.
Whatever had been a light tinge to her cheeks turned to a full blue rosieness hearing the Lady's words to her as she helps Mollie to a bit of the food there as well....Nay tis the other way round m'Lady. Ye honour us with yer Presence, and have every day.Tis why this Celebration was held ifn I am nay misspeaking...I am but a common girl doing only what I can to help my family here.....Pouring a cup of tea for herself then Cara reaches first for a wonderful smelling pastry, biting into its delectible crust with a sigh...
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Post by Dream Loxley on Sept 7, 2011 11:18:03 GMT -5
*Cara's words made her own cheeks flush deeply, she felt even more humble and could only smile brightly as she watched the young lass settle and enjoy her surroundings. Dream would not speak further of it lest she caused her even more embarrassment, still she truly felt honoured with so much gift giving, attention and well wishes she had received.
She bit into the pastry and caught the crumbs that escaped her mouth, nodding in approval she could only wait until she had swallowed the delicious mixture and finally speak.*
"Well now......I do believe I have now tasted the best and most finest pastry in all the lands.....ye may be a common girl Cara, but yer cooking be of Royal standard iffn I may say so!"
Laughing softly, she hoped to reassure Cara that each and every one of the family within Windstorm was equal in their value, none better, none less....simply each different with their own qualities.
Her last words were for the whole group gathered together. "I shall raise my cup of tea to ye all and once again say how proud I am to share my life with ye."
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Post by Naked Draakar Karal on Sept 13, 2011 20:02:21 GMT -5
(Forgive my nakedness but I suddenly forgot my login info... happens as we age...  I do wish you all the best, Lady Loxley and am sorry I missed your celebration, but I was detained and hence passed on my gifted offerings to your good Queen to share with you. I do hope to make an appearance in your lovely home at some point. An appearance that does not have me fully bearded sneaking in to decorate your hall for yule or pilfering goodies from the kitchen.  All the best to you.. always, from the village of Ayr and the King of the Scots) |
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Post by Keiren on Sept 13, 2011 21:21:23 GMT -5
(Lol...ah, the Scots...-winks- )
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Post by Brennekah Windstrike on Sept 14, 2011 0:51:51 GMT -5
((-gasp- THIEF! Oh...wait...-slinks off-
I do owe goodies as well...that were in works while my curent situation got me. I agree though with Draak, perhaps some in room rp would be welcome if we could plan it!))
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Post by Cara McKenna on Sept 14, 2011 7:26:20 GMT -5
She felt her face flush once again as she heard Lady Loxley praise her cooking. Truly Cara did naught find anything special of it but then again no one normally felt that way of themselves. It felt good in that moment to think she might be needed and she lowered her head a moment in gratitude.Smiling brightly she raises her own cup in agreement of the words before sipping the steaming brew...I am but glad that I was able to spend the time with ye m'Ladies.
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Post by Dream Loxley on Sept 14, 2011 12:49:03 GMT -5
(( Darling Drak, I would be so delighted to welcome you once again either fully clothed or even wearing a bin liner! It would be just wonderful to have you visit, here or in the room.......Bren you too! We are currently in the Hall simply enjoying a quiet time admiring all my incredible gifts!! Thank you so much, I love them all!))
*Dream drank her tea..........took another pastry and simply sat in the comfort of her favoured chair relishing in all the attention still......and taking such a delight in all the wonderful gifts that were bestowed upon her. Such kindness and thought had gone into making them and she was in awe yet again of those around her who she held in such high esteem.*
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I do wish you all the best, Lady Loxley and am sorry I missed your celebration, but I was detained and hence passed on my gifted offerings to your good Queen to share with you. I do hope to make an appearance in your lovely home at some point. An appearance that does not have me fully bearded sneaking in to decorate your hall for yule or pilfering goodies from the kitchen. 
All the best to you.. always, from the village of Ayr and the King of the Scots)
