< 04Molly > **dinner passes quick, no sign of Alarice, and the main point of discussion is the plans for the village building. Shortly after, Adalbrecht invites David to his study, and the women go to the drawing room. The tall doors lead out on to the terrace, and it is here that Molly stands. Her dress is a stunning deep green, an unusual cut, devoid of the usual miles of petticoats and hoops, it is smooth, slinky, clinging and skimming efforlessl over her curves.(mtf) * @Morgan walks up to her side < 08@Morgan > you enjoyed dinner? < 04Molly > turned slightly from him, her loose curls are ruffled by the gentle summer evening breeze, dark red a beautiful contrast to the satin. Across her shoulders is a light, shimmery shawl of ivory. She smiles it him, makeup flawless, and the jewels in her ears sparkle in the candleabra light. She looks at him, taking in his dress, his stance... < 04Molly > Yes, very much so < 08@Morgan > good... you look completely entrancing tonight * Molly smiles, though manages to supress the blush that threatens < 04Molly > Thank you, liebes herz, I had rather hoped you would feel so... You, as always, look deveastatingly handsome * @Morgan looks down < 08@Morgan > its the Eisen side of me I think < 04Molly > what makes you say so? * Molly tilts her head inquisitively, and holds out her hand to him < 08@Morgan > well... most Eisen men are devastatingly handsome * Molly shrugs slightly, keeping her eyes on his < 04Molly > They all pale in comparison... < 08@Morgan > well, obviously * Molly drops her hand back to her side < 04Molly > and most Avalon women? * Molly leads him out on to the terrace, her hand warm and soft, the skin becoming smoother with the lack of work this new life gives her < 08@Morgan > kind, loving, enchanting... * Molly smiles at him < 04Molly > I hope you think of me so < 08@Morgan > you most of all < 04Molly > I promise I shall always try to be all three < 08@Morgan > I dont see that ever changing * Molly leads him down the steps on to the lawn that runs down to the lake < 04Molly > time changes many things, liebling, if you let it < 08@Morgan > exactly... if you let it * Molly looks up at the sky, it already changing to a less vivid blue < 04Molly > I wish that I could be this happy forever < 08@Morgan > you dont think you will be? * Molly watches him < 04Molly > No-one can ever be sure < 08@Morgan > so true * Molly squeezes his hand slightly, the swish of the silky dress caressing the back of his hand, appealingy cool < 04Molly > In truth,  I can still scarce believe this beautiful future you have offered me < 08@Morgan > does that make you trust it less? * Molly shakes her head < 04Molly > I do not trust it less, but it makes me nervous < 08@Morgan > oh? * Molly watches him < 04Molly > I wonder how I have deserved it < 08@Morgan > you must have done something terrible in a former life to deserve me * Molly looks at him a moment, thoughtful, quiet, before speaking < 04Molly > You are completely wrong, my Lord, I assure you < 04Molly > You are almost perfect in my eyes < 08@Morgan > perhaps you need a doctor to look at them * Molly laughs softly < 04Molly > I am sure without medical training you could look at my eyes far better than anyone else on Theah * @Morgan laughs < 04Molly > I'm sure there are all manner of other physical ailments about my person that could be cured by those eyes... * Molly looks at the lake as they get to the shore < 08@Morgan > no... I'm afraid my eyes aren't particularly healing < 04Molly > They always do wonders for my soul and my spirits... though perhaps- *she quickly changes the subject* Your father said he had left the boat at the bottom of the steps * @Morgan nods * Molly lifts the shimmery skirt, letting go of his hand to walk down the steps < 04Molly > When was the last time you did this, liebes herz < 08@Morgan > years ago * Molly looks at the little boat with its waiting oars * @Morgan sighs slightly < 08@Morgan > I suppose I'd better get reacquainted with oars < 04Molly > I could try, if you wish it, though it would ruin the attempt I made at an appearance of sensual elegance... * Molly runs her hand over the rough wood of the boat < 08@Morgan > no no, it is my place to < 04Molly > I have only been on 4 boats, all of those proper ships < 08@Morgan > I must, at some point soon, speak to a friend of mine < 04Molly > oh? * Molly smiles, intrigued < 08@Morgan > he has contacts in the ship purchasing arena < 04Molly > For your second ship, liebling? < 08@Morgan > second... third... fifth... * Molly smiles < 04Molly > Your mother warned me of the Koertig ambition * @Morgan laughs * Molly pushes back a loose strand of hair as the breeze rearranges the curls. She looks at the boat < 04Molly > where do we begin? < 08@Morgan > first, you get in the boat, sat toward the rear of it * Molly smiles, and hitches her skirt suprisingly gracefully, exposing the minimum amout of calves and thighs possible given such a task. she settles at the end < 04Molly > And then? < 08@Morgan > and then I climb in and we take this thing out onto the lake * @Morgan climbs in, settling down and putting the oars in their guides * Molly looks excited at this, listening to the gentle lap of the water on the shoreline, waatching the sky start to tinge slightly pink. It is so quiet, so peaceful < 04Molly > How many times have you done this? < 08@Morgan > a few... not particularly many, mind * @Morgan pushes away from the shore and starts rowing slowly < 04Molly > Is... is it safe? < 08@Morgan > my rowing? probably not * Molly giggles < 04Molly > I meant being out here alone < 08@Morgan > provided we dont do anything stupid... < 04Molly > such as? < 08@Morgan > going swimming < 04Molly > no, that is one thing I would definately not wish to do... it would ruin this dress < 08@Morgan > quite * Molly gasps as they get a little further out, the upcoming dusk bring out the fireflies which glow and flitter about them. the wind stirs the leaves, and a nightingale sings softly from the far bank. It is warm, the air clear, perfect < 04Molly > It is wonderful, liebes herz * @Morgan nods < 08@Morgan > I'd forgotten it could be like this < 04Molly > you must come here more often? < 08@Morgan > once I have the time * Molly watches him, the red light is the sky glinting off her hair < 04Molly > sad really.... < 08@Morgan > what is? < 04Molly > that here you have such beauty, yet so little time to watch it, to enjoy it < 08@Morgan > such is the life of men such as I blossom * Molly smiles < 04Molly > I know... as Master at Arms, you had lots of time, but not this magnificent place to enjoy * Molly leans back, relaxing more than she has whilst being there < 08@Morgan > strangely there are probably more dangerous monsters here than at the Torrington estate * Molly frowns slightly < 04Molly > What sort of monsters? < 08@Morgan > all sorts * Molly looks slightly uneasy < 04Molly > Are there any fish? * @Morgan nods < 08@Morgan > the lake is fished... carefully < 04Molly > How so, liebling? < 08@Morgan > the southernmost shore is left well alone < 04Molly > Is the fishing profitable? * @Morgan shrugs, tugging on one oar < 08@Morgan > profitable enough to keep doing it < 04Molly > Will you be helping with the building? < 08@Morgan > most likely, yes... I climb well * Molly smiles < 04Molly > I have never seen you climb... though I do recall a certain incident with you falling from a tree! * Molly smiles playfully * @Morgan nods < 04Molly > I... was a little concerned that Evie may have been responsible for your wounds! * Molly laughs < 08@Morgan > really?? * Molly blushes < 04Molly > I am suprised you can not recall how short I was with her that day < 08@Morgan > My mind was... elsewhere * Molly nods solemnly < 04Molly > Still, I was fortunately wrong < 08@Morgan > indeed * Molly goes quiet a little while, looking, taking in everything < 04Molly > It all seems so long ago... a different life * @Morgan chuckles slightly < 08@Morgan > that was the point < 04Molly > I'm not sure I understand < 08@Morgan > it was supposed to be a different life... for me at least * Molly giggles softly in the growing darkness < 04Molly > rather a success in the long term, I think < 08@Morgan > quite < 04Molly > But I more meant my life seems like a different life < 08@Morgan > ah, yes < 04Molly > All my old dreams < 08@Morgan > you regret the course you have taken? < 04Molly > no, liebling, I would never regret this < 08@Morgan > good * Molly 's voice catches, a slightly nervous pause < 04Molly > and you? * Joins: Morgan_3Di (~mads.stei@212.183.140.7) * Quits: @Morgan (~mads.stei@212.183.140.7 ) (Killed (NickServ (GHOST command used by Morgan_3Di)) ) * Morgan [~mads.stei@212.183.140.7] has left IRC * Morgan_3Di is now known as Morgan * Morgan [~mads.stei@212.183.140.7] is on IRC (00:00) * ChanServ sets mode: +o Morgan < 08@Morgan > there are things I wish were easier... but endure them or not, I would not change it * Molly watches him, very intently < 04Molly > I hope those things are not of my making < 08@Morgan > no blossom * Molly nods < 04Molly > I am glad. To be a burden or disapointment to you would break my heart < 08@Morgan > you need not worry * Molly smiles, the dusk starting now as the sky darkens < 04Molly > it is still a little hard to believe that my dearest friend and confident, my boss for a great deal of time, will some day own all of this... this boat, this house, this town... * @Morgan nods < 08@Morgan > I cant say its unusual to think... but then I have always been raised for that purpose < 04Molly > as was I to be the wife of a simple farmer, to barely scrape together, to patch and darn because I couldn't afford to buy things. A bushel of children, year upon year, each time chancing that birth taking my life. * @Morgan scratches his chin < 08@Morgan > my mother still darns < 04Molly > Aye, liebling, but not because she has to... not because your father would have no socks if she didnt, unless you all went another two weeks without buying meat * @Morgan nods < 08@Morgan > not a problem I expect you'll ever face < 04Molly > No, but what I was born for * Molly smiles softly, reaching out to him * @Morgan stows the oars and takes her hand < 04Molly > It does not make me sad. Though it would have been tough, I would have found happiness in it. * @Morgan nods * Molly 's voice softens in the growing darkness < 04Molly > all I ever asked of my life was a home, a husband and children. < 08@Morgan > if things go as hoped, thats what you'll get < 04Molly > It is so grand, so wonderful... * Molly squeezes his hand < 04Molly > I will always be grateful to you for giving me this opportunity < 08@Morgan > you needn't be... its going to be hard work * Molly smiles cheekily < 04Molly > Oh? I rather think some of the veisgrafin's responsibilities sound very easy < 08@Morgan > such as? * Molly blushes then, not expecting to be called out on her attempt at flirtation < 04Molly > The ones that she performs in her role as wife as well as veisgrafin < 08@Morgan > oh, I see... the looking beautiful, things like that * Molly bites her lower lip, slightly left of the centre, with a mock innocence < 04Molly > yes, tidying, folding clothes... making the bed * @Morgan coughs slightly < 08@Morgan > unmaking it * Molly breathes in quickly, a pause before exhaling. < 04Molly > mmm... yes, unmaking it... < 04Molly > That sounds like a rather easy chore < 08@Morgan > oh no... I expect it'll take a lot of energy * Molly shifts in her seat slightly, fidgetting. Her voice is lower than normal, quieter in the darkness < 04Molly > energy and enthusiasm I have in abundance... * @Morgan chuckles < 04Molly > it is skill that I lack... as you will recall from my unmaking of your bed in bridgewater... * @Morgan coughs, blushing in the darkness < 08@Morgan > quite * Molly traces a lazy circle with her forfinger on his palm gently < 04Molly > Had I the skill, you would remember it far more fondly < 08@Morgan > there will be time to learn that skill < 04Molly > I look forward to such a time greatly < 08@Morgan > as do I < 04Molly > I want-... *she sighs a little* I think perhaps we should head back < 08@Morgan > perhaps that would be best < 04Molly > It is getting dark anyway * @Morgan releases her hand and takes up the oars again * Molly 's tone becomes much lighter more neutral < 04Molly > I'm going to speak with Alarice tomorrow < 08@Morgan > oh? < 04Molly > There are aspects of Varick's care I wish to discuss with her, thimgs I need to know if I am to care for him as best I can < 08@Morgan > tread carefully blossom < 04Molly > I have no wish to hurt her liebes herz, treading carefully is something I do well, don't say things, dont ask questions, dont act, just be still, quiet, listen. * @Morgan nods * Molly 's tone has turned slightly strange here, but its hard to tell in what way * @Morgan frowns slilghtly < 04Molly > I need to know how to soothe him, how she wants him to be treated. I would not go against her wishes where possible < 08@Morgan > I dont know she'll have any, to be honest < 04Molly > Possibly not. However, I am honour-bound to ask * @Morgan nods, beginning to row < 04Molly > **they get out of the boat at the shore, and she holds her hand out to him*