* @Morgan sighs before going to answer the door
< 04Molly > *outside, Martha and David wait, looking anxious* D: What's happened?
< 08@Morgan > you'd best come in
* @Morgan stands out of the way
* Molly stands near the window, steeling herself for their reaction. They both come in, and see her at the same time. Their reactions however differ. Martha bursts into tears, and goes to Molly, immediately trying to comfort and fuss after her. David looks at Morgan, trying hard to maintain his cool, though the anger can be read in his eyes
< 04Molly > *Martha can be heard in the background* oh my poor girl, look what’s happened to your beautiful face! and your dress *martha sobs.  Molly remains stoically straight faced, allowing her mother’s attentions with reluctance. David looks at them a moment, a lump in his throat as he speaks to Morgan*
< 04Molly > D: Let us discuss this outside and allow Martha to help Molly fi-... *he gets distracted, frowning at the packed trunks.* -find another dress
* @Morgan nods, holding open the door
< 04Molly > *david goes out, leaving the women inside. Martha's crying can still be heard, though Molly is almost silent. In the hall, David looks at Morgan* Now, what the devil is all this about?!
< 08@Morgan > Molly went into the village and there was an altercation
< 04Molly > She went alone? *his eyebrows shoot up*#
< 08@Morgan > indeed
< 04Molly > *he runs his hand through his hair* Is she... did they...?
< 08@Morgan > there was no they. It was one person
< 04Molly > *he looks angry* What was she doing down there?
< 08@Morgan > I believe she was looking for frabrics
< 04Molly > *he nods, looking squarely at Morgan* and what will be done to the man who attacked her?
* @Morgan scratches his chin
< 08@Morgan > woman... my father's dealing with it
< 04Molly > *he looks shocked* A woman?! No woman could do that much damage!
* @Morgan raises an eyebrow
< 08@Morgan > wrong, David.
< 04Molly > You are sure?
< 08@Morgan > unless you're suggesting Molly is lying to me...
< 04Molly > No, she isn't likely to lie
< 08@Morgan > then it was one woman
< 04Molly > *he leans against the wall with a heavy sigh* why? why would anyone want to hurt a girl as sweet and gentle as my Moll?
* @Morgan sighs heavily
< 08@Morgan > it was my first wife's mother...
< 04Molly > *he looks utterly stunned, his mouth opening and closing in a way that conjures unflattering images of fish to the mind* well, I never!
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > I should have expected it
< 04Molly > Why?
< 08@Morgan > They were displeased at the notion of my marrying again
< 04Molly > *he nods* that I can understand, however, this real is beyond the pale...
< 08@Morgan > quite
< 04Molly > *he shakes his head* what happens now?
< 08@Morgan > we wait to see what my father will do
< 04Molly > *he looks at Morgan directly* And your intention to marry my daughter?
< 08@Morgan > what about it?
< 04Molly > *his tone s serious* I would hope it is not diminished by your previous mother in laws actions
< 08@Morgan > don’t be ridiculous
< 04Molly > *he nods* good
< 04Molly > And Molly's resolve?
* @Morgan looks unhappy
< 08@Morgan > that I am unsure of
< 04Molly > *david sighs* I noticed the trunks
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > I assume she has given thought to leaving?
< 08@Morgan > evidently
< 04Molly > I can understand such, especially if the situation can not be resolved. Tell me, is this the only threat she will face here?
< 08@Morgan > probably not, no
< 04Molly > *he sighs* I think this is something that may have a large effect on what happens about this wedding
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > as do I
< 04Molly > In all good conscience, I am not confident that I would wish Molly to be exposed to such risks
< 08@Morgan > That I can understand... I dont know its that simple, however
< 04Molly > how so?
< 08@Morgan > I think we're both aware that Molly will do what she wishes to, regardless of what we think
< 04Molly > I think this may be too serious for a woman to decide...
< 08@Morgan > I'll let _you_ bring that one up... besides, my father is adamant she must stay
< 04Molly > *he looks puzzled* for what reason?
< 08@Morgan > I was a little too preoccupied to ask...
< 04Molly > *he nods* and he will command this?
< 08@Morgan > I've made it as clear as I can that that will not hold water.
< 04Molly > I think perhaps once we are made aware of your father’s response to the crime committed here, my family and I must discuss the options of how to proceed
* @Morgan sighs heavily
< 08@Morgan > as you wish
< 04Molly > When will we know his decision?
< 08@Morgan > he asked me to keep Molly in the house until he calls for her, so i suspect soon
< 04Molly > *he nods. the door opens quietly, and Martha comes out, still weeping, shaking her head. She shuts the door quietly behind her. She looks at Morgan briefly before looking at her husband, taking his hands. She then talks to them both* That poor, poor girl
< 04Molly > D: *he nods* Aye, Mama...
< 04Molly > M: *she looks to Morgan.* Please be gentle with her, not all her injuries are immediately visible
< 04Molly > *David winces, though they both watch Morgan*
* @Morgan lowers his head
< 04Molly > Martha: *she looks to Morgan* she has asked us to go to the chapel and tell the minister that you will not be going
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > best idea, I think
< 04Molly > M: Do you-... shall I make an arrangement for you to go another day?
< 08@Morgan > I think, to be frank, that depends on Molly and yourselves
< 04Molly > D: *he looks to Martha* for the minute, say that an appointment will be arranged at a later date
< 04Molly > M : *she nods* Morgan, Molly asked for you to stay with her until she is summoned to your father
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > of course
< 04Molly > D: *he offers Martha his arm* please be sure to summon us if Molly asks, or once the decision has been made
< 08@Morgan > I will
< 04Molly > *they go down the hall*

< 04Molly > *martha and david go down to the chapel, leaving Morgan in the corridor*
* @Morgan frowns and knocks on the door
< 04Molly > Come in, liebling
* @Morgan enters the room
* Molly is sat by a low burning fire, her torn dress replaced by a new one. Hr hair has also been redone, and the redness from crying faded. These changes only heighten the severity of the bruising of her cheek and eye. She sits with her feet up on a stool, bare with painted toenails. She smiles at him
< 04Molly > would you sit?
* @Morgan nods, sitting down
< 04Molly > Mama wanted to send me to bed...
< 08@Morgan > that doesn't surprise me
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > She changed her mind when I said I'd want you to sit with me
* @Morgan smiles
* Molly looks at hm earnestly
< 04Molly > I hope it does not put you to any trouble
< 08@Morgan > sitting with you?
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > yes
< 08@Morgan > of course not
* Molly nods a little, and frowns
< 04Molly > Mama is very upset
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > understandable
< 04Molly > How is Papa?
< 08@Morgan > angry
< 08@Morgan > there is talk of not allowing the marriage
* Molly sighs
< 04Molly > I am sorry, yet unsurprised, to hear that
* Molly speaks softly
< 04Molly > This is all becoming very complicated
< 08@Morgan > aye
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > I should have just been your mistress...
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > it would have been easier, no doubt...
* Molly bites the left side of her lower lip
< 04Molly > perhaps...
< 04Molly > (( perhaps...?))
* @Morgan looks at her
* Molly looks back at him, neutrally
< 08@Morgan > perhaps what?
* Molly looks away
< 04Molly > I would still be just as willing to be your mistress as I first was
< 08@Morgan > thats as maybe, but if you recall, I've already proposed...
< 04Molly > but... You must think of what's best for the family, for Sudlachenburg
< 08@Morgan > I know
< 04Molly > I cannot but wonder that she is right, that I will be hated, and it will upset the villagers
< 08@Morgan > I dont think so.
< 04Molly > And if you're wrong, and there is rebellion here?
< 08@Morgan > perhaps it is a possibility that must be raised with the graf
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I did not forsee this, liebling... I wondered that people would find me lacking, but not that I would be... *she shrugs* well, this *points to her bruising*
< 08@Morgan > I think this is an isolated sentiment...
* Molly looks thoughtful
< 04Molly > There will be others who also see our union as me intruding, other family...
< 08@Morgan > perhaps
< 04Molly > Tobias bears relation, does he not?
< 08@Morgan > he does
* Molly smiles a little
< 04Molly > Though he seemed to like me, upon our short acquaintance
* @Morgan scratches his nose
< 08@Morgan > aye... I suspect he'd be more annoyed that I'd claimed you for my own...
* Molly looks suprised
< 04Molly > you think he thought to court me?
< 08@Morgan > I think so
* Molly blushes
< 04Molly > oh, I see
* Molly 's voice becomes slightly harder
< 04Molly > when will my father decide my future?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > after mine has made his decision on what to do with Sascha
< 04Molly > and I would suppose that will not occur until he has seen me?
< 08@Morgan > I would imagine so
* Molly nods, and looks for her shoes
< 04Molly > Why does everyone have to have a say in this, I wonder?
< 08@Morgan > because... we have responsiibility
* Molly spots her shoes and tries to stand. As she rises, she tries to hide from her expresson the pain that flashes through her bruised body (but if he's watchng close, he'll see it)
< 04Molly > That doesnt not account for my father
* @Morgan winces slightly
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > he thinks otherwise
* Molly walks slowly to the bed to pick them up, biting her lip. She bends down with a quiet exclamation of pain.
< 04Molly > This is our issue to resolve, not theirs
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I know
* Molly brings the shoes over, keeping her eyes averted. She sits back down with a sharp intake of breath
< 04Molly > And you do not wish to have me as a mistress?
< 08@Morgan > no
* Molly nods. Bending down, she slips the first shoe on, and pain briefly colours her features, her left hand going protectively to her ribs
< 08@Morgan > blossom, let me do that
* Molly blushes, looking up at him
< 04Molly > It isn't so bad, liebling, I'll be fine...
* @Morgan frowns
* Molly looks down at her cradling hand
< 04Molly > I don't think any are broken... I think the pain would be worse
< 08@Morgan > probably, but thats not the point
< 04Molly > Mama wants me to have a doctor
< 08@Morgan > I still think she's right
* Molly leans forward again, tying the ribbons. She closes her eyes, though even from her quickened breathing, he can see the pain.
* @Morgan watches her
* Molly completes it then leans back in the chair from the exertion, chest rising and falling deeply. She meets his eyes, studying him
< 04Molly > You... *she sighs* You're probably right...
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > Liebling?
< 08@Morgan > yes?
* Molly looks embarased
< 04Molly > could you help me with the other shoe? I dont think I can do it again
< 08@Morgan > of course
* @Morgan helps her on i the shoe
* Molly bites her lip, looking at her shoe as he helps
< 04Molly > Thank you, I do not think your father would appreciate me going to him barefoot
< 08@Morgan > probably not, no
* Molly giggles
< 04Molly > he'd probably be as shocked as when I told him the compromise for us remaining here for the honeymoon
* @Morgan laughs
< 08@Morgan > maybe not quite _that_ shocked
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > It seems like so much longer ago than yesterday...
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > aye... things seemed easier yesterday
< 04Molly > And twas only recently we said how well things were going, how much simpler than we'd thought!
< 08@Morgan > its interesting that the trouble has not come from where t'was expected
* Molly smiles softly, and leans forward slightly, offering him her hand
< 04Molly > aye, my father has been very good... til now.
< 08@Morgan > dont be too hard on him.... he's doing what he thinks is best for you
< 04Molly > And you, liebes herz?
* @Morgan takes her hand
< 08@Morgan > I'm torn between whats best for you and what I want
< 04Molly > what is it you think best for me?
< 08@Morgan > I'm not sure... that depends how it all pans out today
* Molly nods, squeezing his hand
< 04Molly > I would have you know, no matter what choices are made, I will always love you
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > and I you
* Molly shuffles forward, eyes filled with tears, and reaches up, putting her hand on his cheek. She opens her mouth to speak
< 04Molly > I could nev- *there is a knock on the door*
* @Morgan looks at the door
< 08@Morgan > kommen sie
* Molly goes to move away (I'll give him chance to stop her) and the door slowly opens
< 04Molly > *Adalbrecht shuts the door behind him. Molly looks completely shocked, and stands to curtsey* My Lord...
< 04Molly > Ad: *he looks at them* Morgan, will you excuse us a minute?
* @Morgan glances at Molly
* Molly nods slightly at him
* @Morgan releases her hand, nodding to his father briefly before leaving the room
* Molly and adalbrecht's conversation is fairly quiet until the tears that she has heroically contained burst forth and she sobs loudly.
< 04Molly > *a few minutes later, Adallbrecht comes out. His skin is pale, his eyes g;ittering and hard. He shakes his head as he closes the door. he looks to Morgan*
* @Morgan stands stock still, looking intesely at his father
< 04Molly > When sascha is here, I expect you both in the State room.
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > as you wish
< 08@Morgan > Molly's father has doubts about the wedding.
< 04Molly > Does he now? Well, these things must be endured I suppose
< 08@Morgan > their decision on it will be greatly influenced by your decision.
< 04Molly > And if their decision is to forbid it?
< 08@Morgan > then I am unsure what will happen
* Molly is now known as Adalbrecht
* Adalbrecht shrugs
< 14Adalbrecht > It is her consent we need, not theirs
< 08@Morgan > you're being inconsistent
< 14Adalbrecht > in what regard?
< 08@Morgan > if it is only the jchilds consent that is needed, your objections to Dietlinde were, at best, moot.
< 14Adalbrecht > That was different
< 08@Morgan > no... no it wasn't.
< 08@Morgan > You're changing the rules to suit your needs
< 14Adalbrecht > _You_ had responsibilities to marry well, Lady Forrester benefits from this match
* @Morgan shakes his head briefly, before placing his back to the wall, looking away from his father
< 14Adalbrecht > Has she told you precisely what happened?
< 08@Morgan > no. Knowing that you would require that information, I did not feel hauling her over those particular coals more than once was particularly kindly
* Adalbrecht frowns a moment
< 14Adalbrecht > I'd recommend you do so, unless you wish to discover such things whilst Sascha is confronted
* @Morgan sighs
< 14Adalbrecht > Something I would know... when you came to tell me, did you come to your father, or your graf?
< 08@Morgan > Both. If it were solely the former, I'd have been much more vocal about it
< 08@Morgan > but as you keep reminding me never to forget who you are, coming to you solely as my father was near as dammit impossible
< 14Adalbrecht > I very much doubt you would have done so regardless
< 08@Morgan > oh?
< 14Adalbrecht > From speaking to Molly, the actions I would choose to take against Sascha as her father-in-law are very different to the action I must take as a Graf.
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I think thats the case with all of us.
< 14Adalbrecht > _That_ is why I asked. Your response as visgraf must be different also
* @Morgan turns his gaze to his father
< 08@Morgan > It already has been... noone was dragged to the house by their hair.
* Adalbrecht nods proudly
< 14Adalbrecht > I expected no less
< 08@Morgan > I suspect, however, had it not been Sascha, there would already have been blood shed
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > A man, yes, it would have been much different
< 14Adalbrecht > I anticipate Sascha to have arrived within the half hour
* @Morgan nods
< 14Adalbrecht > I will send for you both
< 08@Morgan > understood
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > Is there anything you wish to ask me?
< 08@Morgan > It'd be premature to ask of your decision.
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > It would be seen unfair to not listen to all evidence first
* @Morgan nods
* Adalbrecht tips his head,and goes off down the corridor
* @Morgan sighs and knocks on the door
* Adalbrecht is now known as Molly
< 04Molly > Come in
* @Morgan enters the room
* Molly sits where she was, drying her eyes on her navy hanky. she smiles at Morgan
< 04Molly > You are well?
< 08@Morgan > well enough. My father thinks I should have all the details
* Molly nods, beckoning him over
* @Morgan goes over
< 04Molly > I went to the village. As we have discussed, the time is not right for me to bear your children, but the herbs I take to prevent such are running low. I thought I would quickly locate someone in the village to help me
* @Morgan nods
* Molly holds both hands out to him once he's seated
* @Morgan takes them
< 04Molly > I was sent from the bakers across the village to a small set of cottages. I saw a woman, Sascha, putting out washing, and asked to be directed to the person I sought. It took but a moment for her to fly at me, full of rage
* Molly bites her lip
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > She.. she struck me first *she brings her hand up to the bruise* across the face, saying that I'd stolen you, that I was a whore, a cheap slut who had probably been with hundreds of men *tears begin to run down her cheeks*. She hit me a second time, saying how I would never be any better than a pale imitation, an unwanted second-best
* Molly takes a deep breath
< 04Molly > her third blow split my lip and knocked me from my feet, mouth filling with blood. She told me that once everyone hear knew what I was, an Avalon gold-digger come to sully the blood of the children of the Sudlache, they would all storm die Dauerhaftigkeit, and lay fire to the crops
* Molly squeezes his hand
* @Morgan nods slowly, obviously filing information away
< 04Molly > She kicked me repeatedly in the ribs, blaming me for their deaths, and then *her breath catches* then she started kicking my stomach, vowing to rid me of whatever child I had foisted upon you as your own.
* Molly looks to him
< 04Molly > somehow, Aurora had managed to slip the knot where I'd tied her to a tree, and stormed at Sascha, delivering her a rather aggressive bite to the arm, giving me time to get off the ground and mount up
* Molly shrugs
< 04Molly > everything else, you know
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > I should have sent one of the servants, but I do not think your father would permit such mthods
< 08@Morgan > probably not, no
< 04Molly > Is.. is it as bad as you expected?
< 08@Morgan > worse, actually
* Molly blushes
< 04Molly > sorry
< 08@Morgan > it is not your fault
< 04Molly > I should have considered this happening
* @Morgan shakes his head
< 08@Morgan > no, if anyone should have, I should
< 04Molly > I do not blame you liebling. Your father was very kind
< 08@Morgan > good
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > You're right though, he is determind to 'keep' me
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > oh yes
* Molly leans forward
< 04Molly > are you as determined?
* @Morgan nods
* Molly leans forwards further, though the pain flickers in her eyes, until she is just a few inches from him, and speaks softly, eyes not leaving his
< 04Molly > And I am determined to stay and be your wife, come what may
< 08@Morgan > I am pleased to hear that
< 04Molly > Gut.
* Molly moves slightly more, and kisses him very very gently
< 04Molly > Would you like to tell your father, or must he continue to beg?
* @Morgan looks surprised
* Molly laughs hard at his reaction, then cries out in pain
< 04Molly > Please liebling, I cannot laugh like that yet!
< 08@Morgan > sorry blossom... it surprised me
< 04Molly > That he would beg?
< 08@Morgan > aye
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > Just the power I have over eisen men!
< 08@Morgan > evidently
* Molly grins
< 04Molly > I would never make you beg...
< 08@Morgan > I should hope not, I'm no good at it
< 04Molly > I cannot imagine you have ever had much need to
* Molly squeezes his hands
< 04Molly > What happens now?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > we wait for my father to call us... though I wonder if perhaps I should look a little more... official
< 04Molly > call us?
< 08@Morgan > we are to be present when Sascha is here
* Molly looks shocked
< 04Molly > is that wise?
< 08@Morgan > that is his wish as Graf
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I think you look fine as you are
< 04Molly > however, do not feel you cannot change if you wish, I am quite well here
* @Morgan thinks about it
< 08@Morgan > no... no I dont think so
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > as you wish liebling
< 04Molly > *a few minutes later, there is a knock at the door, and a servant leads them down to the State room. Molly walks slightly behind Morgan, almost as if seeking his protection. Inside, there is a large desk, and some chairs in front of it. Adalbrecht sits behind the desk, Verity stands by his side. on the far right, two guards stand with Sascha in the middle. Adalbrecht directs Morgan and Molly to the chairs on the left.
* @Morgan bows slightly and goes to the chair, waiting for Molly to sit before seating himself
* Molly sits, keeping her eyes on the floor. He feels her trembling slightly. Adalbrecht begins to talk
< 04Molly > Ad: Sascha, you are here because of your earlier actions to Lady Forrester, who is a guest of the Graf of Sudlachenburg, which is unacceptable
< 04Molly > SA: *she tries to stand, but is held back by the guards* She's no Lady, she's a whore wh-
* @Morgan buches his fists on the arms of the chair
< 04Molly > AD: *he raises his voice in line with hers* You will not use such profanities here, you are already skating on the edge of my geniality. Do you have anything sensible to say in your defense?
< 04Molly > SA: Yes. _She_ isn't welcome here, no-one wants a foreigner to take my Dietlinde's place. Not as visgrafin, not as his wife!
* @Morgan flexes his fingers slightly, taking slow breaths
* Molly doesnt move or react at all. Verity finally turns her glance from Sascha to Molly, and her expression turns to pity at the younger woman's wounds. She looks to Morgan with concern
* @Morgan glances at his mother, before glancing over at Molly
< 04Molly > AD: What the villagers supposedly want is beside the point. Dietlinde was a wonderful young woman, a credit to her parents, and to Sudlachenburg, her passing was much mourned.
* Molly looks at her hands intently
< 04Molly > SA: No it wasn't, you never wanted her as visgrafin! And now the way is clear!
* @Morgan watches his father carefully
< 04Molly > AD: *he looks furious, and slams his fist on the desk, standing up* What I did or did not want is not a matter for debate. My son made his choice, and I would have honoured that. However, it makes no difference now. Lady Forrester is your Graf and Grafin's choice for the next Visgrafin, and would have been at the time.
< 04Molly > *there is a moment of silence, loud through the hall in its absoluteness*
* Molly tenses beside Morgan, and her own hands form very tight fists
< 04Molly > VE: *she looks to Morgan again*
* @Morgan sits, fingers curling round the chairs arms, knuckles white
< 04Molly > SA: I wouldn't do it! The whole village will be up in arms, and they'll stop this marriage, and Sudlachenburg will lie in tatters if you let it go ahead! They'll kidnap the ministers if they must!
* Molly looks horrified, as does Verity
* @Morgan clears his throat
< 04Molly > AD: *he looks at Morgan*
< 08@Morgan > The Veisgraf would be interested to know if there is anything but the heartfelt proclamations to back the statement up.
< 04Molly > SA: *she almost snarls at him* People here are loyal, though _you_ may have forgotten. They will stop the wedding.
* @Morgan uncurls his fingers, speaking quietly
< 08@Morgan > why?
< 04Molly > AD: *he looks at her hard* And do not worry about going to such lengths, Madam, nothing would stop me demanding for the good of Sudlachenburg, and the Koertig line, that this match is made a de Futuro bethrothal. They've already stated an intent to marry within a time frame, it takes but a few hours alone to make them wed before Theus, ministers or not!
< 04Molly > VE: *she looks at her husband, completely shocked, whilst Molly blushes hard*
* @Morgan glances at her father
< 08@Morgan > ((*his))
< 08@Morgan > please, my lord... I require an answer to my question
< 04Molly > SA: Why what?
< 08@Morgan > _why_ would the villagers go to such lengths to prevent it?
< 04Molly > SA: because they love her
* @Morgan looks confused
< 08@Morgan > So... they'd kidnap ministers and burn crops and storm this very house out of love for Dietlinde...
< 04Molly > Sa: Yes, as would you have, whilst you still cared!
< 08@Morgan > And what of Sudlachenburg?
< 04Molly > SA: what of it? what is any of it worth if she's forgotten?
* @Morgan scratches his beard, looking slightly into the distance
* Molly looks at Verity, and whatever it is Verity sees in her eyes s enough to make her come to stand beside Molly instead. Adalbrecht watches between Sascha and Morgan
< 08@Morgan > hard to forget a woman when an entire community is destroyed in her name, I suppose... still, there must be alternatives
< 04Molly > SA: set aside your plans of remarrying and live as you once swore you would, with only Dietlinde in your heart til your last breath
< 04Molly > AD: Utterly unacceptable, he is the first born
< 04Molly > SA: It is his fidelity, not his celibacy that matters. He has taken his love for my daughter, and given it to some cheap Avalon lightskirt!
< 08@Morgan > Sascha, whats my social status? My birthplace in society... tell me what it is
* Molly winces at this, Adalbrecht looks annoyed, and Verity strokes Molly's shoulder
< 04Molly > SA: You're nobility... by birth.
< 08@Morgan > nobility.... entitled to eat the best meats, drink the finest wines, be respected by those born lower in the social ladder, yes?
< 04Molly > SA: I suppose
< 08@Morgan > There is no suppose, there is yes or no...
< 04Molly > Sa: *she sighs* yes
< 08@Morgan > do you know what I did after they died?
< 04Molly > SA: *she looks at Molly* That's rather obvious
< 08@Morgan > no, I dont think it is... I dont think you have any idea at all... let me tell you.
< 04Molly > *AD starts to look furious*
* @Morgan stands up, adjusting his sword and axe in their various scabbards
< 08@Morgan > I went to Avalon... I cast aside my title, my birthright... and worked. In an effort to bring myself closer to how Dietlinde would have approved, I worked my fingers to the bone... I've served ale, I've gathered crops, fed animals, cleared their muck. I've been looked upon by those technically below me as nothing more than a convenient way of getting their wine...
< 04Molly > SA: *she watches impassively*
< 08@Morgan > because I wanted to live in a way she would have approved of
* @Morgan chews on the side of his thumb for a moment
< 08@Morgan > and then something occured to me... you know what it was?
< 04Molly > Sa: *she says sulkily* no
* @Morgan practically yells at her
< 08@Morgan > _This_ is what she approved of... me, my birth, my responsibilities...
* @Morgan quietens down
< 08@Morgan > now tell me this... and you damn well answer me truthfully... would she be proud of what you're trying to do?
< 04Molly > SA: I don't know. But I do know she would not have wanted you marrying again.
< 08@Morgan > She told you this? She came to you and said "mother, if I die, I dont want him marrying again, and I want you to destroy what was my home, where I was happy to prevent it"?
* Molly 's shoulders drop then, only noticed by Verity
< 04Molly > SA: No
< 08@Morgan > no... she didn't. Because she wouldn't.
< 04Molly > SA: but she wouldn't want this. She'd want you to love her completely and forever!


< 04Molly > ve: *she stands to the side, and slightly behind Morgan quietly*
* @Morgan watches her intently for a moment
< 04Molly > Sa: *she stares at him, angry but not intimidated*
< 08@Morgan > Sascha, you know neither I nor my father will back down from this, dont you?
< 04Molly > Sa: you should, if not for this village, for them.
* @Morgan walks towards her slowly
< 04Molly > **the faint noise of people moving is almost lost on him*
* @Morgan stops and looks around
< 04Molly > Sa: *she continues to watch him, unaffected. As he looks, he sees Molly near the door, and Adalbrecht in front of it, barring her way. He is talking to her low and quiet, but his expression is stern, her head bowed*
* @Morgan contintues walking, crouching in front of Sascha
< 04Molly > Sa: *her eyes follow him*
* @Morgan speaks quietly
< 08@Morgan > Sascha... you're punishing the wrong people.
< 04Molly > Sa: I rather think not. You shame her memory, and _that_ woman steals something that should never be stolen
* @Morgan sighs slightly
< 04Molly > *he senses movement fairl close behind him*
* @Morgan glances briefly
< 04Molly > *verity stands near her son, for solidarity. Past her, he can see Molly being ushered back to her seat, mostly compliantly*
< 08@Morgan > you're never going to accept what I say on this matter... you'll never believe that this has been a hard decision, or that Molly has done nothing wrong... will you?
< 04Molly > Sa: I love her still too much to accept this as anything other than a slight to her memory, a cheapening of the feelings you supposedly had.
* @Morgan shakes his head
< 08@Morgan > that is not so, Sascha. I've tortured myself over this, believe me
< 04Molly > Ve: *she touches Morgan's arm, though speaks to Sasha* When Morgan was born, like all mothers, I was thrilled, I could not believe this little person could bring out of much love in my heart...
< 04Molly > Sa: *she watches verity, and nods, tears slipping down her cheeks*
< 04Molly > Ve: and when, after years of loving that small boy so well, I discovered I was to have another child, I was scared *she squeezes Morgan's arm slightly*. I was scared that I would not love another child so well, or that loving another baby would take away the love I had for Morgan.... When Edward was born, I was suprised to discover that I had more room in my heart. I love Edward as well as I love Morgan, they both mean the world to me. Loving one does not diminish the love I have for the other. I could not choose between them, and never would. I love them differently, and for different things, but equally, and never to the detriment of my love for the other. *she looks to Morgan* do you understand?
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > Ve: *she looks to sasha* I would not exxpect you to understand, but think upon this... When Jana was born, did it lessen or increase the love you had for your wife?
< 04Molly > Sa: *she sits, staring blankly at Verity. Verity looks at Morgan questioningly*
< 08@Morgan > of course not
< 04Molly > Ve: *she looks at sasha* and you did not accuse him of such infidelties of the heart then... Love is not finite, not limited or quantifiable. *she looks to Morgan* perhaps Sasha would benefit from a little time alone to give thought to how she now wishes to behave, in light of the punishment the Graf must deliberate on *her words, soft as ever, are laced with a menacing edge*
< 08@Morgan > as you wish my Lady
* @Morgan stands slowly, turning away
* Molly keeps her eyes downcast, Adalbrecht hoverring over her
* @Morgan walks over to them, slowly
< 04Molly > Ad: let us adjorn to the study. *he leads them out of the stateroom, sending Grunhelm and another guard in to watch Sasha
< 04Molly > Ve: *she walks beside her husband, and he whispers something to her, which causes her to giggle*
* Molly stands, looking up briefly before following quietly
* @Morgan glances back at Sascha before following them out
< 04Molly > Sa: *she stays completely still, eyes glassy*
< 04Molly > Ad: *he lets them into the study, and immediately goes to the bureau, getting out a bottle of port* Ladies, you will allow us to drink and smoke in your presence?
< 04Molly > Ve: *she smiles* I think perhaps Molly and I might get some fresh air, if it pleases you? *she looks to adalbrecht, then Morgan*
* @Morgan nods slightly
< 04Molly > Ad:*he nods, dismissing them. Molly looks at Morgan over her shoulder, her expression neutral, almost as if trying to discover him own emotions*
* @Morgan watches her go
< 04Molly > *they shut the door behind them as Adalbrecht hands Morgan a glass of port, taking a cigarrette from an ornate tin
* @Morgan takes the glass, sniffing at the portr
< 04Molly > Damn fine woman, your mother...
< 04Molly > *he lights up*
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > whether it'll do the trick, I c0uld not say
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > nor I
< 04Molly > Unless there is a suitable apology, she'll have to be flogged.
* @Morgan frowns
< 04Molly > you dont approve, once more?
< 08@Morgan > I understand. I just wish it did not have to be so
* Molly is now known as Adalbrecht
< 14Adalbrecht > It is the punishment I would give to any of the villagers who attcked another so savagely. I will ignore that Molly is the future veisgrafin, and also that the nature of the injuries could have taken away the next heir, had it been the case.
< 08@Morgan > As I said, I do not question the punishment... I more wish it had not been made necessary
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > she is a good woman... but misguided
* @Morgan nods
< 14Adalbrecht > what thinks you of her threats?
< 08@Morgan > I dont entirely believe them, to be frank
< 14Adalbrecht > however, for the sake of prudence, I am arming the guards.
* @Morgan nods
* Adalbrecht sips the port
< 14Adalbrecht > and you are all to stay within the grounds until further notice.
< 08@Morgan > we need intelligence from the village
< 14Adalbrecht > which we will get, when I announce the engagement tomorrow
< 08@Morgan > we are to stay here while you go and announce it?
< 14Adalbrecht > that will dpend upon what happens before then
* @Morgan nods briefly
< 14Adalbrecht > You need to establish Molly's wishes and intent. I need to see whether Sasha will be willing to make an apology so that I might decide her punishment. Thn the Forresters must come to their senses.
* @Morgan nods
< 14Adalbrecht > I assume your wish is unchanged?
< 08@Morgan > of course
< 14Adalbrecht > I would expect nothing less
< 08@Morgan > oh?
< 14Adalbrecht > I would have been disapointed had your nerve and word been broken by Sasha's manipulation
* Adalbrecht draws on the cigarette
< 08@Morgan > I dotn know its manipulation as such... I think she's driven by grief
< 14Adalbrecht > Surely she can not have thought to succeed?
< 08@Morgan > you think she has given it rational thought?
< 14Adalbrecht > possibly...
< 08@Morgan > I disagree
< 14Adalbrecht > you think then there was no pre-planning, the attack was purely bad timing?
< 08@Morgan > I think so
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > I would hope so
< 08@Morgan > from what Molly said, she flew into a rage, rather than beginning in one
< 14Adalbrecht > I would like to establish whether she had intent to cause trouble, and Molly's excursion was fortunate timing for her
* @Morgan nods
< 14Adalbrecht > have you anything further to speak to sasha regarding?
< 08@Morgan > no
< 08@Morgan > I think its best if I dont
< 14Adalbrecht > is there anything you would have me ask?
< 08@Morgan > only what you feel necessary
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > Perhaps you ought to speak with Molly now, whilst I discover whether an apology will be forthcoming
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > as you wish
Session Time: Wed Dec 30 00:00:00 2009
* Adalbrecht stubs out the cigarette in the ashtray on the desk, and goes to the door
* @Morgan heads out
< 14Adalbrecht > I shall send for you once I discover more
< 08@Morgan > yes sir
* @Morgan heads off to find Molly
* Adalbrecht nods, and goes off towards the stateroom
* Adalbrecht is now known as Molly
* Molly and verity are in a little ornamental garden, sat on a bench, backs to the small set of steps that lead down from the house. The weather is sunny and pleasantly warm
* @Morgan wanders out, finger tracing the blades edge of his axe
< 04Molly > *neither woman talks, sat together quietly, both emerged in their thoughts
* @Morgan coughs quietl
* Molly and verity both turn round. Verity gets up, and goes to Morgan, taking his hand
< 04Molly > Will you excuse me, dear boy, I was about to go and ask for lemonade to be brought out...
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > of course mother
< 04Molly > *she goes up the steps, leaving them alone*
< 08@Morgan > this trip has been most unkind to you blossom
* Molly turns to face him, not quite meeting his eyes as she looks up
< 04Molly > It has not been as pleasant as I'd hoped
< 08@Morgan > no...
< 04Molly > My being here has hardly been a good thing for your own happiness either
* @Morgan shrugs briefly
< 08@Morgan > I need to know what you plan to do blossom
* Molly looks at the carved wood at the back of the bench
< 04Molly > Every time I think I know, things change
< 08@Morgan > some things dont
< 04Molly > such as?
< 08@Morgan > my feelings for you... my intentions
* Molly blushes a little
< 04Molly > my feelings for you... they change, but by increasing, every day
* @Morgan blushes slightly
< 08@Morgan > and your intentions to stay?
* Molly looks up at him
< 04Molly > I-... I dont know... what about what will happen to Sudlachenburg, to your family, if I stay?
< 08@Morgan > that remains to be seen... my father is trying to find out if an apology will be forthcoming... I need to know if, should that be the case, would it be accepted?
< 04Molly > By me?
< 08@Morgan > indeed
< 04Molly > Of course... I do not blame her, she is angry, and destroyed by her loss... But I fear being the cause of such problems, and waiting to discover how much trouble will occur before we are wed
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I am yet to be convinced of this trouble that Sascha mentions...
* Molly sighs
< 04Molly > but if it comes, liebling, will you hold it against me? *her eyes fill with pain*
< 08@Morgan > of course not
< 04Molly > I could not bear that... Surely though, once we are wed, there could be no point to such a rebellion?
< 08@Morgan > quite
* Molly speaks quietly
< 04Molly > perhaps your father had the right idea
< 08@Morgan > oh?
< 04Molly > making it-... binding.
< 08@Morgan > perhaps... though I dont know that I like being forced into it in quite such a way
* Molly looks thoughtful, going quiet, pinching her lower lip
< 04Molly > no... no, I dont think we should
* @Morgan shakes his head
< 08@Morgan > when it happens... I want it to be desire, not coersion
* Molly looks at him
< 04Molly > I am certain we can find the first option with little trouble
< 08@Morgan > undoubtedly...
* Molly holds her hand out to him
< 04Molly > perhaps once we return from honeymoon, people will be less interested
* @Morgan takes her hand
< 08@Morgan > perhaps
< 04Molly > I do not like the thought of being hated
< 08@Morgan > no. I'm sure that wont be the case
* Molly squeezes his hand
< 04Molly > I am sorry, liebling
< 08@Morgan > dont be... its not your fault
< 04Molly > no, but my being here has forced you to relive things you should not have had to
< 08@Morgan > I'd have had to eventually
* Molly nods sadly
< 04Molly > yes, but not necessarily so soon, or so painfully
* @Morgan shrugs
* Molly studies him
< 04Molly > I _should_ go... but I don't think I could
< 08@Morgan > I dotn think you should
< 04Molly > no?
< 08@Morgan > no
< 04Molly > I don't think I could give you up without a fight...
< 08@Morgan > I wouldn't wish you to try
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > Then I shan't...
< 08@Morgan > good
< 04Molly > Has your father decided what to do?
< 08@Morgan > he's decided on a punishment, yes
* Molly bites her lip
< 04Molly > I do not want her to suffer any more than she has to... the pain of seeing us would be more than enough
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > the ball is in her court
< 04Molly > can I ask what he has decided?
* @Morgan sighs
< 08@Morgan > flogging
* Molly looks horrified
< 04Molly > Oh  no! he can't do that, can he?!
< 08@Morgan > he can
< 08@Morgan > its actually a fair bit more lenient than he's entitled to do
* Molly bites her lip, shaking her head
< 04Molly > Is there anything that you can do?
< 08@Morgan > as I've said, its more lenient than he could do... its entirely her choice now
* Molly looks to him, eyes serious
< 04Molly > what would you do?
< 08@Morgan > I'm not sure
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > Do you wish we had never come?
< 08@Morgan > to a degree
* Molly squeezes his hand
< 04Molly > Some things have been good
< 08@Morgan > oh yes
< 04Molly > The house is beautiful, your parents are very kind to me, the village looked lovely, from the little I saw
* @Morgan nods
* Molly kisses his hand
< 04Molly > and though it is difficult, I am still honoured to be here
< 04Molly > *from the direction of the house, a strange whooping noise can be heard, followed by running footsteps*
* @Morgan looks at the house
< 04Molly > *Varick comes bounding down the steps, and bounces up to Morgan
< 04Molly > Good afternoon!
< 08@Morgan > good afternoon young man
< 04Molly > *Varick looks to Molly, and sees the bruising and swelling, staring with an open mouth. Seeing this, she looks pained, and blushes*
< 04Molly > *he runs round the bench, and jumps up beside Molly, all thoughts of proper protocol and behaviour gone, and wraps his arms around Molly's neck carefully. She looks over his shoulder at Morgan*
< 04Molly > It's alright Varick, I'm ok
< 04Molly > *he pulls away, and kneels on the bench, looking at Morgan. His voice is a little gruff, child's anger there* Va: what happened to her?!
< 08@Morgan > there was an altercation in the village
< 04Molly > Va: an alter what?
< 08@Morgan > an argument, Varick, a fight
< 04Molly > *he looks back at her, hands balling to fists* what are we going to do about it?
< 08@Morgan > we are going to leave it with the Graf.
< 04Molly > Va: do we have to?
< 08@Morgan > No... we could run around like lawless bandits and turn this place into a warzone
< 04Molly > Va: Yeah! *he looks at Morgan, realising he's being sarcastic* That was a joke
< 08@Morgan > not exactly.
< 04Molly > Va: no. get in trouble. Have to go to the study.
< 08@Morgan > exactly
< 04Molly > *he looks at Molly solemnly, shaking his head. Then he looks to Morgan* shouldnt hit women
< 08@Morgan > quite.
* Molly watches them both
< 04Molly > Va: they cant fight well like us
* Molly raises an eyebrow at Morgan, and smiles
< 08@Morgan > perhaps
< 04Molly > Actually Varick, some women can fight rather well.... I can wield a sword competantly *the word comes out almost as a question directed at Morgan*
< 08@Morgan > indeed, Lady Forrester is actually quite good with a sword
< 04Molly > Va: Can she beat you?
* Molly laughs, looking at Morgan
< 08@Morgan > who knows
< 04Molly > Perhaps, liebling, we might challenge that idea... but in a few days,when I am healed
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > Va: Mother can't fight, nor auntie Verity
* Molly smiles
< 08@Morgan > no?
< 04Molly > Va: must just be Lady Forrester
* Molly laughs
< 04Molly > I know of several ladies, both high born and common who can wield swords and pistols with accuracy
< 04Molly > Va:*he looks shocked*
* Molly grins
< 04Molly > I even know one who uses a mace!
< 04Molly > Va: *he looks to Morgan* is that true?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > quite true
< 04Molly > Va: is she Eisen?
< 08@Morgan > no... Innish
< 04Molly > Va: what's Innish?
< 08@Morgan > someone from Innismore#
< 04Molly > Va: is that in Avalon?
< 08@Morgan > near
< 04Molly > Va: will we go there on the ship?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > perhaps
< 04Molly > Va: and will we meet the Mace woman?
* Molly smiles at Morgan
< 08@Morgan > maybe
< 04Molly > Va: *he gets off the bench, and jumps up and down, excited*
* Molly looks at Morgan
< 04Molly > I rather miss Evie...
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > *More footsteps come down the steps*
< 04Molly > I even miss Curtis...
* @Morgan looks towards the house
< 04Molly > *Heinrich, Morgan's valet from his years in the house, waits patiently*
< 08@Morgan > yes?
< 04Molly > My Lord, the Graf requests your presence
< 08@Morgan > just mine?
< 04Molly > No, my Lord, yourself and Lady Forrester
* @Morgan nods
* Molly stands up, and Varick immediately comes to her side protectively
< 04Molly > *Heinrich leads them back in to the house.*
< 04Molly > Now Varick, if you go up to he nursery and find a book, I shall come and read to you in a little while
< 04Molly > Va: *he nods, and disapears off*
< 04Molly > *Heinrich takes them back to the study, and leaves them at the door*
* @Morgan knocks
< 04Molly > AD: come in
* @Morgan opens the door for Molly
* Molly smiles at him as she goes in
< 04Molly > ad: *he waits behind the desk, and looks to Morgan* Well?
< 08@Morgan > her intention is to stay
< 04Molly > Ad: *he smiles at Molly* Very glad to hear that, Molly. *he looks to Morgan* Sasha will apologise to you both
* @Morgan nods, looking at Molly
* Molly looks at Adalbrecht
< 04Molly > Thank you
< 04Molly > Ad: *he smiles* you may go in now, then I will inform her of what is to happen
* @Morgan nods and opens the door
* Molly curtsies to Adalbrecht before leaving
* Molly breathes a sigh of relief once they're in the corridor
< 04Molly > Hopeully he will ease her punishement
< 08@Morgan > that'll depend on the apology... his words earlier suggested that flogging may be avoided
< 04Molly > I really hope so
< 08@Morgan > for all his appearances, he's not such a harsh man
< 04Molly > I wonder that he has mellowed since you were a child?
< 08@Morgan > maybe a little
* Molly leads the way to the stateroom
< 04Molly > I expected someone a little more.... *sh shrugs* Kai-like
< 08@Morgan > I'm not sure that Kai is really Kai like
< 04Molly > no?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > an unimportant theory
* Molly smiles as they get to the door.
< 04Molly > as you wish
* @Morgan opens the door
< 04Molly > Morgan, wait...
* @Morgan closes it
* Molly looks at him earnestly.
< 04Molly > no matter what she says, I want you to know that I love you, and that is the only thing that matters to me
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I know, and I love you too
* Molly grins
< 04Molly > we can go in now
* @Morgan nods and opens the door
< 04Molly > *sasha is sat in a chair, with Grunhelm standing over her on guard. She watches them enter, waiting*
* Molly tries to hide her smile
< 04Molly > *Sasha looks at Morgan, some of the fight having gone out of her*
* @Morgan looks at Sasha with compassion clear on his face
< 04Molly > Sa: My Lord, my Lady...
* Molly curtsies politely
* @Morgan bows his head slowly
< 04Molly > Sa: I wish to apologise for my actions, it was wrong and inappropriate for me to attack Lady Forrester and call her what I did
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > Apology accepted
< 04Molly > Sa: *she looks to Morgan* What the Grafin said made a great deal of sense. I was too hasty to think you had exchanged one wife for another
* @Morgan goes over to her, looking at her intently
< 04Molly > Sa: *she watchs him*
< 08@Morgan > do you really understand how it is now?
< 04Molly > Sa: I understand that I did not love Dietlinde less when Jana was born, and that I had the potential to love another along side her
< 08@Morgan > and do you understand that from my point of view, for this situation?
< 04Molly > Sa: That you can love them both, without one taking from the other, yes.
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > good.
< 04Molly > Sa: It will still be hard for some of us to see, but this is how it must be, I accept that
< 08@Morgan > I understand it will be hard. I'll do what I can to lessen that pain
< 04Molly > Sa: *she nods* I appreciate that. And I don't think Dietlinde would be angry, she would find a way to make space in her life to accept Lady Forrester also, she was always such a nice girl *she begins to cry*
* @Morgan reaches out a hand to comfort her
* Molly takes a step back, and goes to look out of the window, desperate to not draw attention to her own reaction
< 04Molly > Sa: *she takes it*
* @Morgan squeezes her hand
< 08@Morgan > I'm sorry I could not explain it to avoid all this, Sasha
< 04Molly > Sa: I doubt I could have listened
< 08@Morgan > possibly not, no. We'll never know now.
< 04Molly > Sa: Might-...might I be allowed to visit their graves?
< 08@Morgan > of course, I told you I would arrange for that
< 04Molly > Sa: *she nods, and the door opens. Adalbrecht comes in, and goes to Morgan* Is all well?
* @Morgan squeezes Sasha's hand once more
< 08@Morgan > yes, my Lord
< 04Molly > Ad: In that case, Sasha, you are free to go. Be aware this leniancy will not be repeated, and if there is even the slightest hint of trouble from you, or anone connected to you, you will be packed up and banished from Sudlachenburg. Do you understand?
< 04Molly > Sa: *she looks up* Yes, my Lord
< 04Molly > Ad: *he looks to the guard* Grunhelm, take Sasha home please
< 08@Morgan > my lord, I have a request on Sasha's behalf
< 04Molly > Ad: yes?
* Molly watches them all from by the window
< 08@Morgan > She and her husband would like permission to visit the graves
< 04Molly > Ad: I'll consent, but they will be escorted whilst on the grounds by a member of the staff.
* @Morgan nods before looking to Sasha
< 04Molly > Sa: *she smiles gratefully* Thank you, my Lords
* @Morgan leans in closer, speaking quietly
< 08@Morgan > did Otto see a doctor?
< 04Molly > Sa: *she sighs* yes... he said that it is an illness of the lungs, and that it will get worse as the weather gets colder
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > keep him inside and warm
< 04Molly > Sa: I shall try, but he needs towork
< 08@Morgan > do what you can
< 04Molly > Sa: *she nods*
* @Morgan releases her hand and stands back
* Molly moves back over towards the others. Sascha stands, and curtsies to the three of them before being led out.
< 04Molly > Ad: *he smiles wryly at Morgan* I appear to have become soft since you returned
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > I think not... just more obviously fair
* Molly speaks quietly
< 04Molly > I thought that was a wonderful solution
< 04Molly > Ad: *he nods* I must get back to my paperwork. *he goes to the door*
* Molly looks to Morgan once he's gone
< 04Molly > Goodness, this has been a long day
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > I feel a little overwhelmed
< 08@Morgan > thats understandable
* Molly moves to his side
< 04Molly > And you, liebling, how are you?
< 08@Morgan > better
< 04Molly > better?
< 08@Morgan > than I was a few hours ago
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > Hopefully the other villagers will understand, and this will be the end to our troubles
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I should think so
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > and then we need only worry about finding you a best man, and waiting upon replies for our invitations... oh, and how my parents will react
< 08@Morgan > thats something that needs sorting out quite soon
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > Though I am marrying you regardless
< 08@Morgan > I suspect your father will go into apoplexy if he realises that
* Molly shrugs, taking his hands
< 04Molly > If that is his choice..
< 04Molly > I have made my choice, and I am not going to back down
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > good
< 04Molly > The thing your mother said, about you and Edward....?
< 08@Morgan > yes?
< 04Molly > It confirms to me that she could never be told
< 08@Morgan > quite
< 04Molly > I was suprised that it got through to Sasha though
< 08@Morgan > aye
< 04Molly > I can not say I have ever thought of things in that way
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > nor I
* Molly goes quiet
< 08@Morgan > at least, not in quite that way
* Molly looks at him with a smile
< 04Molly > Your mother is very skilled
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > She alters the behaviour of all those around her, yet it is so gentle, without malice, that you never feel manipulated
* Molly squeezes his hands
* @Morgan smiles slightly
* Molly bites her lower lip
< 04Molly > I ought to go to Varick... If I stay here any longer, I will want to kiss you *she smiles*
* @Morgan smiles
< 08@Morgan > probably best
* Molly raises an eyebrow
< 04Molly > you think so?
* @Morgan nods
* Molly lets go of his hands, and goes to the door

* Molly goes to see to Varick, leaving Morgan to his own devices ((anything/ anyone ya wanna see?))
* @Morgan goes looking for his valet
* Molly is now known as Heinrich
* Heinrich is stood in the kitchens flirting with one of the maids
* @Morgan coughs quietly
* Heinrich spins round. He bows as the blushing maid curtsies, and busies herself kneading the bread
< 14Heinrich > My Lord...
* @Morgan smiles faintly
< 08@Morgan > Heinrich, do you know if Heinz-Harold is still in the village?
< 14Heinrich > Yes, my Lord, he's out on the west road still, farming to look after his mother and sisters
* @Morgan nods, before looking at the bread being kneaded
< 08@Morgan > I'll want to see him soon...
< 14Heinrich > *the serving maid smiles at him politely*
* Heinrich nods
< 14Heinrich > would you have me send a note?
< 08@Morgan > no... no I think that would make him nervous
* @Morgan looks back at the valet
< 08@Morgan > he's absolutely fine and boistrous right up until someone says the word Lord, then he starts falling over his own tongue
< 14Heinrich > Yes, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > I dont suppose you'ev got a jug of water in here anywhere?
* Heinrich goes to the larder and gets one, bringing it to Morgan
< 14Heinrich > anything else, my Lord?
* @Morgan finds a cup and pours some water
< 08@Morgan > Heinrich, what room are we in?
< 14Heinrich > the kitchens, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > now, I've known a few kitchens and I've never known a lord to be found in one...
< 14Heinrich > Yes, my Lord. Where would you wish to go?
* @Morgan sighs, shaking his head
< 08@Morgan > hint taken, Heinrich
* Heinrich looks puzzled
< 14Heinrich > You have a task for me,my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > no, Heinrich... just insinuating that we could dispense with the formality for the time being
* Heinrich looks unsure
< 14Heinrich > If that is your request...
< 08@Morgan > as I've said, Heinrich, you dont find lords in kitchens
< 14Heinrich > Yes my-... yes.
< 08@Morgan > if it troubles you so much, I'll take my leave
< 14Heinrich > No, of course not.
* @Morgan sips his water
< 08@Morgan > how was it here while I was gone?
* Heinrich smiles
< 14Heinrich > which time?
< 08@Morgan > the first time... dont tell me I gave you so little work that you didn't notice my absence?
* @Morgan smiles briefly
< 14Heinrich > Oh no, I noticed only having one face to shave!
* Heinrich grins
* @Morgan laughs
< 14Heinrich > It has been quiet since you left...I am just a general dogs body without you
< 08@Morgan > you know I am to leave again?
< 14Heinrich > *the maid takes the dough out, rolling it flat*
< 14Heinrich > I didn't... oh, back to the fields for me then!
* Heinrich grins
< 08@Morgan > it'd probably be less tedious, I'll grant
< 14Heinrich > Oh I don't know, I can always find something to do
< 14Heinrich > *the girl blushes*
< 08@Morgan > evidently
* @Morgan looks at the girl
* Heinrich laughs
< 08@Morgan > if he's haraassing you, dear, I'll have him banished to the worst possible place
< 14Heinrich > *she looks up, suprised* No sir, he is not harrassing me... I quite like his company *she blushes more*
* @Morgan looks back to Heinrich
< 08@Morgan > avoided exile in Montaigne yet again,then
< 14Heinrich > I could never understand a word they say, and I'm not vain enough to fit in!
< 08@Morgan > it takes some getting used to, I'll confess
* Heinrich smiles at the girl
< 14Heinrich > I guess you're stuck with me then, Inga
< 14Heinrich > *she smiles briefly before getting a large tray for the stove*
< 08@Morgan > oh the hardships...
< 14Heinrich > I hear you're to wed again...
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > indeed I am
< 14Heinrich > Well that's good news then
< 08@Morgan > you think? Some disagree
< 14Heinrich > No, it's good that you'll have someone, being single isn't all it's made out to be
* @Morgan nods, sipping his water
* Heinrich looks quickly at Inga before looking back
< 14Heinrich > And there's the future to think of of course
< 08@Morgan > indeed. My fathers imposed some conditions... I have to return within three years
< 14Heinrich > Probably wants the heirs raised here... understandable
* @Morgan nods
* @Morgan finishes the water
< 08@Morgan > well... I suppose I should wander around looking lordly
< 14Heinrich > The pheasants are quite lively today I'm told...
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > might be an idea
< 14Heinrich > I've not been out hunting since you were here last
< 08@Morgan > you wish to join me?
< 14Heinrich > If you would like the company, yes
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > would you see to organising it? I'll go see Lady Forrester
* Heinrich smiles
< 14Heinrich > Yes, of course.
< 08@Morgan > thank you... send for me when you're ready?
< 14Heinrich > I will
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > goodbye, Inga... *he looks to Heinrich* I'll see you later
* Heinrich bows
< 14Heinrich > *she smiles* good bye my Lord
* @Morgan smiles before heading out
* Heinrich is now known as Molly
* Molly is up in the nursery with Varick
* @Morgan goes to the nursery, knocking quietly
< 04Molly > come in
* @Morgan enters
* Molly is sat in a gliding chair, book in her lap. Varick is sat at her feet, sandy blonde head leant against her left knee. She smiles at Morgan. The bruising has gotten worse, darkening as time passes.
< 04Molly > Good afternoon, Morgan
< 08@Morgan > good afternoon my lady
< 04Molly > Varick *he jumps up, and goes to Morgan with a smile* hello, we're having a story. about some bears. and a girl.
< 08@Morgan > really?
< 04Molly > V: yes, and she breaks in to their house and steals things!
* Molly laughs, looking at Morgan
* @Morgan looks shocked
< 08@Morgan > steals things?
< 04Molly > V: eats all their food
< 08@Morgan > shocking
< 04Molly > *he nods* that's badd, isnt it
< 08@Morgan > terrible
< 04Molly > *he comes back to sit by Molly* Then what happens?
* Molly looks at the book, and squints. Then she leans forward, frowning. Finally, she looks at Varick
< 04Molly > and.. ummm... then she goes to the bedroom, and lies on the first bed...
* @Morgan looks at her intently
* Molly looks to Morgan a moment, before she rubs her temple
< 04Molly > but the bed is too hard... with a sigh, she gets up, and tries the second bed, but it's too... h-.. no, too soft, that's it...
< 04Molly > V *he looks confused, taking the book from her lap*
< 08@Morgan > Varick... I want you to go and fetch Heinrich, and tell him to get a doctor
< 04Molly > V *he gets up, and nods* where will he be?
* Molly looks to Morgan
< 08@Morgan > I expect he'll be in the kitchen
< 04Molly > Do not worry, I am probably just over-tired
< 04Molly > V: *he runs out of the room*
* @Morgan crouches in front of her, peering into her eyes
* Molly 's eyes are clear, healthy looking, though she does look a little tired. She frowns slightly as she tries to focus on him
< 08@Morgan > you have a headache?
* Molly nods
< 08@Morgan > dizzyness?
< 04Molly > yes, it came on quite suddenly, but it's only mild
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > to your bed, I think
* Molly looks at him a moment, trying to gauge his expression
< 04Molly > aye, I suppose so
< 08@Morgan > I suspect you've got a touch of concussion
* Molly bites her lip
< 04Molly > I think perhaps I ought to then
< 08@Morgan > indeed
* Molly stands up slowly
< 04Molly > I think a doctor may be wise
* @Morgan helps her, supporting her as much as possible
* Molly smiles gratefully
< 04Molly > Thank you, liebling
< 08@Morgan > I think perhaps I'll cancel my plans for the afternoon
* Molly lets him lead her back to the room. She's perfectly stable, but it doesnt make her leave the shelter of his supportive arm
< 04Molly > No, please don't on my account
< 08@Morgan > if you're unwell, I should be here
* Molly shakes her head, then winces
< 04Molly > You do not need to
< 08@Morgan > we'll see what the doctor says
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > I think perhaps I hit it as I fell, there seems to be a lump now
* @Morgan nods
* Molly touches her crown, and her fingers come away slightly bloodied
< 08@Morgan > strange that it has not become apparent until now
< 04Molly > It is possible to not notice these things whilst the shock of the situation is occuring, I've seen this before at Lady Catherines...
* @Morgan nods
* Molly is quiet the rest of the walk til they get to the door
< 04Molly > I doubt it's serious
< 08@Morgan > hopefully not
* Molly opens the door, and goes in
< 04Molly > Should I go to bed?
< 08@Morgan > probably
* Molly nods, and goes over carefully
< 04Molly > where must the doctor come from?
< 08@Morgan > I think there's one in the village... shouldn't be long
* Molly sits on the bed, and takes off her shoes. She starts to sound slightly distracted
< 04Molly > Is he nice?
< 08@Morgan > the doctor? yes
< 04Molly > good, I wouldn't want... wouldnt want one like before
< 08@Morgan > no, quite
* @Morgan goes to her
< 08@Morgan > lay back blossom
* Molly sits back on the bed, looking at him. Her lip quivers slightly, voice quiet
< 04Molly > would you stay til he's gone, just in case...
< 08@Morgan > of course blossom. I'll also have word sent to your parents
* Molly shakes her head emphatically and then exhales sharply at the pain
< 04Molly > no, things are too much in the air
< 08@Morgan > easy, blossom..
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< 04Molly > I would prefer they dont come
< 08@Morgan > ok, as you wish
* Molly moves over to give him space to sit beside her
* @Morgan sits down
* Molly takes his hand, smiling playfull
< 04Molly > I never thought to get ou o m bed like this!
* @Morgan laughs
< 08@Morgan > its not quite as I imagined, no
* Molly giggles
< 04Molly > There will be better days, I promise
< 08@Morgan > I've no doubt blossom
< 04Molly > *theres a knock on the door*
* @Morgan gets up and opens the door
< 04Molly > *varick waits outside*
< 08@Morgan > you found him?
< 04Molly > V: yes sir, he was in the stables
< 08@Morgan > he has gone to find a doctor?
< 04Molly > V:*he nods* he took a horse and has gone to the village
< 08@Morgan > good
* @Morgan goes back to Molly
< 04Molly > *varick stands in the door way, as if unsure what to do. Molly's eyes are closed, her breathing soft and rhythmic*
* @Morgan touches Molly's arm
< 08@Morgan > Varick, you've done well... I have a job for you
* Molly opens her eyes, and takes his hand
< 04Molly > V*he comes to the bed quietly* yes?
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< 04Molly > V*he comes to the bed quietly* yes?
< 08@Morgan > I want you to be Lady Forresters paige. I want you to stay here and look after her when I am not
< 04Molly > V: now?
< 08@Morgan > there is a problem with that?
< 04Molly > V: but I don't know how to look after sick people, I'm just a boy.
< 08@Morgan > keep her warm and safe and if anything happens, call for help, Varick.
< 04Molly > *he nods solemenly* Yes sir
< 04Molly > You're leaving, liebling?
< 08@Morgan > no, but I wish to have measures in place for when I go out this afternoon
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > You are worried for my safety?
< 08@Morgan > only in terms of this concussion, blossom
< 08@Morgan > I would rather you be watched over
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > I understand
< 04Molly > V: where are you going?
< 08@Morgan > hunting
< 04Molly > V: * his eyes light up* I like hunting
< 08@Morgan > you have your duty, Varick
< 04Molly > V: *he nods* will you take me hunting another day?
* @Morgan smiles at the boy
< 08@Morgan > if you wish
< 04Molly > V: yes please!
* Molly smiles at the two of them
< 04Molly > I'd like to go also when you do
< 08@Morgan > oh?
< 04Molly > I have not been hunting for many years, and I should like to see more of the grounds
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > V *he goes to the other side of Molly, and perchs on the bed* I could ride Aurora
* Molly laughs,looking at Morgan, then Varick
< 04Molly > and who would I ride?
< 04Molly > V: you could ride on Xantha with Morgan?
< 04Molly > I don't think Xantha would like that, do you?
* Molly looks at Morgan
< 08@Morgan > probably not
* Molly goes quiet
< 04Molly > V: *he looks at the two* should I get some tea and cake?
< 08@Morgan > thats a good idea Varick
< 04Molly > *he gets up, and wanders out*
* Molly looks to Morgan
< 04Molly > would you fetch me the blue day dress from the wardrobe?
* @Morgan nods, getting up and retrieving it
* Molly swings her legs over the side of the bed, and stands
< 04Molly > would you just loosen the lacings please? I've no doubt he'll  to examine my ribs properly
* @Morgan looks at her reprovingly
< 08@Morgan > sit
* Molly sits
* @Morgan sets about loosening the lacing
* Molly closes her eyes
< 04Molly > I will manage the rest alone
< 08@Morgan > as you wish
< 04Molly > I do not want it to be like this...
< 08@Morgan > what?
< 04Molly > you helping me undress... I would not have it happen like this...
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > you wish me to call a maid?
< 04Molly > no, I shall manage.
< 08@Morgan > are you sure?
< 04Molly > yes, liebling. I shall call when I am no longer naked
* Molly giggles
* @Morgan nods, placing the dress on the bed and leaving the room
* Molly tries hard not to react to the pain, but even still, he hears her through the door. After five minutes, she calls him back
* @Morgan opens the door and goes back inside
* Molly lies back on the bed, the dress plain but much less restraining. She smiles, but is much paler
< 04Molly > I am sorry I took so long
< 08@Morgan > it is of no moment my lady
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > you are too good to me,liebling
< 08@Morgan > I'm making up for being nasty to everyone else
* Molly laughs hard, then her eyes fill with pain
< 04Molly > I can live with that
< 04Molly > *theres a knock on the door*
* @Morgan opens the door
< 04Molly > *Varick waits outside with the tea, just as Heinrich and Doctor Poldi come down the corridor*
< 08@Morgan > come in Varick
* @Morgan waits by the door
< 04Molly > *he goes in, and takes Molly some tea, which she takes, thanking him. The doctor comes to the door, bowing to Morgan. His three decades in the village make his face familiar still, even after so long an absence on Morgans part* Veisgraf Koertig...
< 08@Morgan > Doctor... I fear she has a concussion
< 04Molly > *he nods, black bag in hand* I need to see her
< 08@Morgan > she's in here
< 04Molly > *he follows Morgan, and Heinrich stands in th doorway*
< 08@Morgan > Doctor, this is Lady Forrester...
* Molly smiles at the doctor
< 04Molly > Good afternoon, sir, thank you for coming
< 04Molly > *Varick looks up at Morgan*
< 08@Morgan > come, Varick, they'll need some time
< 04Molly > *Varick nods, going out to Heinrich*
< 08@Morgan > I'll be outside...
* @Morgan leaves the room and closes the door
< 04Molly > *After about ten minutes, the doctor comes out, looking serious*
< 04Molly > *heinrich leads Varick down the corridor* Lord Varick, shall we pick some flowers to make her feel better?
< 04Molly > *Varick nods, and they disapear round the corner*
* @Morgan looks to the doctor
< 04Molly > You are correct, Veisgraf, she has concussion
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > anything else?
< 04Molly > a bad cut to the head, the bruising, the scratches, she took a strong blow to the stomach, but it will not hinder her when the time comes, and she has two broken ribs
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I must confess I am relieved
< 04Molly > in what regard?
< 08@Morgan > when the time comes...
< 04Molly > ah yes... she's young and strong, all will be well.
< 08@Morgan > thank you doctor
< 04Molly > *he smiles* I've given her something for the pain, but within a few days she should be back to normal
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I'll arrange for someone to be nearby at all times
< 04Molly > Very good... send for me if there is any problems...
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > thank you again doctor
< 04Molly > You're welcome, Veisgraf
< 04Molly > *he bows*
* @Morgan bows his head
< 04Molly > *he leaves*
* @Morgan knocks on the door
< 04Molly > come in
* @Morgan goes into the room
* Molly sits up, sipping her tea
< 04Molly > would you like some tea?
< 08@Morgan > I'll get it
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > He was very nice
* @Morgan nods, pouring the tea
< 08@Morgan > he always has been
< 04Molly > He was insistent that he must tell you the outcome... though he did say he expected to see me again in about 4 months *she blushes*
< 08@Morgan > oh?
< 04Molly > He said that as we'll be married in two weeks, he'd expect to see me a few months after, as with most newly weds
< 08@Morgan > ah... he did not give you details of his conclusion?
< 04Molly > no
< 08@Morgan > concussion, as expected, and two ribs are broken
* Molly looks shocked
< 04Molly > I knew it hurt, but not to the point of broken bones
< 08@Morgan > sometimes we do not notice
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > must we cancel the wedding?
* @Morgan sips his tea
< 08@Morgan > well... I dont think corsets would do your ribs any good
* Molly sighs
< 04Molly > If that is best
< 08@Morgan > I think it probably is
* Molly bites her lip, looking at her cup
< 04Molly > I shall leave it to your judgement, I can not trust my own
< 08@Morgan > dont be silly
* Molly shakes her head
< 04Molly > my eagerness to be finally wed would makeme choose to be wed immediately, with no delay
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > besides... what customarily follows would be much less enjoyable if you are still in pain
< 04Molly > what said the doctor?
< 08@Morgan > that you should be back to normal in a few days
* Molly looks up
< 04Molly > perhaps we should see how I am then before making such a decision?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > if you wish
< 04Molly > *there is another knock at the door*
< 04Molly > what do _you_ wish?
< 08@Morgan > I wish for you to be well
* @Morgan opens the door, cup in hand
< 04Molly > *varick stands in the door way with a small posy of flowers*
* @Morgan smiles briefly, before moving out of the way for the boy
< 04Molly > *Varick goes to the bed* I brought these for you, to make you better
* Molly smiles, tears in her eyes
< 04Molly > Thank you, Varick, they are beautiful *she takes them* Oh look, forget-me-nots!
* Molly smiles at Morgan, then Varick
< 04Molly > These are my favourites
< 08@Morgan > you've done well Varick
< 04Molly > V*he goes back to Morgan, talking quietly* Is she very ill? will she be going away like daddy did?
< 08@Morgan > No, Varick, once she's rested for a few days she'll start getting better
< 04Molly > *he looks relieved* good
* Molly sets her cup down, and beckons Morgan over
* @Morgan walks to her
< 04Molly > I think, liebling, I might sleep a little now, so that you are free to hunt
< 08@Morgan > as you wish blossom
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > would I be able to take my dinner here, or will it inconveince the staff?
< 08@Morgan > I'll arrange it
< 04Molly > thank you
* Molly smiles, and covers a yawn with her hand
* @Morgan looks at her fondly
< 08@Morgan > sleep well blossom
* Molly speaks quietly, switching to avalonian
< 04Molly > I'll dream of you, dear heart
* @Morgan smiles
< 08@Morgan > you wish Varick to stay?
< 04Molly > No, he need not, I'll be asleep quite a while I think
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > come Varick
* Molly 's eyes linger on Morgan's face briefly, before she looks away, biting her lower lip. Varick goes to the door
* @Morgan puts his hand on the boys shoulder, leaving the room with him
< 04Molly > *they go out into the corridor* should I go to my guvness now?
< 08@Morgan > no... I think you'll come with me
< 04Molly > hunting?
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > *he whoops with delight* can I ride on Xantha with you?
< 08@Morgan > I think so
< 04Molly > *he grins. after a few minutes, they go to the stables, where Heinrich talks to the grooms. After a succesful hunt, they return an hour before dinner time, and arrangements are made for morgan and molly to dine in her room*

< 04Molly > After a succesful hunt, they return an hour before dinner time, and arrangements are made for morgan and molly to dine in her room*
* @Morgan wanders along the hallway to her room, fiddling with the cuffs on his shirt
< 04Molly > *the hallway is empty, the servants being set to dinner tasks.
* @Morgan gets to the door, knocking on it quietly
* Molly calls to him, her voice seemng quiet
< 04Molly > come in
* @Morgan enters, closing the door behind him
* Molly stands out on the balacony, the long windows open, curtains softly teased by the night breeze. She wears a deep green dress, also one he has never seen. Without turning she speaks
< 04Molly > It's beauiful out here, liebes herz
< 08@Morgan > it is.
* Molly turns to face him with a gentle smile, encouraging him to join her
< 04Molly > The air is very clear tonight
* @Morgan fiddles with his cuff momentarily before walking to the window
* Molly looks at his cuff briefly
< 04Molly > is all well?
< 08@Morgan > its an old shirt... the cuffs aren 't quite right
* Molly smiles, taking his hand. She turns it over, lookng closely at the cuff ((whats wrong with it?))
< 08@Morgan > ((its too tight))
< 04Molly > It would be very easy to adjust, liebling. Is it tight elsewhere?
< 08@Morgan > no
* Molly smoothes her hair with her free hand as it blows lightly in the wind
< 04Molly > It would not take you long, if you have the inclination
< 08@Morgan > its nothing, just an old shirt
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > I suppose before we settle here, you ought to have new clothes?
< 08@Morgan > probably. I think all thhe actual working has bulked out my wrists
* Molly runs her fingers up his palm, and on to the afore mentioned wrist. She tries to encircle it, but her fingers are just too small. She grins
< 04Molly > I think it might well be
< 08@Morgan > an unhealthy occupation
< 04Molly > working?
< 08@Morgan > aye
* Molly giggles
< 04Molly > oh yes, much better that such dirty and undesirable tasks are left to those born to such a place in life!
< 08@Morgan > At least they're used to it... most nobles would faint at the mere thought of picking up a hammer
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > but what is there to do, being noble, not needing to work? how would you fill the time?
< 08@Morgan > who knows
< 04Molly > it does seem strange not to have an occupation, I must confess
* Molly goes back to holding his hand, looking out over the Sudlache
< 08@Morgan > I'm not entirely comfortable with it
< 04Molly > But you have an occupation here, being veisgraf
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > it doesn't entail much actual work yet
< 04Molly > I shall find you plenty of occupation as my husband, if that cheers you at all
* @Morgan smiles
< 08@Morgan > I think I'm goinjg to have to stop carrying that axe, you know
< 04Molly > why, liebes herz?
< 08@Morgan > my father dislikes it... I think he thinks it lacks elegance
* Molly smiles apologetically
< 04Molly > I can understand his view...
< 08@Morgan > oh?
< 04Molly > It isn't something I'd hope you bring down the aisle...
< 08@Morgan > I wasn't planning to
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > however, the rest of the time, I hold no issue with you carrying it
< 08@Morgan > good
< 04Molly > It would matter?
< 08@Morgan > of course
* Molly blushes a little
< 04Molly > Being armed to keep us safe is important to you, I would never take that from you
* @Morgan nods
* Molly touches her cheekbone
< 04Molly > I think I'm healing rather well
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > aye, I think so
< 04Molly > The ribs might take a little longer, but I hope the bruising will be gone soon
< 08@Morgan > I hope so
* Molly grins
< 04Molly > I don't appeal to you like this?
< 08@Morgan > more that you do, but I cant even touch you for fear of hurting you
* Molly bites her lip
< 04Molly > I am sorry you feel so
* @Morgan shrugs
< 04Molly > though it does not feel too sore now
< 08@Morgan > good
* Molly kisses his hand
< 04Molly > I heal quickly, I have never been injured at Lady Catherines, so you've not witnessed it...
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > Ironic, really
< 04Molly > Why?
< 08@Morgan > that you managed to avoid being hurt for all that time in so dangerous a place, yet here...
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > so far, it has been dangerous here
< 08@Morgan > aye, which it should not be
< 04Molly > These things are sent to try us
< 08@Morgan > true I suppose
< 04Molly > how long will you stay this evening?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > a while
< 04Molly > good
< 04Molly > how was the hunting?
< 08@Morgan > not bad. Its been a while since a hunt didn't end with bandits
* Molly laughs
< 04Molly > or dragons... or the sidhe
< 08@Morgan > quite
< 08@Morgan > though I believe the hunts I conducted at the Torrington estate ended with bandits or redcaps. The Sidhe left me alone up there
< 04Molly > They have no taste
< 08@Morgan > or better sense
< 04Molly > perhaps there is something about you that disturbs them?
< 08@Morgan > perhaps. I'd say I've faced a few, but they were the spawn of that portal
< 04Molly > They mostly avoided or ignored me
< 08@Morgan > Possibly because I made a nuisance of myself and you didn't
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > I couldn't be a nuisance, not without any method of defending myself
< 08@Morgan > it wouldn't have been the brightest idea
< 04Molly > It wouldnt have been fair to you or Evie
< 08@Morgan > fair?
< 04Molly > to make you responsible for rescuing me when you were hired to protect Lady Catherine
< 08@Morgan > I see
< 04Molly > And I know Evie well enough to know she would have saved me above Lady Catherine, and I could not have beared that
* @Morgan nods
* Molly looks away
< 04Molly > perhaps that is why I am so keen not to return
< 08@Morgan > oh?
< 04Molly > I would not wish you to have to divide your protection between Lady Catherine and I
< 08@Morgan > Though I might go back there, I will not return to that job
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > It would be nice to visit...
* @Morgan nods
* Molly looks thoughtful
< 04Molly > though I can not imagine some people being pleased...
< 08@Morgan > oh?
< 04Molly > Charles Warwick will be mortally offended at how high my star has risen
< 08@Morgan > he can always bring his issues to me if he's that bothered by it
< 04Molly > You realise that by marrying me, your reputation will be dented, don't you?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > and?
* Molly shrugs in return
< 04Molly > I just would not want you starting our marriarge blindfolded
< 08@Morgan > I see
* Molly bites her lip
< 04Molly > In truth, I am suprised your parents have not considered that
< 08@Morgan > and why would it be dented?
< 04Molly > that I am notorious in Avalon as the milkmaid who ensnared then lost a noble man to another woman, then got a ship from nowhere which sank in suspicious circumstances
* @Morgan shrugs slightly
< 08@Morgan > give it a week, noone will remember
< 04Molly > You believe so? I think it likely I will become more notorious
< 08@Morgan > perhaps
< 08@Morgan > it makes no odds to me or my intention
< 04Molly > I  doubt that liebling...
< 04Molly > How was Varick this afternoon? ((I'll let you decide))
< 08@Morgan > besides, with that ship being the rose, it isn't necessarily a bad thing in Eisen
< 04Molly > I suppose perhaps in Eisen my 'antics' would be seen as admirable, determined, strong...
< 08@Morgan > quite.
* Molly lets go of his hand, stepping further out onto the balcony, near the rail
< 04Molly > does it always seem to glow slightly, the Sudlache?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > pretty much
< 04Molly > why?
< 08@Morgan > I haven't a clue
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > the weather here definately improves my chest
* @Morgan sniggers
* Molly looks at him, raising an eyebrow
< 04Molly > something you wish to share, liebes herz?
< 08@Morgan > nothing at all
* Molly laughs
< 04Molly > as you wish
< 04Molly > I meant the coughing...
< 08@Morgan > oh, yes, absolutely
< 04Molly > you are a bad influence on me...
< 08@Morgan > thats a fairly safe assumption, yes
* Molly shakes her head with a laugh
< 04Molly > I swear my mind was much purer before you came along
< 08@Morgan > aye, thats entirely possible
< 04Molly > I am afraid you've made me more than you can handle...
* @Morgan laughs
< 08@Morgan > perhaps
< 04Molly > I hope that is  not the case
< 08@Morgan > I doubt it will be
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > are you to go to the tenants meeting tomorrow?
< 08@Morgan > I think so
< 04Molly > I would be interested to know how the villagers are with you
< 08@Morgan > aye. I tink its best if I do go
< 04Molly > have things been resolved with my father?
< 08@Morgan > not yet
* Molly sighs, and comes to him. she takes his hands, looking at him solemnly
< 04Molly > do you think I shall have to defy him?
< 08@Morgan > I really dont know
* Molly sucks her lower lip and nods, eyes downcast
< 04Molly > I hope it doesnt come to that
< 08@Morgan > as do I blossom
< 04Molly > though you can be reassured that my choice is already made
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I would prefer his blessing remains
< 04Molly > as would I liebes herz, but it does not matter to me as much as finally being yours completel
* @Morgan nods
* Molly watches him intently
< 04Molly > I love you, liebes herz, nothing could change that for me, now or ever
< 08@Morgan > I am glad to hear that. I suspect we;re going to have some trying times ahead of us
* Molly smiles playfully
< 04Molly > why change now? nothing between us has been easy so far...
< 08@Morgan > oh so trye
< 04Molly > except for one thing, of course...
< 08@Morgan > oh?
* Molly goes on her tiptoes so her lips are close to his, but pauses
< 04Molly > this never seemed to be a challenge...
< 08@Morgan > quite.
* Molly kisses him softly, and just as she's about to deepen it, there is a knock at the door. She pulls away, laughing
< 04Molly > very trying...
* @Morgan chuckles
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Session Start: Thu Jan 14 04:02:26 2010
Session Ident: #7thseaic
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Session Start: Fri Jan 15 00:27:51 2010
Session Ident: #7thseaic
* Now talking in #7thseaic
< 04Molly > * As always, the cockerel on the nearest farm is the first sound that reaches the ears above stairs in die dauerhaftigkeit. Below stairs, work has been aoot for several hours, ensuring that all is in order before hose servants who can be spared are sent to the fields to help to rebuild this little town. Along with the cockerel, the gentle knock on his door is another familiar morning sound
* @Morgan lowers the book, and looks at the door
< 08@Morgan > enter
* Molly is now known as Heinrich
* Heinrich opens the door, a basket full of things, plus two towels over his arm
< 14Heinrich > Good morning, my lord
* @Morgan eyes the man suspiciously
< 08@Morgan > Heinrich... the day finds you well?
< 14Heinrich > Yes, thank you. You're awake early...
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I'm only still in here because I dont wish to disrupt you all so early
* Heinrich laughs
< 14Heinrich > I'd give my right arm for the choice to remain abed ths late
< 08@Morgan > take a day off
* Heinrich laughs harder
< 14Heinrich > as if that would happen
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > its your choice
< 14Heinrich > No, there is no choice
* @Morgan smiles faintly
< 08@Morgan > there's always a choice, Heinrich
< 14Heinrich > I can not see your father agreeing
< 08@Morgan > oh, I see... you planned to ask him
* Heinrich lays out the shaving things on the dresser
< 14Heinrich > If I was not here, I'd only be at my mothers, and she and my sisters would set me to work
< 08@Morgan > so just... stay in bed
< 08@Morgan > though, I promise you, its not as good as you expect it to be
< 14Heinrich > do you never stay in bed, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > Not for a long time
* Heinrich waits patiently for Morgan to sit at the dresser
* @Morgan looks at his valet
< 14Heinrich > well, that will change, will it not?
< 08@Morgan > you realise I'm more than capable of doing that myself
< 14Heinrich > of course, my Lord, but it is your father's command
< 08@Morgan > I think its a bad idea. When a man relies on others to make sure his face is smooth, he's lost something
< 14Heinrich > I disagree, why should you do such things for yourself when you can have aproffessional do it for you
* @Morgan laughs
< 08@Morgan > but what about when the profressional is not available?
* Heinrich grins
< 14Heinrich > that's why I'll eventually get married
< 08@Morgan > I'm not sure I understand
< 14Heinrich > well, at the moment, I get to shave many faces, but when I'm wed, I'll finally have someone to do mine
< 08@Morgan > I see
< 08@Morgan > you're not going to let me get away with this, are you?
< 14Heinrich > no, it is my job
* @Morgan sighs resignedly and places his book on a table before going to the dresser
* Heinrich looks briefly at the book
* @Morgan glances at the book before sitting down
< 08@Morgan > folk tales
* Heinrich shakes his head
< 14Heinrich > I wouldn't be reading anything like that, you never know what might happen
< 08@Morgan > its Avalonian... most of the things in it pale in comparison to the things I've seen here
* Heinrich drapes a towel round Morgan's shoulders, and pours some water from the jug into the bowl
< 14Heinrich > But still, theres a lot of power in words...
< 08@Morgan > oh quite, but there's no sense in fearing them
< 14Heinrich > I'm not so sure
* Heinrich eyes the book suspiciously whilst making a lather from th soap with a brush
< 08@Morgan > I was trying to see what is written about a particular bunch of creatures I encountered in Avalon
< 08@Morgan > but the worst thing they have in that book is the black dog
* Heinrich rubs the brush over Morgans stubble, the soap clean, masculine and slightly spicy smelling
< 14Heinrich > a black dog does not sound scary, there's quite afew here
< 08@Morgan > not black dogs... _the_ black dog. A hellhound
* Heinrich rinses the brush
< 14Heinrich > a what?
< 08@Morgan > an omen of death
< 14Heinrich > I dont think we want one of them here. Not a fan of dogs, myself
< 08@Morgan > I like dogs
* Heinrich sharpens the razor on a strap of leather
< 14Heinrich > will you get one, when you come back here?
< 08@Morgan > I dont know, maybe.
< 14Heinrich > did you have any whilst you were away?
< 08@Morgan > no. It wouldn't have been fair to the animal
* Heinrich carefullyruns the razor over Morgans skin
< 14Heinrich > There's one running wild in the woods, stealing chickens and the like
< 08@Morgan > oh?
< 14Heinrich > My mother's getting quite irate about it
< 08@Morgan > stealing her chickens?
< 14Heinrich > yes
< 08@Morgan > I'll look into it
< 14Heinrich > thank you... she keeps telling me to shoot it!
< 08@Morgan > lets hope it doesn't need to come to that
* Heinrich goes quiet as he tackles the difficult bits. Then he wipes away the excess soap
< 14Heinrich > there, what do you think?
< 08@Morgan > I dont appear to be bleeding to death
* Heinrich smiles
< 14Heinrich > and now to choose your clothing
* @Morgan turns in the chair
< 08@Morgan > I think I might go into the village today... something I can ride in I think
< 14Heinrich > Your father insists that you go to the tenants meeting this afternoon
* @Morgan nods
< 14Heinrich > It is why he called me to him so early, to ensure your needs were met
* @Morgan chuckles
< 08@Morgan > typical
< 14Heinrich > Miss Nanette was sent to prepare Lady Forrester for the meeting
* Heinrich goes to the bureau, finding out the best of his riding clothes
< 08@Morgan > he expects her to go as well?
< 14Heinrich > Yes,my Lord
< 08@Morgan > I'll want my woolen coat, I think
* Heinrich goes to the tall wardrobe, and pulls it out, brushing it down
< 14Heinrich > very impressive
< 08@Morgan > it does its job
< 14Heinrich > You do not wish her to go with you,my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > I dont know its wise
< 14Heinrich > might I ask why?
< 08@Morgan > I think its a little unfair to subject her to such public scrutiny so soon after her injuries
* Heinrich nods
< 14Heinrich > You wish to protect her
< 08@Morgan > indeed
< 14Heinrich > maybe your father would reconsider?
< 08@Morgan > I doubt it
* Heinrich nods
< 14Heinrich > It would be unusual
< 08@Morgan > indeed it would. It takes a lot to change his mind
< 14Heinrich > maybe Lady Koertig would intervene?
< 08@Morgan > I think its unfair to ask her to, dont you?
< 14Heinrich > perhaps,my Lord
< 08@Morgan > I'll speak with Lady Forrester, get her view on it first
* Heinrich nods,gathering up the things he brought
< 14Heinrich > Is there anything else I can do
< 08@Morgan > could you get the kitchen staff to brew some coffee and have it sent to Lady Forresters room?
< 14Heinrich > yes, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > thank you
* Heinrich bows, and leaves
* @Morgan changes into the clothes
< 14Heinrich > *It looks very smart, but still practical
* @Morgan rests the coat over one shoulder and sets off towads Molly's room
* Heinrich is now known as Molly
* Molly 's door is slightly ajar
* @Morgan knocks on the door
< 04Molly > come in
* @Morgan enters the room
* Molly sits calmly, book in her lap. She wears the eisen dress, hair piled high. She looks elegant, poised. The bruising is almost invisible now,and she smiles,looking him up and down
< 04Molly > wellwell, you look rather dashing this morning
< 08@Morgan > Heinrich has a fair taste in clothing
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I most definately approve
< 08@Morgan > I'm glad. You look utterly devastating
* Molly blushes hard, dropping her gaze.
< 04Molly > I....ummm.... Its....thank you
< 08@Morgan > I dont suppose the coffee has turned up yet?
* Molly stands up,going to a table by the window, and pours two cups
< 04Molly > a few minutes ago, yes
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Session Start: Fri Jan 15 02:28:03 2010
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Session Start: Sat Jan 16 00:36:28 2010
Session Ident: #7thseaic
* Now talking in #7thseaic
< 04Molly > As arranged, Molly meets him in the coachyard where the coach Adalbrecht has insisted on them having waits
* @Morgan stands talking quietly to Xantha
* Molly gets to Morgan, her hand gently on his lower back
< 04Molly > Liebes herz...
* @Morgan looks at her
< 08@Morgan > blossom
* Molly takes in his face with her eyes full of affection
< 04Molly > are you ready?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > aye
* Molly nods, smiling slightly too brightly
* @Morgan narrows his eyes
< 08@Morgan > there is a problem?
* Molly blushes, dropping her gaze
< 04Molly > nerves, mostly
* @Morgan looks at his horse
< 08@Morgan > you realise, of course, you'll have to have a suit of armour made...
* Molly starts to giggle
< 04Molly > for a moment, I thought you spoke to me!
< 08@Morgan > I did
< 04Molly > why on theah would I need such a thing?
< 08@Morgan > I'll introduce you to a woman who was in a platoon under the same commander as I at some point... she can explain the armour
* Molly nods enthusiastically
< 04Molly > oh yes, I'd like that
< 08@Morgan > pretty much the only advantage I have over her is physical size
* Molly looks suprised
< 04Molly > perhaps I ought to take lessons from her,it does no good for you to always come out on top
* @Morgan shrugs
* Molly stands beside the carriage
< 08@Morgan > I didn't say she ever won, mind...
< 04Molly > I doubt anyone would
< 08@Morgan > you're wrong... I've been bested on occasion
* Molly opens the door
< 04Molly > By whom, liebling?
< 08@Morgan > HeinzHarold beat me a few times... I suspect Kai could
* Molly shakes her head
< 04Molly > No, I don't believe that
< 08@Morgan > no?
* Molly grins wickedly
< 04Molly > he is all flail and no form
< 08@Morgan > that has its own effectiveness
< 04Molly > on the grounds of intimidation perhaps
* Molly steps up,and settles in the carriage
* @Morgan eyes the carriage disdainfully
< 04Molly > liebling?
< 08@Morgan > I dont like riding in carriages
< 04Molly > oh. do you wish to meet me there?
< 08@Morgan > I would prefer to ride
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I understand. However, with Aurora's condition, I can not
< 08@Morgan > I can arrange for a horse for you
* Molly looks at hm solemnly
< 04Molly > what would  you wish of me?
< 08@Morgan > it is your choice blossom
< 04Molly > I'll go in the carriage, it is important that I look like a well-bred lady
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > I shall see you there
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > aye blossom
* Molly shuts the door, and give the instruction to go
* @Morgan puts on his coat and climbs into the saddle
< 04Molly > *The meeting hall is already noisy as he arrives
* @Morgan tethers the horse before settling his sword into place
* Molly 's carriage pulls up
* @Morgan wanders to the carriage, watching a large blonde man appear from the hall
* Molly slides across, her door opening
* @Morgan comes to the carriage, offering his hand to help her down
* Molly takes his hand with a grateful smile.
< 04Molly > thank you, liebes herz
< 08@Morgan > you're welcome
* Molly looks a little less nervous
< 04Molly > what are we to do now?
< 08@Morgan > wait, I think...
* @Morgan looks back over at the man
* Molly follows his gaze
< 08@Morgan > *the man walks in the general direction of the coach, arm around a girls shoulder*
* Molly straightens slightly, a slightly forced smile of confidence on her face. She looks to Morgan briefly before looking back
* @Morgan looks to Molly
< 08@Morgan > would you excuse me for a moment
< 04Molly > of course
* @Morgan nods briefly before approaching the man
* Molly watches from the side of the coach
* @Morgan stops the man, standing quite close to him, obviously talking earnestly
* Molly smiles affectionately
< 08@Morgan > *the man removes his arm from the girls shoulders and pokes Morgan in the chest*
* Molly tilts her head, intrigued
* @Morgan nods slowly before placing a foot very deliberately on the mans foot and pushes him backwards, causing him to topple to the floor helplessly
* Molly tries very hard not to laugh
* @Morgan shakes his head ruefully before helping the man up, escorting him towards Molly
* Molly smiles as they approach
< 08@Morgan > Lady Forrester, I have the dubious honour of presenting HeinzHarold, old friend and, until recently, a match for me on the field
< 08@Morgan > *the man bows floridly, digging Morgan in the ribs*
* Molly turns a very dazzling smile to HeinzHarold, and curtsies deeply
< 08@Morgan > HH: My lady, it is my utmost honour
< 04Molly > I am pleased to meet you sir, Lord Koertig speaks of you often
< 08@Morgan > HH: Badly no doubt
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > Oh no, not at all
* @Morgan scratches his nose
< 08@Morgan > I've not had the chance, yet
* Molly bites her lower lip, trying to maintain her dignified facade
< 04Molly > I am sure there could be nothing too awful
* @Morgan snorts
< 08@Morgan > HH:*he looks to Morgan with a hurt look on his face*
* Molly frowns slightly at Morgan, obviously taken in by this look
* @Morgan rolls his eyes
< 04Molly > No doubt there are equally bad tales I could hear of you,li-.. Lord Morgan
< 08@Morgan > I think, we're going to find you a wife before long...
< 08@Morgan > HH:*he looks suddenly awestruck* oh no, dear lady, the young man we see before us has no bad traits at all... indeed, the entire platoon tried to emulate his forthright and confident stature
* Molly smiles proudly
* @Morgan shoves Heinz-Harold
< 08@Morgan > he's been doing that ever since we were children
< 04Molly > I...I see
< 08@Morgan > I think he thinks its funny
* Molly nods
< 08@Morgan > HH:*he grins widely* I dont think... I know
< 04Molly > Unfortunately, I esteem you so well, that I could not tell truth from fiction...
* @Morgan glances at the hall
< 08@Morgan > I think we should go in
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > Yes
< 08@Morgan > HH:*he suddenly looks completely serious, looking to Morgan* standard deployment?
* @Morgan nods slowly
* Molly looks puzzled
< 08@Morgan > HH:*he nods, looking to Molly* My lady, thou it doth rend mine heart, I must part from thee and thy glorious companion
* Molly blushes hard
< 04Molly > I...umm... yes. It was nice to meet you
* @Morgan looks at his friend
< 08@Morgan > soon... you and I are going to find you a wife
< 08@Morgan > HH:*he grins broadly* bite your tongue *he turns and heads into the hall*
* Molly looks to Morgan, almost at a loss for words
* @Morgan steps closer
< 08@Morgan > opinions... sincere but not entirely bright?
< 04Molly > closer to how Holzheim would be with a little less experience and alot more rural charm
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I can see that I suppose
< 04Molly > he does seem nice
< 08@Morgan > but slightly slow...
* Molly looks uncomfortable
< 04Molly > perhaps a little, but it is overriden by his friendliness and charm
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > it'd be very hard to keep secrets around such an idiot if he was captured on a battlefield...
* Molly smiles
< 08@Morgan > I mean, he's so simple he wouldn't understand their significance...
< 04Molly > it isnot entirely genuine?
< 08@Morgan > its not even slightly genuine... he's one of the most intelligent people I've ever met
< 08@Morgan > completely friendly, mind... thats genuine
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > what a dangerous combination!
< 08@Morgan > quite... proved its usefulness no end of times... shall we go in?
< 04Molly > Yes, lets, before my nerve fails me and I bolt for the trees!
* @Morgan smiles
< 08@Morgan > that would be a mistake here
* @Morgan offers his arm
* Molly takes it, and he can feel that she trembles slightly
* @Morgan leads her to the side door
* Molly goes along with him into the building. Already, Adalbrecht hovers on the raised stage. It is a large turnout, noisy, but calm. Spotting them, he comes over
< 04Molly > AD: we will begin shortly. I do not know how this will play out, you should be aware of all the ways they may react
* @Morgan nods
* Molly squeezes his arm slightly
< 04Molly > Ad: *he nods, and goes back to the podium. He raps the gavel on the ash wood.
* Molly is now known as Adalbrecht
* @Morgan leads Molly to a chair
< 14Adalbrecht > If you would all be as good as to give me your attention. We have much to cover today, and I am aware that there are several issues you wish to bring to me *there is a low murmur goes through the crowd, which his eyes quell as he looks over the crowd*
* @Morgan leaves Molly in a chair and goes to stand to one side and slightly behind his father
< 14Adalbrecht > First and foremost, some of you may already be aware that veisgraf koertig has come home to Sudlachenburg, and will shortly return for good. Many of you remember him from his childhood right through to adulthood, some of you growing up with him. So, please extend him as warm a welcome as befits a fellow child of the Sudlache!
< 14Adalbrecht > *the crowd cheers and claps loudly, feet being stamped on the floor. Very quickly, 'for he's a jollygood fellow' begins rawkously
* @Morgan nods graciously
* Adalbrecht looks to Morgan with a smile, and gestures for him to speak to the adoring villagers
* @Morgan straightens his shoulders, looking at the people
< 08@Morgan > Ladies and gentlemen... as you know I've been away for a long time, but always carried my home and my friends in my heart... I'm relieved to say that I wont need to much longer, since you all weigh an awful lot
< 14Adalbrecht > * they all laugh and cheer*
< 08@Morgan > rest assured, I'll be home soon for good...
* @Morgan steps back
* Adalbrecht talks quietly
< 14Adalbrecht > I think you have them exactly where you want them, you make me proud. Now, perhaps introduce them to the newest child of the Sudlache?
* @Morgan speaks quietly to him
< 08@Morgan > I was under the impression you were planning to do that...
< 14Adalbrecht > I waited to see their reaction to you
< 08@Morgan > as you wish
* @Morgan steps forward again
< 08@Morgan > obviously we have many things to discuss this evening... before we get on to the subjects to keep our home running, there is someone I wish you to meet...
< 14Adalbrecht > *there is a curious, excited murmur*
< 08@Morgan > as you all know, I went at a difficult time for me. For a very long time, I was not who I am meant to be, a shadow of myself. After much stupidity on my part, this person managed to bring me back to who I am meant to be
< 14Adalbrecht > *there are many sympathetic smiles in the crowds*
* @Morgan looks around briefly
< 14Adalbrecht > *the newcomers are absent, as is sascha, but otto is at the back*
< 08@Morgan > to cut a long story short, ladies and gentlemen, this young lady is now locked in my heart. I knew upon my return that I could not leave her behind, so have brought her back with me. I'd like you all to meet Lady Molly Forrester
* Adalbrecht offers Molly his arm, and almost ushers her to Morgan's side. The villagers clap, thouh look a little confused*
* @Morgan glances over at Heinz-Harold who makes a brief obscure gesture
< 08@Morgan > ladies and gentlemen, I dont bring Lady Forrester here as some sort of show and tell item... I bring her here to introduce her to the place she will live, as my wife and your veisgrafin
< 14Adalbrecht > *there is a shocked silence, which is broken by clapping from one set of hands, a set of hands belonging to the man that was once his father in law. He smiles at them with a slight nod, and the clapping spreads like wild fire,  mixed wih more stamping and cheering*
* @Morgan leans over to Molly
< 08@Morgan > you realise you'll never be able to leave now...
* Adalbrecht grins back at him, clearly relieved and ecstatic, she whispers to him
< 14Adalbrecht > wild horses could not drag me away, liebling...
* @Morgan glances over at his father
* Adalbrecht smiles at his son
< 14Adalbrecht > good show, my boy...
* @Morgan bows his head
< 08@Morgan > my lord. You will take over?
* Adalbrecht nods
* @Morgan places a hand on Molly's back and leads her back to the seats
< 14Adalbrecht > you may go if you wish
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > thank you my lord
* Adalbrecht goes back to addressing the villagers, tellng them where and when the wedding will be, and then moves on to the plans for the new settlement
* Adalbrecht is now known as Molly
* Molly whispers
< 04Molly > shall we go?
< 08@Morgan > I'm half tempted to hear the plans for the new villagers... we'll leave if you wish to though
< 04Molly > no, we can stay
< 04Molly > *adalbrechts plans are exactly what he'd already told Morgan*
* @Morgan looks about the hall, catching Heinz-Harolds eye, then offers his arm to Molly
* Molly takes his arm with a bright smile
* @Morgan leads her out to the carriage
* Molly looks around when they're outside to see how many people are around. Seeing no-one except the coach driver, she flings her arms around his neck, getting close to him. her happiness, her enthusiasm are infectious
< 04Molly > Oh that was so wonderful! I am so, so happy!
< 08@Morgan > good... trust my fathre to leave it to me to tell them
* Molly laughs, resting her head on his shoulder
< 04Molly > no-one could have done it so well
< 08@Morgan > I disagree
< 04Molly > why, liebling?
* Molly holds him tight
< 08@Morgan > mainly because I had to do it
* @Morgan chuckles
< 04Molly > It was beautiful
< 08@Morgan > I'm glad you think so.
< 08@Morgan > HH:*he steps out of the door, coughing quietly*
* Molly pulls away quickly, blushing.
* @Morgan looks at Heinz-Harold
< 08@Morgan > well?
< 08@Morgan > HH: Touch and go... If Otto had spoken out there could have been trouble.
* @Morgan nods
* Molly looks to Morgan
< 04Molly > What exactly have I missed?
< 08@Morgan > nothing much
* Molly raises an eyebrow
< 04Molly > of course
< 08@Morgan > people are very honest with Heinz-Harold... they dont think him capable of anything but plain open honesty. He's a goldmine for gathering information
* Molly smiles at heinzharold
< 04Molly > I am very grateful for your assistance
< 08@Morgan > HH: *he bows* a minor service for my future Veisgrafin
* Molly smiles broadly
< 04Molly > it will be remembered
< 08@Morgan > HH:*he turns to Morgan* I hear you're after building a fleet
* Molly looks suprised that he knows this
< 08@Morgan > I've given it some though... I thought I might invade Castille, since everyone else seems to be doing it
* Molly laughs
< 04Molly > I'd rather you didnt
< 08@Morgan > HH:*He nods* I think you and I should be able to manage that
* @Morgan looks at Molly
< 08@Morgan > no?
< 04Molly > it is hardly a suitable pursuit for a newlywedded man, and if you wish to marry your dear friend off also, it wll be unfit for either of you
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > a good point
< 08@Morgan > HH:I'd best get back inside, my lord... *he turns to Molly* my lady, if you'll excuse me
* Molly smiles at HeinzHarold and curtsies
< 04Molly > of course
< 08@Morgan > HH: *he bows before going back into the building*
* Molly smiles at Morgan, then it wavers
< 04Molly > I wonder if your father has convinced my father to not change his mind
< 08@Morgan > I dont know... now would be an opportunity to find yuor father to find out
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > yes, we could do
* @Morgan opens the carriage door
* Molly gets in, and gets comfortable
* @Morgan closes the door then climbs into his saddle
* Molly 's coach pulls in a little after he arrives
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Session Start: Sat Jan 16 04:38:49 2010
Session Ident: #7thseaic
* Disconnected
Session Close: Sat Jan 16 04:38:49 2010

Session Start: Fri Jan 22 22:32:18 2010
Session Ident: #7thseaic
* Now talking in #7thseaic
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > I wonder if your father has convinced my father to not change his mind
< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > I dont know... now would be an opportunity to find yuor father to find out
< 04Molly > * Molly nods
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > yes, we could do
< 04Molly > * @Morgan opens the carriage door
< 04Molly > * Molly gets in, and gets comfortable
< 04Molly > * @Morgan closes the door then climbs into his saddle
< 04Molly > * Molly 's coach pulls in a little after he arrives
* @Morgan goes to open the door
* Molly gets out gracefully. She smiles broadly
< 04Molly > I would imagine this means I may now come and go in the village as I please?
< 08@Morgan > I would think so
< 04Molly > would you prefer I have an escort?
< 08@Morgan > for the time being, yes
* Molly shuts the door, and dismisses the carriage
< 04Molly > perhaps HeinzHarold?
< 08@Morgan > no... no I dont think so
< 04Molly > no?
< 08@Morgan > no
* Molly looks puzzled
< 04Molly > because he is too valuable in other duties?
* @Morgan nods
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > I am certain there will be someone free to show me around
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > no doubt
* Molly looks around, the early afternoon warm
< 04Molly > Have you work to do?
< 08@Morgan > at the moment, no...
< 08@Morgan > certainly nothing so important as finding your father
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I doubt he will be happy that your father has made it official
* @Morgan shrugs
< 04Molly > where should we begin? or would you prefer to go alone?
< 08@Morgan > I wonder if that might be a better idea
* Molly nods, as you wish liebling, though I must demand a price
* Molly 's eyes twinkle
< 08@Morgan > oh?
* Molly points to her cheek
< 04Molly > I can hardly go without a good bye, now can I?
* Molly grins
< 08@Morgan > true, true
* Molly laughs
< 04Molly > if it doesn't please you, I can always come along
* @Morgan leans down to kiss her cheek
* Molly , as always, smells faintly of rose water. She smiles as he pulls away,fingers on her cheek where his lips met her skin, smiling contentedly
< 04Molly > Shall I see you in a while, liebling?
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > I shall go and read a little
< 08@Morgan > as you wish blossom
* Molly smiles, and walks up the steps into the house. At the top, she turns and blows him a kiss
* @Morgan smiles at her before looking up at the building
< 04Molly > **it is the same as it always is, imposin, but beautiful, in an eisen way
* @Morgan shifts his shoulders under the coat, making sure his weapons are where they're meant to be before entering the house in search of David
< 04Molly > *though David is nowhere to be found, he does stumble upon Heinrich in one of the upper corridors, a grin on his face, and a noticeable lipstick mark on his neck. He doesn't notice Morgan before Morgan notices him
* @Morgan stops and watches the man intently
* Molly is now known as Heinrich
* Heinrich finally notices, and stops in his tracks, performing a little bow
< 14Heinrich > My Lord
* @Morgan smirks at him, not moving
< 14Heinrich > Can I do anything for you, my lord?
< 08@Morgan > I'm looking for Mr. Forrester
* Heinrich looks thoughtful
< 14Heinrich > we-...I last saw him in the stables about half an hour since
< 08@Morgan > we?
* Heinrich blushes
< 08@Morgan > I see
< 14Heinrich > Should I find Herr Forrester for you, my lord?
< 08@Morgan > no... I'll go myself
* Heinrich nods
< 14Heinrich > yes my Lord
* @Morgan turns around and starts to walk away, speaking over his shoulder
< 08@Morgan > Heinrich...
< 14Heinrich > Yes, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > you may wish to remove that mark on your neck before my father sees you
< 14Heinrich > Yes, my Lord
* @Morgan nods before heading down to the stables
< 14Heinrich > *the stable is quiet, no staff around
* @Morgan places a hand on his sword out of habit before looking around
* Heinrich is now known as Forrester
* Forrester kneels beside Aurora, hands on the mare's belly
* @Morgan watches him for a moment, hand leaving the sword
* Forrester frowns, moving his hands towards the front
< 08@Morgan > problem?
* Forrester looks up
< 14Forrester > Yes and no
< 08@Morgan > go on
< 14Forrester > no, she's healthy, and the foal will probably be strong and fine, assuming your horse is the father
< 08@Morgan > I suspect we'd have known if he weren't... he's very posessive of her
* Forrester looks at Morgan, eyes serious
< 14Forrester > Yes, I'd noticed
< 08@Morgan > and the problem?
< 14Forrester > that she can't be taken back to Avalon until it's deleivered, which won't be until april at the earliest.
* @Morgan looks intently at David
* Forrester continues to watch him
< 08@Morgan > why is that a problem?
< 14Forrester > because if we all go home, Molly will have to leave her here.
< 08@Morgan > its time you made a decision David
< 14Forrester > That discussion is between your father and I
* Forrester stands up, patting the mare
* @Morgan scratches his forehead
* @Morgan looks at Aurora
< 08@Morgan > it seems I bound to deal with this sort of thing for my entire life, lass...
< 14Forrester > *aurora snorts
< 08@Morgan > well, yes, I know, but that action wouldn't go down well in either case
< 14Forrester > Is your father in his study?
< 08@Morgan > no, he's still in town
< 08@Morgan > I had hoped to sort this situation before the two of you butt ego's
< 14Forrester > Some things are best left to those with more experience. You can speak as her potential husband, but he has both responsibility as a father in law and a graf
Session Time: Sat Jan 23 00:00:00 2010
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > I'll place my bets now... you'll fall out with eachother, demand that Molly returns home
< 14Forrester > I won't make my decision based on his behaviour
* @Morgan smiles slightly
< 08@Morgan > noone can say I didn't try...
* Forrester smiles a little
< 14Forrester > that's true enough of you
< 08@Morgan > since you know me so well... you know it wont go well if you and my father dont agree... for anyone
* Forrester 's eyes harden
< 14Forrester > Are you threatening me, or my family?
< 08@Morgan > I dont make threats, David. I've left here before, left everything behind, and let me assure you, you will destroy the family you're so proud of if you go down that route
< 14Forrester > How so?
< 08@Morgan > Molly loves me, David. She wants to be by my side. After everything you've put her through, can you honestly, in the quiet of your heart, believe that if you demand that she leaves she will oblige you?
< 14Forrester > Can you honestly say that you would make her stay, and risk losing another wife?
* @Morgan looks at him hard for a few moments before speaking quietly
< 08@Morgan > seven.
< 14Forrester > sorry?
< 08@Morgan > eight...
* Forrester just watches him
< 08@Morgan > nine... ten
* Forrester looks confused
< 08@Morgan > you deserve to be run through. Do that to me again, and you will be. Now get out of my sight
* Forrester looks completely shocked
< 14Forrester > How dare you speak to me like that!
* @Morgan looks at him, all humanity drained from his eyes
< 08@Morgan > you heard what I said. You got a second chance with your daughter, some of us do not. Dont you _DARE_ speak to me like that.
< 14Forrester > You can not expect me to not be concerned for her, especially given your history, and the attack she's already suffered!
* Forrester balls his fists at his side
< 08@Morgan > Suddenly you care for the girl you cast out... commendable. This is your last chance, David. Leave.
* Forrester storms out, slamming the door behind him, which causes Aurora to whine
* @Morgan lays a hand gently on the mare's neck
< 08@Morgan > be calm little one
< 14Forrester > *Aurora leans against him, and there is a stamping sound from the next stall
* @Morgan looks over the divide
< 14Forrester > *Xantha looks back at him
< 08@Morgan > and whats your problem old friend?
< 14Forrester > *Xantha tries to barge the wood divide, and Aurora whines again
< 08@Morgan > calm down, Xantha
< 14Forrester > *he keeps trying
* @Morgan goes over to his stall
< 08@Morgan > whats your problem?
< 14Forrester > *he watches Morgan, and theres almost a worried look to him
* @Morgan holds out his hand
< 14Forrester > *Xantha sniffs it
* @Morgan pats the big horse
< 08@Morgan > calm down
< 14Forrester > *he starts to barge the stall wall again
* @Morgan frowns at him
< 08@Morgan > you behave yourself
< 14Forrester > *he snorts, and then whines, continuing
* @Morgan looks closely at him
< 14Forrester > *he looks to the stall next to him, whining once more
< 08@Morgan > she's ok
< 14Forrester > *he seems to roll his eyes, and paws at the door to his stall*
< 08@Morgan > no, she needs to be left alone
< 14Forrester > *he headbutts Morgan*
* @Morgan staggers back, rubbing his head
< 14Forrester > *xantha barges the door of the stall, which creaks, but holds*
* @Morgan stands up, staring hard at the horse
< 08@Morgan > you damn well stop that
< 14Forrester > *he tries again, and this time the door starts to sound weakened*
* @Morgan walks to the horse, putting his hand in the centre of Xanthas face
< 08@Morgan > pack it in Xantha... right now
< 14Forrester > *he goes to nip Morgan, on purposely not catching him, but the threat is there*
* @Morgan stands fast
< 08@Morgan > I didn't take this behaviour from you in battle, and I wont now.
< 14Forrester > *He whines loudly*
* @Morgan folds his arms
< 14Forrester > *he looks back to aurora*
* @Morgan opens the stall
< 14Forrester > *Xantha comes bounding out, and licks Morgan's face*
* @Morgan pushes him away
< 08@Morgan > be good... at least you can guarantee you wont be left behind before the spring
< 14Forrester > *Xantha goes to Aurora, licking her face. He stands protectively beside her, but seems to be being calm and careful of her
< 14Forrester > *aurora leans against him, and they both look at Morgan*
* @Morgan watches them for a moment before turning and heading back towards the house
< 14Forrester > *the house is fairly quiet, and he sees no-one on the way
* @Morgan heads towards the kitchens
* Forrester is now known as Inga
* Inga is busy filling a pie with cherries and blueberries, whistling to herself slightly out of tune. She pushes back a strand of golden blonde hair, leaving a reddish mark on her forehead
* @Morgan enters the kitchen, coughing quietly
* Inga turns around, and then curtsies
< 14Inga > Good afternoon my Lord, can I get you anything?
< 08@Morgan > no no, I'm looking for Heinrich
* Inga shakes her head
< 14Inga > I haven't seen him since breakfast when he brought the eggs in... he did say something about having to visit his mother this afternoon
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > thank you
* Inga smiles, and any doubts he might have over her truthfulness are lessened by it
< 14Inga > You would not like some food to take with you, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > no, I'll find him later
* @Morgan nods his head and turns to leave
* Inga returns to her baking
* @Morgan goes to his fathers study
* Inga is now known as Adalbrecht
* @Morgan knocks on the door
< 14Adalbrecht > come in
* @Morgan opens the door and enters
* Adalbrecht sits at the desk, smoking a cigar, and looking at the plans
< 08@Morgan > Do you have a moment?
* Adalbrecht smiles
< 14Adalbrecht > Always
< 08@Morgan > may I sit?
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > of couse
* @Morgan sits down, staring at the desk
* Adalbrecht watches him
< 14Adalbrecht > What troubles you?
< 08@Morgan > that depends who's asking
< 08@Morgan > my father or my graf
* Adalbrecht sucks on the cigar, inhaling deeply
< 14Adalbrecht > Your father, firstly
* @Morgan nods slightly
< 08@Morgan > I've dishonoured you
* Adalbrecht raises an eyebrow
< 14Adalbrecht > How?
< 08@Morgan > I threatened to run David Forrester through
* Adalbrecht frowns
< 14Adalbrecht > why?
< 08@Morgan > He essentially implied that Dietlinde's death was my doing and that, ifhe chose to leave and I made her stay, the same would happen to her
* Adalbrecht watches Morgan
< 14Adalbrecht > And how is that dishonouring me?
< 08@Morgan > It is not my place to threaten such.
* @Morgan looks up at his father
< 08@Morgan > he made me so angry
< 14Adalbrecht > Understandable. Had he said such a thing to me, he would be sporting at least one blackened eye
< 08@Morgan > Given the decision he has yet to make, my threatening him was not a good idea.
* Adalbrecht shrugs
< 14Adalbrecht > You may be wrong there
< 08@Morgan > no... no I dont think so. He was outraged that I threatened him. Frankly he's lucky I didn't beat him to death there and then
< 14Adalbrecht > _That_ would have been a problem
* @Morgan nods
< 14Adalbrecht > However, dont immediately discount your actions as being a hinderance. It shows how much you care for her, how hard you'll fight to protect her. Fathers usually appreciate that sort of thing
< 08@Morgan > not him
< 14Adalbrecht > I assume Lady Forrester is staying, regardless?
< 08@Morgan > I believe so, though I've not seen her since I saw her father
< 14Adalbrecht > Before all else, you need to know what will happen if he retracts his permission
* @Morgan nods
< 14Adalbrecht > Was there anything else you wished to tell me?
< 08@Morgan > no
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > As for what he said... What happened to Dietlinde, it was not your fault. And it will not happen to Molly
* @Morgan nods
* Adalbrecht watches him
< 14Adalbrecht > History dosnt always repeat itself, there is no reason for you to go through it again
< 08@Morgan > I know
* Adalbrecht sighs slightly, and leans forward
< 14Adalbrecht > I regret that you could not turn to me when you needed to
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I doubt it would have made a difference. I could not stay in the same place as Edward
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > It may have made it easier for you to return. It cannot have been easy to let another woman into your life like you have
< 08@Morgan > no... no it wasn't
< 14Adalbrecht > I don't envy you
< 08@Morgan > sometimes I wonder if it would have been easier had I succumbed to the enemies I've seen in Avalon
< 14Adalbrecht > I'm not sure I understand
< 08@Morgan > well, Sascha and Otto would not have had to endure all this, for a start
* Adalbrecht frowns
< 14Adalbrecht > You'd rather be dead, and throws Sudlachenburg to Edward?
< 08@Morgan > I didn't say that... I wondered if it perhaps would have been easier for all involved
< 14Adalbrecht > Not in the long term. And I doubt Lady Forrester would agree
< 08@Morgan > not now, no... some months back, maybe
< 08@Morgan > but that is by and by... that is not the case
< 14Adalbrecht > You can only move forward, there is no going back
< 08@Morgan > indeed
< 14Adalbrecht > what will you do if she decides she does not wish to be here?
< 08@Morgan > I cannot stop her
< 14Adalbrecht > will you stay here, choose another bride?
< 08@Morgan > I... I dont know
< 14Adalbrecht > It would be your duty
< 08@Morgan > I dont know I would be fit for such
< 14Adalbrecht > to stay, or to wed?
< 08@Morgan > either
* Adalbrecht shrugs
< 14Adalbrecht > I'm afraid here wouldn't be a choice
< 08@Morgan > There's always a choice, even if its not a good one
< 14Adalbrecht > If you could let Edward have Sudlachenburg, then yes
* @Morgan nods
< 14Adalbrecht > I think you'd just have to marry Alarice
< 08@Morgan > no... it would not be fair to her
< 14Adalbrecht > whyever not?
< 08@Morgan > its not something I expect you to understand father... or anyone else, for that matter.
< 14Adalbrecht > Perhaps you should try
< 08@Morgan > no... its a private thing, something she must go through herself until she is ready to ask for help
* Adalbrecht shrugs
< 14Adalbrecht > I have to marry her to someone, she can't control Koln alone
< 08@Morgan > no, I know... I'm not entirely happy with her marrying Edward...
< 14Adalbrecht > me either any more
< 08@Morgan > no?
< 14Adalbrecht > She deserves better
< 08@Morgan > frankly, yes
< 14Adalbrecht > _Varick_ deserves better, he will be a baron twice over, he needs to be raised properly
< 08@Morgan > that he does
* Adalbrecht looks thoughtful
< 14Adalbrecht > What about HeinzHarold?
* @Morgan looks dubious
< 08@Morgan > I dontthhink she'd appreciate his particular brand of humour
< 14Adalbrecht > perhaps... he's the only one I would trust
* @Morgan nods
< 14Adalbrecht > I thought the meeting went rather well
< 08@Morgan > indeed...
< 14Adalbrecht > you did well
< 08@Morgan > I had to
* Adalbrecht smiles a little lopsidedly
< 14Adalbrecht > These are your people, you will want their respect in the years to come, and these things help to build that
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I was wondering why the new villagers were not present
< 14Adalbrecht > Yes, I noticed that... after you left, it was one o many issues raised
< 08@Morgan > oh?
* Adalbrecht gets up, pouring them both a drink, setting a glass in front of Morgan
< 14Adalbrecht > There has been no integration at all
< 08@Morgan > that must be remedied as soon as possible
< 14Adalbrecht > yes, agreed. It is of a great concern to all, but not as much as that damned dog
< 08@Morgan > dog?
< 14Adalbrecht > There is a dog loose in the woods, attacking livestock. They're all up in arms over it, yet no-one seems to be able to catch it
< 08@Morgan > ah, yes... someone mentioned it to me
< 14Adalbrecht > They seem to think I'll be able to click my fingers and be rid of it
< 08@Morgan > well, of course
< 08@Morgan > I'll see what I can do
< 14Adalbrecht > I want to start building on tuesday
* @Morgan nods
* Adalbrecht downs his own measure of blokners comfort, setting the glass down carefully
< 14Adalbrecht > I am going to go and see your mother, perhaps you will join us soon?
< 08@Morgan > if you wish
< 14Adalbrecht > lets discuss the problem with her, and see if she has an idea how to make the forresters see our side of things.
* @Morgan nods, standing
< 14Adalbrecht > Perhaps you will send Heinrich to the kitchen and get some cakes, your mother loves such things
< 08@Morgan > I'll go... Heinrich's visiting his mother
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > I dont recall giving him leave
< 08@Morgan > I did
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > That is all fine...
< 08@Morgan > except...
< 14Adalbrecht > except lately, he seems to often not be where he is expected
< 08@Morgan > I think... he's found himself enamoured
< 14Adalbrecht > Oh, then we must get him wed, lets not have any pre-marital liasons between the staff
< 08@Morgan > I'll talk with him
< 14Adalbrecht > yes, that's wise. I shall see you upstairs
* @Morgan nods and leaves the room
< 14Adalbrecht > *it is on his way to the kitchen that he bumps in to Heinrich, looking much tidier
* Adalbrecht is now known as Heinrich
< 14Heinrich > Afternoon, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > Heinrich... you're just the person I need to speak to...
< 14Heinrich > another shave already, sir?
* Heinrich smiles
* @Morgan looks gravely at the man
< 08@Morgan > perhaps somewhere quiet...
* Heinrich nods, and opens the door to the library
* @Morgan goes inside
* Heinrich follows
< 14Heinrich > what is the problem, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > My father made mention that you are rarely where you are expected to be...
* Heinrich smiles
< 14Heinrich > I'm a busy man
* @Morgan looks seriously at him
< 08@Morgan > He thinks you should be married
* Heinrich grimaces
< 14Heinrich > what are the other options?
< 08@Morgan > stop any elicit rendezvous with... well, you know whom
* Heinrich blushes then
< 14Heinrich > Yes, I think you're right, fun though it is
< 08@Morgan > we cant risk a scandal, Heinrich
< 08@Morgan > I think, in your position, I would marry...
< 14Heinrich > why?
< 08@Morgan > you like the girl... she likes you... and lets be honest, you're getting no younger
< 14Heinrich > but like isnt enough, not to commit to just one woman forever
< 08@Morgan > then it must be stopped
* Heinrich nods forlornly
< 14Heinrich > I suppose you're right. I'll speak to her later
* @Morgan nods
* Heinrich nods in return
< 14Heinrich > was that all?
< 08@Morgan > my father wishes for some cakes to be brought to my mother
* Heinrich nods
< 14Heinrich > I'll go directly
< 08@Morgan > thank Heinrich
* @Morgan opens the door
* Heinrich steps out in to the corridor, and heads to the kitchen
* @Morgan closes the door and heads to find his father
Session Close: Sat Jan 23 03:09:56 2010

Session Start: Sat Jan 23 03:09:56 2010
Session Ident: #7thseaic
* Disconnected
Session Close: Sat Jan 23 03:09:56 2010

Session Start: Sat Jan 23 22:21:45 2010
Session Ident: #7thseaic
* Now talking in #7thseaic
* Heinrich is now known as Molly
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< 04Molly > **the corridor to the morning room is quiet, the deep gray slate flagstones by broken golden slants of sunshine shimmering and ebbing beneath his feet. The air is warm, and the house smells familiar
* @Morgan goes to the morning room, knocking quietly
< 04Molly > *his knocks are muffled by the high pitched, laughing shrieks of Varick, and the lower, more restrained laughs of Verity, followed by a light thud and the rattle of china
* @Morgan pushes the door open slowly
< 04Molly > Inside, Varick and Verity keep to the outsides of the room, laughing hard, as Molly stands in the middle, blindfolded, trying to locate them unseeing. She laughs as she does so. Unable to get her bearings, she headstowards Morgan, mistaking the sound of the door for their movements
* @Morgan stands stock still
* Molly 's forehead takes on her distinctive frown as the noise stops. Varick looks to Morgan, a finger to his lips
< 04Molly > *verity comes to Morgan almost silently, and whispers to him
< 04Molly > V: is all well, dear boy?
* @Morgan looks at his mother gravely before slowly shaking his head
* Molly turns back to face them
< 04Molly > V: are you hurt? Is your father hurt?
* @Morgan shakes his head again
< 04Molly > V: what has happened?
* Molly begins to move towards them carefully
* @Morgan leans in and whispers
< 08@Morgan > I've had a falling out with David...
< 04Molly > V: *she looks shocked* Oh dear
* Molly takes a few steps forward, now just 6 feet from them
* @Morgan nods, looking at Molly
* Molly continues forward, hands out in front, and comes to Morgan resting her hands against the warm breadth of his chest. She breaks into a broad grin, not moving away, and Varick starts to laugh
* @Morgan sighs slightly
< 04Molly > Va: That means it's your turn now!
< 08@Morgan > Perhaps later, Varick
* Molly removes the blindfold, grinning
< 04Molly > well, well, what a pleasant suprise!
* @Morgan looks at her solemnly
< 08@Morgan > I need to talk to you
* Molly frowns
< 04Molly > of course...
< 04Molly > Ve: Come, Varick, let us find your governess
< 04Molly > Va: *he goes to her, and she hustles him into the corridor
* @Morgan watches them leave
* Molly holds the length of navy satin fabric in her hand, looking tense
< 04Molly > what did you need to say?
< 08@Morgan > I spoke with your fathehr
* Molly nods
< 08@Morgan > we argued
< 04Molly > he has forbidden it then?
* @Morgan looks at the floor
< 08@Morgan > he refused to talk to me about it... though from what he said he has n o interest in staying here.
* Molly looks close to tears
< 04Molly > Oh, liebling...
< 08@Morgan > there's more. I... I threatened him
* Molly looks suddenly neutral
< 04Molly > why?
< 08@Morgan > he said something he shouldn't have
< 04Molly > what did he say?
< 08@Morgan > I'd rather not say
* Molly folds the fabric neatly, setting it on the sideboard
< 04Molly > I see
* @Morgan scratches his forehead
< 08@Morgan > I'm sorry
* Molly watches him
< 04Molly > for falling out with my father, or for not being able to explain why?
< 08@Morgan > the latter. Frankly, had anyone but him said what he said, they'd have died where they stood.
* Molly frowns
< 04Molly > If it is that awful, I think it is something I ought to know. I do not wish to be shielded like a child
* @Morgan shakes his head
< 08@Morgan > It is not something I wish to go over again
* Molly nods slightly
< 04Molly > What is happening to our marrirge?
< 08@Morgan > I dont know. I need to know what you will do if your father forbids it
< 04Molly > The same thing I had to do for so many years, be estranged from them
< 08@Morgan > That is not what I wish for you... I _will not_ force that upon you
* Molly looks away
< 04Molly > Force or not, it will no doubt be the consequence
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I hope it will not come to that
* Molly sighs
< 04Molly > yes, I know. How have things been left between you?
< 08@Morgan > not well. I told him to get out of my sight
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > and what will happen next?
< 08@Morgan > I suspect he'll find my father and tell him what I did
< 04Molly > I can not imagine that will go well
* @Morgan shakes his head
< 08@Morgan > no
* Molly looks at him
< 04Molly > It'd have better for you had you never met me
< 08@Morgan > no... no it wouldn't
* Molly bites her lip, shaking her head
< 04Molly > you would not need to deal with such things
< 08@Morgan > please, blossom... enough
* Molly looks to him,trying to read his expression through the shiny, hot tears that fill her eyes
< 04Molly > this is very hard
< 08@Morgan > I know.
* @Morgan frowns
< 04Molly > was it merely my answer you required?
< 08@Morgan > merely?
* Molly holds out her hands to him
* @Morgan takes them
< 04Molly > Once, it used to help you to talk with me
< 08@Morgan > This is a problem of my own making. Its a situation that you're tangled in and I will not make your choice harder by burdening you with my issues
* Molly moves closer to him, eyes steady on his
< 04Molly > Liebling, I love you. I have since- for a while. If I must set aside everything that matters to me, I would always choose you in preference to anyone else
* @Morgan squeezes her hands
< 08@Morgan > I'll do everything I can to see that that isn't the way it goes
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > As you wish
< 08@Morgan > Perhaps my father will be able to rescue the situation
< 04Molly > If I am completely honest, I have had enough of so much meddling
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > I did not expect it to be so hard to be here
* @Morgan shakes his head
< 08@Morgan > nor did I... certainly not from your father
* Molly moves closer, pressing against him with a cheeky grin
< 04Molly > perhaps we should run away, my love
< 08@Morgan > I've given it some thought...
< 08@Morgan > but I've spent too much time running
< 04Molly > Oh bu this time would be muh more pleasant, I promise...
< 08@Morgan > I've given my word, blossom
* Molly laughs softly
< 04Molly > which time?
< 08@Morgan > to return here
< 04Molly > We wouldnt have to go forever, just long enough for my reputation to be well and truly compromised
* Molly 's tone is light, not serious, playful
* @Morgan laughs
< 04Molly > It does sound appealing, does it not?
< 08@Morgan > indeed it does
< 04Molly > You need have no fear I will not go through with this wedding, I would not wish you to be afraid to lose me
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* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I could not bear such
* Molly shakes her head
< 04Molly > You would, you are stronger than you know
< 08@Morgan > no
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > you have survived thus far
< 08@Morgan > barely
* Molly rolls her eyes
< 04Molly >  That is not down to me
< 08@Morgan > mostly, it is
< 04Molly > you flatter me
* @Morgan shakes his head
< 04Molly > though flattery is usually the tool of those who want something, of course
< 08@Morgan > naturally
* Molly whispers in his ear
< 04Molly > and you know there is nothing you'd have to flatter me to get
* @Morgan blushes
* Molly giggles softly, and places a little kiss on his neck
* @Morgan sighs contentedly
* Molly presses closer to him, arms gently slipping behind his back, fingers fanning out to tentatively explore the shape of his body. Just as she brings her lips to the senstive skn below hs ear lobe, there is a hesitant knock at the door
< 08@Morgan > you know, the loft space is very quiet...
* Molly grins
< 04Molly > I have not seen it, though I would very much enjoy a tour, as soon as you're free to take me
* @Morgan disentangles himself
< 08@Morgan > come in
* Molly smiles, moving to the window, in the hope that the cool air settles her pounding heart and heated desires
< 04Molly > Ve: *she comes back in, lookng at Morgan, then Molly, and back* Dear boy, I hope I am not interuptng
< 08@Morgan > no, mother
< 04Molly > Ve: *she looks at Molly* You look flushed, my dear, come and take some tea.
* Molly comes and sits down, not quite looking at Morgan as she picks up the teapot and pours two cups
< 04Molly > Tea, Morgan?
< 08@Morgan > please
* Molly pours one for him also. She takes a sip of her tea, relaxng back in to the chair.
< 04Molly > Ve: *she looks at Morgan* How did the tenants take the news?
< 08@Morgan > I think they were shocked
< 04Molly > V: *she smiles* we all were
< 08@Morgan > they seemed to be generally pleased, though
< 04Molly > V: You wer always well liked, dear boy, even from the first day we allowed them to visit you whilst still n your cradle
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > Was he a good baby?
< 04Molly > V: *she nods* he was an angel, absolutely perfect
* Molly watches him briefly
< 08@Morgan > it was only as I reached the age where I could walk I became a problem
< 04Molly > V: *she smiles indulgently at Molly* he's always been a little too independant
* Molly grins
< 04Molly > It is merely one of many things I like about him
< 04Molly > V: *she goes to speak, but is interrupted by another knock at the door*
< 04Molly > V: come in
< 04Molly > *Alarice comes in, once more dressed in black, though she doesn't look as tired or pale, make up freshly applied. She smiles a little at Verity and Molly, but it becomes warmer when she looks at Morgan
< 04Molly > good afternoon
* @Morgan inclines his head
< 08@Morgan > Alarice
< 04Molly > *they all exchange greetings, and Alarice takes up a chair. The conversation turns to the wedding arrangements, and Molly and Verity chatter together. Alarice gets out some needlework.
< 04Molly > *It is not long after this that the door is opened, and Adalbrecht comes in, plate full of cakes in his hands. He sets them down on the table, smiling at them all.
< 04Molly > Ad: good afternoon
< 04Molly > *the women all respond in kind*
* @Morgan bows his head to his father
< 04Molly > AD: *he takes a seat beside Verity* I'd like a cup of tea...
< 04Molly > AL: *she takes up the pot, pouring some into a cup*
< 04Molly > AD: *he thanks her for it, and looks to Verity* The new villagers were not at the meeting. There are some issues in the integration
< 04Molly > V: Oh, oh dear. Is there any bad blood between them?
< 04Molly > AD: *he looks to Morgan* You have good nstincts for such things, what do you think?
* @Morgan looks down at his cup for a moment
< 08@Morgan > I suppose its possible there's some animosity... they were camped out as bandits. If I didn't have to think about it, I wouldn't be best impressed that such people had been allowed into my home
< 04Molly > AD: yes, you might well be right. The current villagers may feel threatened, and the new ones may feel unwelcome
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I'll see what I can find out
< 04Molly > AD: That reminds me, did you speak to Heinrich about his potential nuptials?
* Molly and Verity look interested, though Alarice's face colours as her eyes darken
* @Morgan nods
* Molly picks up the tea pot, topping up her cup to break the tension, and sets it back down quietly
< 04Molly > AD: *he grins at his wife, then Morgan* Well, you know what they say, when two women pour from the same pot, one will have a child within the year!
* Molly looks startled, immediately looking to Morgan. Alarice frowns deeply
* @Morgan mutters just loud enough to be heard
< 08@Morgan > and when two women and one man pour from it, a puppy shall be brought into the family...
* @Morgan looks up
< 08@Morgan > I wouldn't mind a dog
* @Morgan tops up his cup
* Molly starts to laugh, though it borders slightly on the hysterical for Morgan's liking
< 04Molly > AD: You can't make new superstitions, it does not work like that, and you, as a child of the Sudlache, ought to know that
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > not _every_ superstition is true... and, in point of fact, someone somewhere will have started them
< 04Molly > AD: *he frowns* I'd rather not be on the wrong side of them... and your wedding must adhere to them as strictly as possible
* @Morgan frowns at his father
< 08@Morgan > You needn't think I'm going to be sweeping up the unwanted dinnerware of the entire area... they'll use it as an excuse to get rid of it
* Molly looks to Morgan
< 04Molly > That is a tradition?
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > I don''t think I've heard of it before... what happens?
< 08@Morgan > All the guests bring their unwanted dishes and throw it on the floor, and the bride and groom have to sweep them up
* Molly looks thoughtful a moment
< 04Molly > and you dont like the idea?
< 08@Morgan > its sheer numbers... at a small wedding, there's twenty... thirty people with dishes...
* Molly looks at him
< 04Molly > and here, it would be hundreds of people, some who have lived here always, some brand new, all one big community, united in celebration and under the supervision of the graf...
< 04Molly > AD, VE and AL all just stare at her
* @Morgan looks at her suddenly
< 08@Morgan > no no no, I'm not sweeping up tons of dishes simply to ease tensions
< 04Molly > AD: That is exactly what you'll do. It is the best idea I've heard all year!
* Molly blushes, and looks to Morgan
* @Morgan looks at Alarice
< 08@Morgan > you see this? I'm surrounded by people astounded by each others cleverness, their genius solely aimed at giving me more work
< 04Molly > AL *she sits quiet placidly* perhaps
* Molly looks down at her teacup
< 08@Morgan > and you're not about to help me out, are you?
< 04Molly > AD: Tell me, at what point did pride or laziness prevent a Koertig heir from ever doing what was right or Sudlachenburg?
* @Morgan looks at his father
< 08@Morgan > You, sir... have taken all the fun out of that argument
< 04Molly > AD: *he shrugs, voice bland* Being a killjoy is expected of a Graf. In time, 've no doubt you'll become mildly competant at it yourself...
< 08@Morgan > I'm perfectly capable of that now, as any member of the Torrington estate will attest.
* Molly smiles sweetly at Adalbrecht
< 04Molly > Rest assured, my Lord, in my experience, your son can be a wonderul killjoy when it suits him!
* Molly then blushes hard as Verity and Adalbrecht laugh
< 04Molly > AD: That is settled then. There will be a Polterabend next week, so I will rustle you up a broom, veisgraf, an we shall see if your sweeping passes muster
< 08@Morgan > I may well need some instructional demonstration from a more experienced mentor... such as yourself
< 04Molly > AD: Ha! why my Polterabend is the only time I've ever lowered myself to sweeping!
* Molly sips her tea, eyes downcast
* @Morgan 's eyes cool rapidly
< 08@Morgan > you think honest work is beneath you?
< 04Molly > AD: No, but I think that I wouldnt want to swap the work I do for the work of others
< 08@Morgan > that, my lord, is not what you said
< 04Molly > AD: I was attempting to be humourous, though clearly you did not see that
< 08@Morgan > Frankly, you failed.
< 04Molly > AD: it happens. Though I'd rather that did not become public knowledge
* Molly smiles, looking to Morgan
< 04Molly > I've heard that before
< 08@Morgan > heard what before?
< 04Molly > about being wrong but not admitting to it...
< 08@Morgan > perhaps...
* Molly smiles at him. There is a knock on the door, and Adalbrecht answers it, then steps out, shutting the door behind him. Very rapidly, there is shouting, decreasing in volume as the speakers move away from the room
* @Morgan eyes the door suspiciously
< 08@Morgan > perhaps I should follow
* Molly stands
< 04Molly > I think perhaps we both should, this is my life they will be organising after all
* @Morgan nods, looking to his mother
< 08@Morgan > excuse us
< 04Molly > Ve: *she nods, dismissing them*
* @Morgan opens the door for Molly
* Molly goes out into the corridor, and follows the shouting to a wide hallway. They stand at the bottom of the stairs, yelling, as Molly and Morgan reach the top of the stairs, unseen.
< 04Molly > AD: You had no right to say that to him!
< 04Molly > DA: This is my daughter, I don't want to see her get killed here!
< 04Molly > AD: What happened to Dietlinde was not Morgan's fault, nor will Molly suffer such a fate, I would lay my own life to that end!
* Molly stops in her tracks, all the colour draining from her face
< 04Molly > DA: Are you tellng me that were she your daughter, you'd allow this marriage to take place, even after seeing her beaten like that?
< 04Molly > AD: *though to Morgan, he looks unsure, he nods with confidence* Yes, because I would have the good sense to listen to someone who knows more about the situation than I
< 04Molly > DA: And if you're wrong? What happens if she weds him and it all goes horribly wrong?
< 04Molly > AD: *his eyes narrow* She will be better provided for here than you ever could...
* @Morgan drops his head, shaking it
< 04Molly > DA: *he squares his shoulders* Financially, maybe, but love?
< 04Molly > AD: My lady wife and I already care for your daughter, and there is no doubting Morgan's love
< 04Molly > DA: Except...
< 04Molly > AD: *he takes a step towards David, voice carrying an edge of danger like a fine dracheneisen blade* Except what, Herr Forrester?
* @Morgan fishes in his pocket for a moment
< 04Molly > DA: Except that for her, this is everything, he has all her heart, she can only have a little tatter of whats left of his, she'll only ever be second best
* @Morgan looks at Molly before taking out his axe. Stepping out into the open, he runs the whetstone he fished out of his pocket along the blade, the noise easily heard
* Molly doesnt take her eyes from her father. When she speaks, it is loud, clear, final, only Morgan is close enough to see the pain in her eyes, the fingernails buried in her palms, the trembling that wracks her body from the anger. She speaks just as david and adalbrecht look up at Morgan
< 04Molly > How could you?! I told you if you EVER called me that, it would be over between us. Do you not think this is hard enough for me without your reminders?! I love Morgan, I went in to this with open eyes. I am an adult, and I deserve better than this. I wash my hands of you, David Forrester, you are not fit to call yourself my father!
* Molly turns swiftly from the top of the stairs, and storms off down the corridor
< 04Molly > AD and DA look up, watching Morgan, both looking a little guilty
* @Morgan puts the axe back in its frog, the whetstone in his pocket
< 04Molly > AD *he looks at David* Go to my study. Regardless of all else, having a daughter married to this family is better than no daughter at all, we may be able to resolve this
< 08@Morgan > I think you two have meddled enough
< 04Molly > DA *looking utterly defeated, he just nods*
< 04Molly > AD what do you suggest?
< 08@Morgan > I suggest you both go to your study, pour a drink, smoke a cigar and try to remember how to behave like civilised men.
< 04Molly > AD *he looks unsure* perhaps that would be wise
< 08@Morgan > Let me rephrase that... until you can both act like adults, like the honourable men you both claim to be, I will have nothing to do with any of you. More than pride rests on you two burying your differences, am I understood?
< 04Molly > AD yes, we will do as you say
< 04Molly > *they go, unspeaking, towards the study*
< 08@Morgan > Send word when you're both ready to apologise, and by Theus it had better be convincing
< 04Molly > *they both nod*
< 04Molly > DA and AD disapear through a door, leaving Morgan alone
* @Morgan goes in search of Molly
< 04Molly > *the steps into the loft space are steep, but once the top is reached, the loft spreads out massively, a few skylights here and there. In one corner, he can hear sobbing
* @Morgan goes over
* Molly sits on the floor, knees bent up, arms wrapped around them, her face buried against them. Her shoulders shake with the force of her sobbing
< 08@Morgan > blossom...
* Molly looks up, her breathing irregular, eyes red. She looks completely defeated
< 04Molly > Yes, liebes herz?
* @Morgan holds out his arms
* Molly looks unsure for a moment, before standing and going to him, and standing in the protection of his arms
* @Morgan holds her tight
* Molly tries to hold back the barage of tears, but fails, weeping hard against his chest, head tucked beneath his chin
< 08@Morgan > you should've stayed with my mother
* Molly shakes her head, trying to speak
< 04Molly > n-no, its b-b-better that I know wh-whats being said
< 08@Morgan > You cant leave it like this blossom
< 04Molly > no, I'll have to arrange their transport home
< 08@Morgan > dont be silly... would you like to know whats going on, right now?
< 04Molly > truly, I dont think it can make any difference
< 08@Morgan > they're in my fathers study... trying to think of a suitable apology
* Molly pulls closer in to him
< 04Molly > I can't forgive him again
< 08@Morgan > I think you're wrong, blossom...
< 04Molly > why?
< 08@Morgan > because I'm not willing to believe that you would be willing to cast aside the ties to your mother so easily
< 04Molly > I'd rather not, but I told him the day we asked permission for our bethrothal that if he ever said-... what he said, then I would never speak to him again
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > I had hoped he'd changed hs opinions since that day, but clearly I was misled
< 08@Morgan > You're in a very strong position, Molly
< 04Molly > I'm not sure I understand
< 08@Morgan > downstairs are two men feeling very guilty at their behaviour... that puts you in a position of power
< 04Molly > Dammit I don't need power, I need compassion, I need to know that they don't think such things
< 08@Morgan > you knew your father thought such to begin with
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I suppose so, but I didn't need him to voice it
< 08@Morgan > tahts as maybe, but getting hysterical over something you knew he thought is a waste of time.
* Molly pulls away a little, looking up at him. Her eyes search his
< 04Molly > you think I am hurt unnecessarily, liebling?
< 08@Morgan > no... I understand. My point is that there will be time to be upset later.
* Molly tilts her chin up, wiping away the tears
< 04Molly > What do you want of me?
* @Morgan looks solemnly at her
< 08@Morgan > We have a chance to put an end to their meddling, to their demands...
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > tell me what to do liebling, and I'll do it, but not for them, but for you
< 08@Morgan > I think its time they saw that we are not to be trifled with, dont you?
* Molly nods, smiling slightly
< 04Molly > As you wish, liebling
< 08@Morgan > Follow my lead, blossom... I think its time they sweated for a bit
* Molly nods, loosening her grip on him
* @Morgan offers his arm
* Molly suddenly stops him, and moves closer to him, her body inline with his. Her arms go round his neck, and she firmly presses her lips to his, a kiss full of need, a search for reassurnce to know all is well
* @Morgan returns the kiss
* Molly deepens it, parting her lips beneath his, her tongue gently probing against his lips
* @Morgan runs his tongue along her lip, running his fingers across her neck
* Molly sighs deeply, a slight purring noise eminating from her throat. All the built up anger and tension washes out of her, and she becomes softer, more pliable against him
* @Morgan pulls away slightly, running kisses down her neck
* Molly arches her back, feeling the tingling running down to her toes, breasts crushed against his broad chest as her fingers weave into his hair
* @Morgan pulls her tight to him for a moment
< 08@Morgan > come, blossom... lets get this sorted now
* Molly squeezes him briefly before tking his hand
< 04Molly > yes, strike whilst the iron is hot...
< 08@Morgan > indeed
< 04Molly > **They find David and Adalbrecht in the study.
* @Morgan enters the room without knocking
< 04Molly > *The two men sit one on either side of the desk, smokin and drinking
* Molly follows Morgan, then stands beside him, waiting to follow his lead
* @Morgan looks at the two men
< 08@Morgan > well?
< 04Molly > *both men look like scolded children.
< 04Molly > AD: I am sorry for being obnoxious and meddling in affairs that are not my own
* @Morgan looks to Molly
< 08@Morgan > is that enough?
< 04Molly > For the time being, yes
* @Morgan nods, then looks at David
< 08@Morgan > take my word, David, yours had better be much more heartfelt
< 04Molly > Da: *he looks to Molly* I am truly, deeply sorry Molly. It was insensitive of me to voice such an opinion, but it hurts me to see you not have all you deserve
* @Morgan fixes him with a cold stare
< 08@Morgan > you just cant help it, can you...
* Molly looks at him equally coolly
< 04Molly > Da: I just want what's best for her
< 08@Morgan > You've been warned to keep that opinion to yourself on numerous occasions... yet you still reel it out any chance you get
* Molly continues to watch him, though she moves slightly closer to Morgan
< 04Molly > Who do you love more, Peter, James or me?
< 04Molly > Da: *he frowns* I love you all the same, but for diferent reasons
* Molly looks briefly to Morgan with a slight smile, before the coolness returns as she looks to David
< 04Molly > and if you had to choose between us, who would you pick?
< 04Molly > Da: I couldn't do it.
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > And that applies, even though Peter was first? You do not love him much much more than James? Or both of them much more than me?
< 04Molly > DA
< 04Molly > DA: No, o course not.
* Molly shrugs, her voice suddenly sounding lower, almost as if a warning
< 04Molly > Bear what you have just told me in mind before repeating that tired out nonsense any further in this conversation. Do you not agree, liebling?
< 08@Morgan > Quite
< 04Molly > DA: *he remains quiet*
* Molly looks to Morgan, waiting to see what he has planned
< 08@Morgan > Obviously the meddling in our relationship has caused no end of problems. So it stops here and now
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > Ad: what sort of meddling?
< 08@Morgan > All of it
< 04Molly > AD: including the Polterband?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > thats a tradition and it serves a purpose... its acceptable.
< 04Molly > AD: and your work on the new settlement?
< 08@Morgan > If I wish to take time to see Molly, that is what I will do, regardless of what errands you have planned for me
< 04Molly > AD: *he looks shocked* and if I refuse?
* @Morgan leans on the desk
< 08@Morgan > I will not honour a promise to a man with no honour. I have a ship, and I will use it.
< 04Molly > AD: *his mouth gapes*
* Molly forces herself not to laugh
< 08@Morgan > Its quite simple. I am either trusted to do what is right... or I am not, in which case I shall not endure here
< 04Molly > AD *nods sullenly*
< 04Molly > DA: *he watches Morgan quietly*
* @Morgan turns his head towards david, still leaning on the desk
< 04Molly > Da:*he stays silent, hoping to escape punishment*
< 08@Morgan > You... will make a decision about the offer my father has made. You will make it soon, the position needs to be filled, by you or by another. You will not mention Dietlinde again, in _any_ context, or my promise to you will be fulfilled.
< 04Molly > DA: which promise?
* @Morgan shifts so his sword is visible
< 08@Morgan > am I understood?
< 04Molly > DA: yes sir
* @Morgan looks back to his father
< 08@Morgan > I want an office. Should David take your offer, he should have one also.
< 04Molly > AD: *he watches, though chargrined by the restrictions and demands, the pride shines through* of course. pick an unused room
* @Morgan turns back to David
< 08@Morgan > a final point... you upset my bride to be again, and running you through would be a mercy in comparison to what I'll do to you
< 04Molly > DA: *he nods*
* @Morgan stands and looks at Molly
< 08@Morgan > anything you wish to add?
< 04Molly > Yes. *she looks at Adalbrecht, then David* The decision to wed is ours alone. Permission or coercion will no longer have any effect. Do you understand?
< 04Molly > *they both nod*
* Molly grins briely at Morgan, both eyebrows rising.
< 04Molly > Also, father, you promise with Morgan is now released, as you have proven you cannot maintain enough honour to make a gentleman's agreement.
< 04Molly > DA *he frowns, whilst Adalbrecht looks puzzled. She looks at both of them*
< 04Molly > We shall sleep where we please, in what bed we please, and whatever we choose to do within that bed is our business and none of yours.
* Molly raises her chin, straightening her shoulders
< 04Molly > *they both look horrified, and begin objecting* but-... you cant-... what wou-... it's not-...
* Molly raises her hand
< 04Molly > We'll just leave then, and that'll b then end of it all. *she looks to Morgan* I hear Numa is nice for weddings in the summer
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I suspect HeinzHarold would be good aboard ship
< 04Molly > And we'll have Varick, til we have those grandchildren they're so keen on *she shrugs* a life at sea eh? *she looks at AD* Just Edward as an heir?
< 04Molly > AD: All right, all right, do what you please.
< 04Molly > DA: *he looks as if he's going to object*
< 04Molly > No daughter? I'm sure mama would be very pleased with you. Be interesting to see how you'll cope when she comes with us instead....
< 04Molly > Da *he sighs* fine
* Molly squeezes Morgan's hand
< 08@Morgan > Good...
* Molly smiles smugly
< 04Molly > Now, if you 'gentlemen' will excuse us, we have things to be getting along with *she winks at Morgan, making it slightly overly theatrical so that they see it*
* @Morgan looks at the two men for a moment before turning and opening the door
* Molly sashays out into the hall, waiting for Morgan
* @Morgan leaves the room, closing the door
* Molly beckons him to follow her, and she runs through the house to the back garden.
* @Morgan follows
* Molly bursts out into the summer sunshine, and begins to laugh uncontrollably
< 04Molly > oh my!
* @Morgan scratches his head
* Molly flops down on the grass, reclining like a pampered cat, luxuriating in the sun
< 04Molly > Why did you never tell me that revenge was so very much fun!?
< 08@Morgan > I did... you weren't listening
* Molly laughs
< 04Molly > perhaps I was too pure then
< 08@Morgan > possibly
* Molly watches him
< 04Molly > have I upset you
< 08@Morgan > no, blossom... surprised me, perhaps, but not upset
< 04Molly > suprised? why?
< 08@Morgan > I didn't tghink you'd go quite _that_ far
* Molly raises an eyebrow
< 04Molly > You ought to know by now that I always like to gamble for hih stakes
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I've noticed
< 04Molly > Sometimes, its pays off
< 04Molly > Though I do not see it as 'that far'
< 08@Morgan > no?
< 04Molly > for two reasons... firstly, we are due to be married in 14 days...
< 08@Morgan > yes...
< 04Molly > and second, I've been prepared to come to your bed since you asked me in february...
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > My ultimatum makes no demands on you, liebling, but I am not adhering to rules that they have no right to make
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I understand
< 04Molly > I want your thoughts, not your comprehension...
* Molly grins
< 08@Morgan > its not my thoughts you're after
* Molly raises an eyebrow
< 04Molly > Oh really? what is it then?
* @Morgan smiles
< 08@Morgan > you know full well
* Molly fakes deep thought, biting her lip
< 04Molly > No, I rather think you'll have to show me...
< 08@Morgan > I think not... certainly not here
* Molly grins
< 04Molly > apparently the loft space is very quiet...
< 08@Morgan > well... there's an office to find...
* Molly sighs
< 04Molly > all right liebling, if that is what you would prefer
< 08@Morgan > I'm given to understand the west wing doors are all lockable...
< 04Molly > they'd make a good office then
< 08@Morgan > you're missing my point...
< 08@Morgan > the loft cannot be locked
< 04Molly > Oh! *she blushes* yes, it's very important that we find you an ofice, and as there are so many potential rooms, it might take all afternoon...
< 08@Morgan > indeed
* Molly gets up off the grass, going to his side. she takes his hand and damn near pulls him ino the building
< 04Molly > *having just et Adalbrecht and Davd in line for their meddling, the atmosphere is light between them, bouyant. In search of an office in the west wng, she takes him by the hand, through a heavy mahogany door, out of the late afternoon sunshine, and into the corridors of die dauerhaftigkeit. She waits for him to lead the way, keeping her hand in his
* @Morgan heads towards the west wing
< 04Molly > How many rooms _are_ there here, liebling?
< 08@Morgan > I dont actually remember... a lot
* Molly grins
< 04Molly > Have you ever counted them?
< 08@Morgan > no...
< 04Molly > I cannot imagine having to clean so many
< 08@Morgan > thats not exactly my idea of fun either
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > what _is_ your idea of fun?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > I dont really know
* Molly nods, looking around the hallways they walk through
< 04Molly > I rather found the look on our fathers faces quite fun
< 08@Morgan > Its about time they had a little humility
< 04Molly > I agree, though perhaps it was a little too harsh of me...
< 08@Morgan > no... they needed to learn that we wont be herded around like that
* Molly looks at the difference in decoration as they enter the west wing, slightly dated, a less used part of the house
< 04Molly > I suppose so...
< 08@Morgan > you wish to return and apologise?
< 04Molly > no, but I do feel a little guilty
* @Morgan shakes his head
< 08@Morgan > dont
* Molly looks to him, biting her lip
< 04Molly > It was not a demand you would have made
< 08@Morgan > thats beside the point. _they_ dont know that
< 04Molly > Of that I'm glad, it makes me seem less... *she shrugs* wanton
< 08@Morgan > regardless, they needed some shock to bring them back to reality... they've both gotten too comfortable in their perceived position of power
* Molly looks at him
< 04Molly > Do you look forward to being Graf here?
< 08@Morgan > no... I'm able to move around easier now than I would be then
< 04Molly > *they get to a short corridor with several suitable rooms*
< 04Molly > What would you choose to do with our life, were his not your future?
< 08@Morgan > I dont know... its not an avenue of thought I've ever had open
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > True enough... *she looks at the doors* where should we begin?
< 08@Morgan > this one I suppose
* Molly smiles, and opens the door for him
* @Morgan sticks his head round the frame
< 04Molly > *the room is very plain, barely any furniture in it
* @Morgan edges inside
< 08@Morgan > what do you think?
* Molly looks around
< 04Molly > It is... umm... ready to transform
< 08@Morgan > no, I dont like it either
< 04Molly > another, perhaps?
< 08@Morgan > I think so
* Molly goes out of the room, opening the door opposite. She starts to laugh
* @Morgan goes to her side
< 04Molly > *the room is packed to the rafters with old furniture
< 08@Morgan > well, that explains where that lot went
< 04Molly > Oh definately! I don't think this will work
< 08@Morgan > what wont?
< 04Molly > this room
< 08@Morgan > no...
* Molly takes his hand, and leads him to the next one
< 04Molly > *this room is quite nice, already has a desk, and a few chairs. It faces the coachyard
* @Morgan looks around appreciatively
P* Molly frowns slightly, but smiles
< 04Molly > It has all you might need
< 08@Morgan > then why the frown?
* Molly blushes
< 04Molly > well, the window... it isnt particularly private
< 08@Morgan > thats what shutters are for
* Molly bites her lower lip, and smiles
< 08@Morgan > though, if you wish, we'll keep looking
< 04Molly > Yes, the closed shutters might attract gossip
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > as you wish
* Molly moves towards the door, and out into the opposite one. She stops suddenly in the threshold. The room is very like her study on the Rose, the same colours, one book lined wall, a couch by the window. She looks at him, suprised
< 08@Morgan > well... who'd have thought it
< 04Molly > Strange, very strange...
< 08@Morgan > Mind you, its Eisen design...
* Molly goes in, running her hands along the bookshelf. She shivers slightly
< 04Molly > It's almost like going back in time...
* @Morgan frowns slightly
* Molly turns to him with a smile, and goes to the desk, leaning against it. Her voice becomes soft, eyes far away
< 04Molly > It brings to mind the last time I saw you there, just before you left in Freiburg
* @Morgan nods
* Molly smiles softly
< 04Molly > It was only after, whilst you were delayed in your return, that I realised that I should have told you that day that I cared
< 08@Morgan > Its strange that we've come so far while actually ending up fairly close to that point
< 04Molly > I'm not sure I understand...
* Molly sits on the edge of the desk, and holds her hands out to him
< 08@Morgan > come so far in terms of our relationship, but ended up so close to Freiburg
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > Its almost as if I was meant to come here
* @Morgan nods
* Molly looks around
< 04Molly > I like this room best...
* @Morgan nods
* @Morgan goes to her
* Molly takes his hands
< 04Molly > I would never have believed this could happen, had you told me then
< 08@Morgan > I'm not sure I would have, either
* Molly reaches up, touching his cheek tentatively
< 04Molly > You are the best thing that has ever happened to me
< 08@Morgan > I think you overestimate my influence in any sphere
* Molly grins playfully, and gently chews the corner of her lip
< 04Molly > oh no, I am well aware of the influence you have upon me...
* @Morgan blushes
* Molly shuffles forward, and whispers in his ear
< 04Molly > and definately the influence you had-... *she seems to change her mind, and pulls back, blushing also*
< 04Molly > sorry
< 08@Morgan > there's no need to be
< 04Molly > Oh there is, for  know exactly what I was going to say
* @Morgan looks intrigued
* Molly blushes harder
< 04Molly > It was umm... quite improper
* @Morgan laughs
< 08@Morgan > that, for some reason, doesn't surprise me
* Molly laughs as well
< 04Molly > You've come to expect such from me?
< 08@Morgan > to a point
* Molly tilts her head, intrigued
< 04Molly > only to a point, liebling?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > to the point that you get too embarrassed to say it
< 04Molly > I would hate to look silly to you
< 08@Morgan > that could never happen
< 04Molly > Perhaps I should test that statement..
* @Morgan shrugs slightly
* Molly keeps her eyes on his, watching him intently
< 08@Morgan > that, of course, is your choice
* Molly smiles, and moves slightly so that he s stood directly in front of her. She lowers her voice, and studies his expression as she speaks
< 04Molly > I was going to say that I definately remember the influence you had upon _my_ spheres. *she looks down at her cleavage, and the tip of her tongue nervously moistens her lower lip*
* @Morgan laughs
< 08@Morgan > I must confess the memory of that has kept me warm on cold nights
* Molly looks up, suprised by his response
< 04Molly > m-... me too liebling, it is remembered very very clearly in my mind, and my heart
* @Morgan squeezes her hands
< 08@Morgan > I suspect both our fathers would go into apoplexy were they to find out about that
* Molly squeezes back
< 04Molly > let them, it would not stop me repeating it!
* @Morgan chuckles
< 08@Morgan > quite
* Molly watches him, though slightly nervously
< 04Molly > It s repeated in my mind almost every night...
* @Morgan raises an eyebrow
< 08@Morgan > perhaps... once this room is better established *he looks at the desk* and cleaned... we might repeat it
* Molly grins
< 04Molly > You have a broom and some rags to hand?
* @Morgan laughs
< 08@Morgan > We could go and ask Heinrich I suppose
< 04Molly > Oh, that could only end well. 'excuse me Heinrich, can you clean and tidy this room so that we might untidy it a little'
< 08@Morgan > I was more thinking about finding a broom and rags... I wouldn't ask Heinrich to clean the room
< 08@Morgan > if its to be mine, it needs to be mine from the outset
* Molly raises her eyebrows, and shifts forward, her knees parting enough to allow him to stand between her legs, though not close enough to be too blatant.
< 04Molly > Does that include me also, liebling?
< 08@Morgan > no... you had to be fought for
* Molly looks suprised
< 04Molly > You think so?
< 08@Morgan > it might only have been a battle with myself, but it was a battle nonetheless
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > True enough. Though I was always a willing conquest, and easy prize
< 08@Morgan > never easy
< 04Molly > Oh you are so wrong liebling...
* @Morgan shakes his ehad
< 08@Morgan > to say that implies the prize is not worth winning, which is not the case
< 04Molly > You think I am worth the fight you had?
< 08@Morgan > I do
< 04Molly > I think you overestimate my influence in all spheres
* Molly grins
* @Morgan smiles
< 04Molly > In my case, you were a prize of no fight, just patience and a lack of setting my hat at you
* @Morgan laughs
< 08@Morgan > quite
* Molly shuffles forward, the fabric of her skirt going taut as its pulled by her knees
< 04Molly > You were worth the wait
* @Morgan blushes
* Molly looks intrguied
< 04Molly > what makes you flush so? is it my words, or my nearness
< 08@Morgan > your nearness, I think
* Molly starts to move back
< 04Molly > Oh, I'm sorry
* @Morgan pulls on her slightly
< 08@Morgan > that doesn't necessarily mean I'm uncomfortable
* Molly blushes now
< 04Molly > Oh! Good, I would hate to make you feel so
* @Morgan nods
* Molly lowers her voice, becoming slightly husky
< 04Molly > In fact, I'd like to make you very, very comfortable indeed...
* @Morgan blushes hard
* Molly giggles, bringing his hand to her lips, a soft kiss in his upturned palm
< 04Molly > How much cleaning would you imagine needs doing?
< 08@Morgan > I'm not sure... I dread to think whats in the drawers
* Molly sniggers
< 08@Morgan > oh please, this is serious business
* Molly tries not to laugh, her shoulders shaking.
< 04Molly > yes, yes, you're right
* @Morgan frowns slightly, eyes glazing over
< 08@Morgan > I wonder...
* Molly kisses his hand again
< 04Molly > wonder what, dear heart?
< 08@Morgan > The class of ship I served on had a desk that I very much liked... I wonder if one could be sourced
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > I would have thought so, though it may be very expensive
< 08@Morgan > possibly
< 04Molly > what was it like?
< 08@Morgan > very similar to this one, but the covering was a dark blue, and the wood was darker
< 04Molly > it sounds lovely, though I would feel horrible to sit on it
< 08@Morgan > I dont know I'll be able to find one... they were only on two classes of ship
< 04Molly > Surely such ships must still exist?
< 08@Morgan > yes, but I'm fairly sure the captain will be using the desk
* Molly laughs
< 04Molly > you could buy it, could you not?
< 08@Morgan > the ship?
< 04Molly > you said you'd like another...
< 08@Morgan > yes, but I also said I want the other to have a certain name... and its bad luck to rename a ship
* Molly looks suprised
< 04Molly > you would build it?
< 08@Morgan > well... I've tried wishing it into existence, but its just not happening
* Molly laughs
< 04Molly > wishing for things often doesnt... I noticed that several months ago
< 08@Morgan > oh?
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > If you want something, you must make it happen
< 08@Morgan > indeed
< 04Molly > like this...
* Molly moves closer, and kisses him quickly before pulling away
* @Morgan blushes slightly
< 08@Morgan > I see
< 04Molly > I rather hoped you would!
* @Morgan nods
* Molly tears her eyes from him, looking round the room.
< 04Molly > An hour or two...
< 08@Morgan > hmm?
< 04Molly > to clean here.... though longer if you wish to turn out all the drawers *she winks* and cupboards
* @Morgan laughs
< 08@Morgan > perhaps we should get to it
* Molly nods, shuffling forward on the desk, close against him, and grinning wickedly
< 04Molly > definately
* @Morgan blushes slightly, pulling her closer
* Molly smiles more broadly, wrapping her arms round his waist
< 04Molly > unfortunately liebling, I can't get up like this...
* @Morgan nods, reluctantly pulling away
< 04Molly > the sooner we begin, the sooner we can take advantage of the space...
* Molly stands up, and kisses his cheek, holding him close
< 08@Morgan > indeed blossom
* Molly pulls away, keeping one hand in his as she leads him to the door.
< 04Molly > I think it will be the best motivated cleaning this room has ever seen
* @Morgan laughs
< 08@Morgan > most likely
< 04Molly > *they head off to find Heinrich*
* Molly steps into the quiet corridor, waiting for Morgan to follow, eager to get the cleaning done
* @Morgan steps out, closing the door behind him
* Molly grins
< 04Molly > where do you think we will find Heinrich?
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< 08@Morgan > could be anywhere
* Molly nods, and leads back through to the main part of the house. Far sooner than they expect to see hm, they come up behind him as he stands n a bay window, looking out (how observant is morgan being?)
< 08@Morgan > (fairly)
< 04Molly > *Heinrich frowns a little at what he's watching. He lets out a heavy, almost forlorn, sigh as he leans against the window frame
* @Morgan glances out of the window
< 04Molly > **Inga trails along behind Alarice, carrying the train of Morgan's cousin, looking slightly bored, nodding at whatever Alarice is saying
< 08@Morgan > it sounds like something more than like to me, old man
< 04Molly > *he whips round, obviously uncomortable. He bows on seeing Molly*
< 04Molly > My Lord, my Lady...
* Molly curtsies back, though looks to Morgan
< 04Molly > Heinrich: *looking to Morgan* Can I get you anything?
* @Morgan nods slowly
< 08@Morgan > A broom and some rags
< 04Molly > Heinrich: *he looks confused* You would not want a servant, my Lord? I can go and send in Inga if you need *his eyes light up slightly*
* @Morgan sighs slightly
* Molly looks intrigued by Morgans reaction
< 08@Morgan > no... no, I want to do it myself.
< 04Molly > Heinrich: *he nods* I will go immediately *he bows*
< 08@Morgan > I think you and I will need another conversation soon
* Molly looks to Morgan
< 04Molly > Shall I wait for you in your office?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > pleaseķ
* Molly nods, and turns, going back down the corridor
* @Morgan looks earnestly at Heinrich
< 04Molly > Heinrich looks like a deer in a rifle's sight
* Molly is now known as Heinrich
< 14Heinrich > My Lord?
< 08@Morgan > It goes beyond like, doesn't it?
< 14Heinrich > No, but the forbidden fruit is all the sweeter...
< 08@Morgan > no... I dont think you'd be staring all forlorn at her if that was all it comes to
< 14Heinrich > Heinrich *he frowns* I wasnt
* @Morgan smiles at him
< 08@Morgan > you think?
< 14Heinrich > Heinrich : *he sighs* It'll pass
< 08@Morgan > I see... so you're determined to be the martyr...
< 14Heinrich > No point committing to something thats a passing fancy, she could never be happy with someone like me
< 08@Morgan > what makes you think so?
< 14Heinrich > They're always a passing fancy so far, this is no different...
< 08@Morgan > I can see you're going to be too blockheaded to listen
< 14Heinrich > *he shakes his head* It isnt right, for her or for me
< 08@Morgan > why?
< 14Heinrich > she needs a husband who knows what he's doing, who is wealthy
< 08@Morgan > I'd say you know what you're doing
< 14Heinrich > and _I'd_ say it'd just be a matter of time before the next pretty girl catches my eye... a fling is all well and good, but I could never give her more... and now even that must stop
* @Morgan frowns
< 08@Morgan > I dont like seeing you unhappy
< 14Heinrich > *he grins lopsidedly* I'll live... providing she takes it well
* @Morgan sighs slightly
< 14Heinrich > Call on me tomorrow, and you may fnd me a very grave man....
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > probably
< 08@Morgan > this house must continue to run smoothly, Heinrich
< 14Heinrich > Even if I have to leave, it will
< 08@Morgan > I hope it does not come to that
< 14Heinrich > me either, but knowing her temperament, it might
< 08@Morgan > you've bitten off more than you can chew, I assume
* Heinrich 's eyes glass over with a lust glow
< 14Heinrich > Oh most definately
* @Morgan tilts his head slightly
< 08@Morgan > you've erred if it has come to such a point where you think she may force you to leave
< 14Heinrich > 'when she's your lover, you are friends... and when its over, anything but.' is that not how the saying goes?
< 08@Morgan > You've put me in a very difficult position, Heinrich
< 14Heinrich > why, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > I do not like to see you so unhappy... further, my options are to put an end to the affair, risking no end of strife, or disobey my father and allow it to run its course, which may well end the same way
* Heinrich shakes his head
< 14Heinrich > it has to be ended, such things never remain a secret
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I will not let you leave willingly, you realise that?
* Heinrich smiles wryly
< 14Heinrich > I dont think there'd be a choice
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > I'm not so sure
* Heinrich looks out of the window once more, where Inga is being told off by Alarice, her head bowed
< 14Heinrich > I am
< 08@Morgan > its a big house
< 14Heinrich > Yes...
< 08@Morgan > I'm having an office in... *he points over his shoulder* that wing
* Heinrich nods
< 14Heinrich > I should bring the cleaning things there?
< 08@Morgan > you're missing my point...
< 08@Morgan > as usual
< 14Heinrich > which would be?
< 08@Morgan > its very possible to keep you out of eachothers way
< 14Heinrich > possibly, yes
< 08@Morgan > and I'm going to require help once my plans come to fruition
< 14Heinrich > plans, my Lord?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > ships, at the moment
* Heinrich nods
< 14Heinrich > That might be interesting...
< 08@Morgan > indeed.
< 14Heinrich > Shall I get your things, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > please
* Heinrich goes out towards the kitchen
* @Morgan sighs and heads back to his office
* Heinrich sits on the desk again, her legs swinging a little as she leans back
* Heinrich is now known as Molly
< 04Molly > ((lmao))
* Molly sits on the desk again, her legs swinging a little as she leans back
* @Morgan goes into the room
* Molly smiles at him, getting off the desk
< 04Molly > Is all well?
< 08@Morgan > its like... I'm surrounded by people determined to be unhappy
< 04Molly > not me liebling... I am determined to be happy
< 08@Morgan > good
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > and I am determined to try to make you happy
< 08@Morgan > that part should happen fairly easily
* Molly raises an eyebrow
< 04Molly > Oh, really?
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > Is Heinrich in some sort of trouble?
< 08@Morgan > h yes
* Molly goes to Morgan's side
< 04Molly > how so, liebling?
< 08@Morgan > I think he's chosen to play in the wrong garden, so to speak... I think she may be a little much for him to handle
* Molly grins
< 04Molly > Sometims the heart leads us to make very silly choices...
< 08@Morgan > I'm not sure its his heart making the choices
< 04Molly > Oh, what then?
* @Morgan blushes slightly
< 04Molly > **theres a knock on the door**
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > saved by the bell, liebes herz
* @Morgan smiles
< 08@Morgan > come in
< 04Molly > *Heinrich comes in with a broom, mop, bucket of hot soapy water and a bag of rags
< 04Molly > Here we are, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > thank you Heinrich
< 04Molly > *he bows* Is that all, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > for now, yes
< 08@Morgan > though... could you arrange for the room opposite to be cleaned out?
< 04Molly > *he nods* ye my lord
< 04Molly > *he goes*
* Molly smiles at Morgan
< 04Molly > You have plans for the other room?
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > you arent going to share?
< 08@Morgan > I'm laying down the foundations to keep that man here
< 04Molly > Why would you need to?
* Molly takes up the broom, and starts sweeping. She audibly sighs, and it sounds distinctly pleasureable
< 08@Morgan > because when he calls it off with Inga, there's a fair chance there's going to be all manner of trouble
< 04Molly > but she seems so sweet and biddable
* Molly 's work is quick, but perfectly skilled
< 08@Morgan > I know... I suspect there's more to her than meets the eye
< 04Molly > thats a shame... I'm led to believe that men prefer sweet and biddable wives
< 08@Morgan > he point blank refuses to even think about marriage
* Molly looks suprised
< 04Molly > Well, if he's compromised her, he'll have to!
* @Morgan laughs
* Molly stops sweeping and looks at him
< 04Molly > what is so funny, dearest?
< 08@Morgan > If that were truly the case, he'd most likely have been married years ago
* Molly looks suprised, and then blushes
< 04Molly > he has... compromised... many women?
< 08@Morgan > I dont think compromised is the right word... it does take two to tango, so to speak
* Molly starts sweeping again
< 04Molly > I suppose there are less comments made when it is a gentleman who has had many... dalliances... it is expected from you
< 08@Morgan > I'm not entirely sure I like your implications
* Molly looks up
< 04Molly > what do you perceive them to be?
* @Morgan looks at her seriously
< 08@Morgan > that all men are implicitly guilty of corrupting women, but that they get no blame for it from society
* Molly looks at him
< 04Molly > I of all women, know that women are just as guilty, if not more so in my case, of being motivated by desire... however, *she sighs* I am also well aware of the repurcussions of being thought of so
< 08@Morgan > you think I should demand he marries her?
* Molly looks away
< 04Molly > without knowing if thats what she wants, someone else making the decision for her may not improve the situation
< 08@Morgan > perhaps you should talk to her
* Molly looks thoughtful
< 04Molly > Is it not over-stepping my place?
< 08@Morgan > I dont think so
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I'll find her after the chapel service tomorrow
* @Morgan nods
* Molly scoops up the dust, and puts it out of the window. She sets aside the broom, taking up the mop
< 04Molly > Do you not feel that it is expected of gentleman to be... lusty... but that women should be chaste?
* @Morgan shrugs, wiping the desk off
< 04Molly > I think it is more prevalent in high society also...
* Molly starts mopping, swift but accurate
< 08@Morgan > probably
< 08@Morgan > there is more at stake amongst them, I think
< 04Molly > was it so in the court circles of Eisen when you were there?
< 08@Morgan > I missed a lot of it... the war and whatnot
* Molly speaks, slightly distractedly
< 04Molly > yes, I had not thought of that
* Molly finishes the mopping in silence
< 04Molly > well, that's the floor done
* @Morgan nods, running his hand over the desk
* Molly wipes her brow with the back of her hand, and leans the mop in the bucket against the wall
< 04Molly > perhaps I ought to open the windows to let the air in, it's gotten rather hot in here
< 08@Morgan > I'll do it
* @Morgan goes to the window
* Molly watches him
< 04Molly > Now that the desk is cleaned, it seems a shame to sit on it
< 08@Morgan > I still dont like it
< 04Molly > the desk?
< 08@Morgan > aye
< 04Molly > maybe there is a nicer one somewhere in the house?
< 08@Morgan > perhaps
* Molly comes over, and sits down on the couch
< 04Molly > eventually, we will find one,somewhere in the world on our travels...
< 08@Morgan > I expect so
* Molly looks up at him
< 04Molly > what other cleaning did you have in mind?
< 08@Morgan > a bit of dusting is about all
* Molly stands up again, and gets out some of the rags. She sets to the dusting with vigour
< 04Molly > I'll have this done in no time
< 08@Morgan > you're enjoying this, aren't you?
* Molly smiles cheekily
< 04Molly > enjoying which bit?
< 08@Morgan > all the cleaning
< 04Molly > ah yes... it is nice to do something 'hands-on' again... even with broken ribs
< 08@Morgan > I've never been particularly keen on cleaning
< 04Molly > Its quite soothing really
< 08@Morgan > I prefer the constructive or destructive trades
< 04Molly > I noticed!
* Molly giggles
< 08@Morgan > I think most people have
* Molly smiles, working very quickly. After a few minutes, she sets the duster down, and stands back, hands on hips appraisngly
< 04Molly > yes, that'll do
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I think so
* Molly comes over to him, voice soft
< 04Molly > Now, where were we...
< 08@Morgan > I believe we were exploring the bounds of decency
* Molly slips her arms around his waist, pressing her soft feminine curves against him. Her voice is almost a purr
< 04Molly > yes, I believe you are correct...
* Molly stretches up, her eyes closing as her lips gently press against his neck
< 04Molly > **there is a knock at the door, and she steps back, still pouting, but now through disapointment rather than pleasure
< 04Molly > I'm beginning to believe we're cursed...
* @Morgan smiles slightly
< 08@Morgan > aye
* Molly grins and shakes her head, going towards the door
* Molly opens it, and is informed by Nanette(verity's maid) that there has been a disaster with the wedding flowers and she must go to the Grafin immediately. With a smile and a shrug to Morgan, she follows the girl out
* @Morgan smiles slightly before standing and pushing the chair under the desk
< 04Molly > ****Later on, it is dinnertime. Both sets of parents and Alarice are already seated, but Molly hasn't arrived. Heinrich and Inga serve the drinks, every now and then a look passes between them, a tension. Alarice watches them intently
< 04Molly > VE: And so we shall have to go and find some ourselves from the forest!
< 04Molly > MA: It should be quite easy
* @Morgan glances at his mother
< 04Molly > AD: I am not sure I think it wise you to go out there alone. Send someone from the household instead
* @Morgan clears his throat
< 08@Morgan > with respect, I dont think thats wise either
< 04Molly > DA: *he looks at Adalbrecht* I'll take them, I am not too busy to see to their safety
< 04Molly > AD: *he watches back, the tension rising a notch* No, without work here, you have a deal of time for such things.
< 04Molly > ** Martha and Verity look at them, then each other, puzzled**
< 04Molly > DA: _I_ would always make the time...
< 04Molly > AD: *he leans back slightly, grey eyes cooling* Perhaps if the ladies tell you their requirements, you could venture into the schwarzenwald alone...
< 04Molly > VE: *she looks shocked, and looks at Morgan*
* @Morgan fishes in a pocket for a coin, leaning back slightly
< 08@Morgan > I hear Vodacce is very nice at this time of year
< 04Molly > AL: *distracted by watching Inga and Heinrich, she replies distractedly* Is it?
* @Morgan nods slightly
< 04Molly > **The fathers continue to glare at each other
< 08@Morgan > I'm thinking of making an impromptu visit
< 04Molly > **Martha looks to Morgan* for the honeymoon? Molly has always wanted to go to Numa
< 08@Morgan > no... now. I think I could have a ship ready by the morning
< 04Molly > *Verity looks horrfied* but the wedding is two weeks from today! you'd never be back in time, dear boy
* Molly 's voice comes from the door way
< 04Molly > No, we wouldn't...
* Molly looks magnificent, her Vodacce dress a shimmering blue, har perfectly style, the bodice clinging to her curves appealingly. she looks regal, elegant, stunning
< 04Molly > **even david and adalbrecht turn to look at her, a slight hush settling in. Alarice breaks it first
* @Morgan turns to look at her, smiling slightly
< 04Molly > AL: That's rather selfish, after all the efforts that have been made!
* Molly goes to stand by her chair, between Morgan and her father
< 08@Morgan > you might think so, Alarice, but it was a consequence that was set down
< 04Molly > Ve: A consequence of what, dear boy?
< 08@Morgan > the continued childishness displayed by the two other so-called men at this table#
* @Morgan stands up and pulls her chair out
< 04Molly > Ma: *she looks at David* you _are_ being quite unnecessary
< 04Molly > Ve: And, dear husband, your impoliteness is uppsetting to me...
< 04Molly > *both men look slightly ashamed*
* Molly sits down, and whispers to Morgan
< 04Molly > Sorry I am so late, I got a little distracted
* @Morgan nods slightly
< 04Molly > *Heinrich and Inga bring the food over, on purposely avoiding each other. When Inga gets to Alarice, a look passes between them, sympathy from alarice, and a slight nod from Inga
< 04Molly > Ve: I was just saying that with Gerlund unable to get the right flowers, we must pick them ourselves... *she looks to Molly and Morgan*
< 04Molly > AL: surely any flowers would do? *she looks at Morgan*
< 08@Morgan > while I'm not overly concerned about the type of flowers... it would appear the ladies all are
* Molly shakes her head
< 04Molly > No, just me... it _has_ to be a certain flower
* @Morgan sits back down
* Molly looks to Morgan apologetically
< 04Molly > I do not mind going alone
< 08@Morgan > that will not be acceptable
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > as you wish...
< 04Molly > **the others start to eat**
< 08@Morgan > I think I know where I can find some forget me nots
* Molly frowns a little
< 04Molly > how did you know?
< 08@Morgan > I have a good memory
* Molly grins
* @Morgan glances at his father then David
< 08@Morgan > some things I never forget
* Molly bites her lip, before looking at their fathers, with one raised, suggestive eyebrow
< 04Molly > some things are unforgettable...
< 04Molly > **Verity, Martha and alarice watch on, puzzled
< 04Molly > David and Adalbrecht both noticeably colour.
< 04Molly > AD: Yes, quite...
* @Morgan shifts slightly, starting to eat
* Molly follows his lead, trying not to smirk
< 08@Morgan > I'll go into the forest alone, I think
* Molly looks at him
< 04Molly > No, liebling...
* @Morgan smiles slightly
< 08@Morgan > it wasn't exactly a question
* Molly chews her lip
< 04Molly > please, don't go alone
< 08@Morgan > I'll be fine. If anything I'm the most well equipped to go
< 08@Morgan > besides, I want to look for that dog
* Molly looks at him, then looks away, nodding
< 04Molly > as you will...
< 04Molly > AL: *she looks to Adalbrecht* I wish to go riding tomorrow, can you spare one of the grooms?
< 04Molly > AD: *he considers it* Not really, most of the spend sundays with their families after chapel.
< 04Molly > AL: Surely there must be someone?
* Molly whispers to Morgan
< 04Molly > f she takes Heinrich, it'd give me guaranteed opportunity to speak to Inga alone...
< 08@Morgan > I think I can spare my morning shave...
< 04Molly > AD: *he looks to Heinrich* You would ride out with Baroness Eldreich?
< 04Molly > Henrich: *he bows* Yes my Lord
< 04Molly > *Inga busies herself with wine bottles, expression hidden*
< 04Molly > AD: Very well, but I expect you both to wait until after chapel. You as well, Morgan.
* @Morgan looks at his father before nodding slightly
< 04Molly > AD: you are to speak to the mnister tomorrow
< 08@Morgan > I know
< 04Molly > AD *he nods, and turns back to the others. They start talking about the gardens of the house*
* Molly eats quietly, watching Morgan
< 04Molly > You will be careul, won't you?
< 08@Morgan > of course
< 04Molly > you'd best come back in one piece!
< 08@Morgan > I certainly plan to
< 04Molly > will you be takng xantha?
< 08@Morgan > no... he doesn't like the woods
< 04Molly > understandable....
* @Morgan nods
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Session Start: Sun Jan 31 05:14:57 2010
Session Ident: #7thseaic
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Session Start: Sun Jan 31 21:51:15 2010
Session Ident: #7thseaic
* Now talking in #7thseaic
< 04Molly > **everyone behaves themselves throughout dinner, and the ladies retire to the drawing room, leaving david, adalbrecht and Morgan alone. Heinrich pours them all some port, and ofers around cigars, which the other men take and light.
< 04Molly > *herinrich offers Morgan a cigar*
* Molly is now known as Adalbrecht
* @Morgan shakes his head
< 08@Morgan > no, thank you
< 14Adalbrecht > I was suprised that you did not take it up in Avalon
* @Morgan looks to his father
< 08@Morgan > oh?
< 14Adalbrecht > Most men tend to
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > it never appealed to me
< 14Adalbrecht > *David sits back, relaxing a little* It passes the cold Avalon mornings during milking time, thats for sure
< 08@Morgan > I cant say I had that much time to spare
< 14Adalbrecht > **they both laugh*
< 14Adalbrecht > There's always time, if you're of a mind
* @Morgan swirls the port in his glass
< 14Adalbrecht > Edward started at fifteen, just after you'd gone in to the navy...
< 14Adalbrecht > David: Peter and James both started during the harvesting in the year each was sixteen
< 08@Morgan > biggest giveaway to a location is a plume of cigar smoke
< 14Adalbrecht > True enough
< 14Adalbrecht > David: it didnt affect my boys, being in Avalon with no fighting... and I always knew they were off in the haybarns with the local girls
* Adalbrecht raises an eyebrow
< 14Adalbrecht > I never had that problem with mine
* @Morgan smirks slightly, taking a sip of his drink
< 14Adalbrecht > DA: Oh it happens everywhere
* Adalbrecht shakes his head
< 14Adalbrecht > Not with my boys, they were both waiting for marriage
* @Morgan fidgetts slightly
< 08@Morgan > Heinrich... could you organise a coffee for me?
< 14Adalbrecht > *Heinrich nods, and goes out
< 14Adalbrecht > DA: just be glad you have no girls!
* @Morgan looks at the glass he holds
* Adalbrecht looks at David. Its direct, but not agressive
< 14Adalbrecht > Actually, Verity and I would have liked a girl. You were lucky to have such a daughter as Molly
< 14Adalbrecht > Da: *he nods* But far more of a worry to raise than the boys
< 08@Morgan > easier to catch, I would've thought
< 14Adalbrecht > Da: true
< 14Adalbrecht > You wouldnt have needed it, she seems far too calm and level-headed to be off in the haybarns
* @Morgan says nothing, far too disciplined to let anything show
< 14Adalbrecht > Da: *he sighs, and looks to Morgan. Theres something quite sad about him, defeated, unsure* She wasn't serious, was she?
< 08@Morgan > whats that?
< 14Adalbrecht > DA: what she said earlier... about umm.. not waitng
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > I wouldn't have thought so
* Adalbrecht watches, also keen for reassurance
< 14Adalbrecht > There's never been a Koertig heir conceived out of wedlock
* @Morgan scratches his nose
< 08@Morgan > The point, I suppose... is that it will be _our_ choice... not some rule dictated by the two of you
< 14Adalbrecht > *they look at each other*
< 14Adalbrecht > and what do _you_ intend?
< 08@Morgan > Thats my business.
* @Morgan stretches slightly
* Adalbrecht frowns, expression matched by David
< 08@Morgan > How can you claim to trust me to run these lands when you're gone, if you dont even trust me to do whats right by my own moral standards?
< 14Adalbrecht > I am still learning to trust you again
< 08@Morgan > on the scale of things, you seem to have your priorities backwards
* Adalbrecht watches him
< 14Adalbrecht > I do not want this to be a cause for trouble... and I definately would not want your mother upset by what you decide
< 08@Morgan > then you'll have to trust me, wont you?
* Adalbrecht nods slightly
< 14Adalbrecht > I suppose so
< 14Adalbrecht > *heinrich brings a pot of coffee
< 14Adalbrecht > H: would you have it here, or with the ladies? *he winks, unable to be seen by the others*
* @Morgan looks at the other men
* Adalbrecht looks at David
< 14Adalbrecht > We'll stay here a little while, go if you wish
* @Morgan nods, standing up
< 14Adalbrecht > *Heinrich leads the way with the coffee. He opens the door, and out floods the sounds of warm, feminine laughter
< 14Adalbrecht > Ma: Even I nearly swooned it was so romantic!
* Adalbrecht is now known as Molly
* Molly and the others sit around a card table, Molly's cheeks red, the other three all smiles. Heinrich takes the coffee to a sideboard, pouring Morgan a cup
* @Morgan takes the cup, nodding to Heinrich
< 04Molly > Ve: Oh how wonderful! But that was the second proposal, was it not?
* Molly looks up to Morgan, almost begging for a reprieve. She moves over to make space for him beside her
* @Morgan goes and sits down
< 04Molly > Ma: *she smiles affectionately at Morgan. Whatever ill temper and sullenness he has received from their fathers, it is replaced here by a hearty welcome.
< 04Molly > Ma: I was just telling Lady Koertig about your proposal on the lawn
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > Ve: Dear boy, this was the second time you proposed?
* @Morgan makes a noncommital gesture
< 04Molly > AL: *she shuffles the cards, a far away smile on her face* What was the first like?
< 08@Morgan > confusing, if I remember right
* Molly rests slightly closer against Morgan
< 04Molly > Ve: why so?
< 08@Morgan > because Molly can be incredibly dense when she sets her mind to it
* Molly looks suprised, whilst the other laugh
< 04Molly > Liebling!
< 04Molly > *this only makes the others laugh harder
< 08@Morgan > I suppose being interrogated by the justicar and all that went with it did make the weekend rather full of things to consider
< 04Molly > Ve: A justicar?!
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > Howe...
< 04Molly > Ve: Howe... that rings a bell.
< 04Molly > Ma: why were you interrogated?
< 08@Morgan > He spent a fair part of the weekend trying to pin a murder on me... then arrested everyone in the house at the time when some documents went missing
< 04Molly > **They all look shocked**
* Molly now laughs, slightly jaded
< 04Molly > These things happen
< 08@Morgan > I must remind them all that they owe me favours
< 04Molly > Oh yes, I'd forgotten about that! Do I owe you one also?
* @Morgan shakes his head
< 08@Morgan > no...
* Molly 's voice sounds innocent, her eyes on his anything but
< 04Molly > oh well
< 04Molly > Ma: It is no wonder that that house has such a reputation!
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > I've been in worse places
< 04Molly > al: are you playing also, cousin?
< 04Molly > Al: *she starts to deal*
< 08@Morgan > whats the game?
< 04Molly > **Al, Ve and Ma all look at each other slightly nervously, leaving Molly to speak
< 04Molly > Poker, a very unladylike game
* @Morgan nods
* Molly smiles at Morgan, accepting her cards as alarice deals his
< 04Molly > The Lieutenant taught me
< 08@Morgan > for some reason, that does not surprise me
< 04Molly > Ve: Who is the lieutenant, dear boy?
< 08@Morgan > Lieutenant Kurt Cristoban...
< 04Molly > *the others take up their cards. Morgan has two queens, a three of hearts, an ace of clubs and a 5 of hearts
< 04Molly > Ve: Cristoban... There used to be a fairly well known Graf called Cristoban
< 08@Morgan > used to be?
< 04Molly > Al: I remember as well... the war ruined the land, and the family were killed
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > Kurt was the only one left
< 04Molly > Ve: oh how sad! Where did you meet him?
* @Morgan lays the ace down
< 08@Morgan > I think... it was a monestary in Castille
< 04Molly > **the play progresses, and Morgan gets another queen**
< 04Molly > Ve: Have you invited him to the wedding?
< 08@Morgan > no
< 04Molly > Ve: why not?
< 08@Morgan > I would imagine he and his company are busy elsewhere
< 04Molly > Al: *looking happy but distracted, she has to be nudged to collect and replace the cards*
< 04Molly > Ve: oh, that's a shame...
* @Morgan places the three and five on the table
< 04Molly > *the chatter continues, and Morgan gets the last queen, the queen of hearts, plus her matching king
* @Morgan frowns at the cards, before looking around the table
< 04Molly > **there seems to be nothing out of the ordinary
< 08@Morgan > I fell out of a tree while at the Torrington estate... *he looks closely at Alarice* tried to jump from one to another
< 04Molly > Al: *she looks back to him* oh?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > missed completely... plummeting towards the ground and my life flashes before my eyes...
* Molly suddenly blushes hard, remembering that day, and her reaction
< 04Molly > **they all listen carefully
< 08@Morgan > and I'm _bored_
* @Morgan watches his cousins reaction closely
< 04Molly > Al: *she looks confused, nothing else* of your life?
* @Morgan blinks twice, before laying the cards down
< 08@Morgan > as jokes go, it wasn't great... I've never got the hang of them
* Molly and the others all look at him, puzzled
< 04Molly > Ve: are you feeling quite well, dear boy?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I'm fine mother
< 04Molly > *they all look at each other, no-one having any idea*
< 08@Morgan > Four queens, by the way
< 04Molly > Al: Damn! *she blushes* sorry...
< 04Molly > Ma & Ve both lay down their cards, each with nothing.
* Molly hesitates, holdng her cards close.
< 04Molly > well done, liebling
* @Morgan picks up his cup, not looking at her
< 04Molly > Al: *she picks up the cards, and Molly hands hers back*
< 08@Morgan > Something I learned in battle... is to know when someone has bested you but isn't ready to admit it
< 08@Morgan > I'd be willing to stake a rather large part of my savings that I was beaten in that game
* Molly giggles
< 04Molly > How much?
< 08@Morgan > a fairly sizeable amount
* Molly raises an eyebrow
< 04Molly > I accept
< 04Molly > AL: *she looks at Molly's cards, though her expression remains*
* @Morgan sips his coffee
< 04Molly > Al*she lays down Molly's cards, three kings, an ace and a jack, glaringly missing the king he has
< 04Molly > Ma & Ve laugh
< 04Molly > Ve: well well dear boy!
< 08@Morgan > It would appear I am to be bankrupted by my own bride
< 04Molly > Ma: don't fret, you'll get it back once you're wed!
* Molly laughs softly, and says so quietly as not to be heard below the rawkous laughing of the others:
< 04Molly > payment in kind, liebling
* @Morgan smiles slightly, blushing
< 04Molly > **the game eventually winds down, Morgan almost always winning. alarice gets more distracted, more fidgety, and verity and martha become quieter. The men never appear. Everyone sets to retire, and Molly asks Morgan to walk her to her room.
* @Morgan does so
* Molly walks close beside him
< 04Molly > that thing you said, about being bored...
< 08@Morgan > yes?
< 04Molly > That can't have been true...
< 08@Morgan > no of course not
* Molly looks to him
< 04Molly > then why did you say it?
< 08@Morgan > I was hoping to get a laugh... though I was hoping to confirm or disprove something I'm thinking
* Molly bites her lip
< 04Molly > Oh, I'm sorry... I was distracted
< 08@Morgan > dont worry about it...
* Molly starts up the stairs
< 04Molly > what were you trying to confirm?
< 08@Morgan > something isn't right with Alarice
* Molly looks thoughtful, waiting for him at the top
* @Morgan goes up the stairs
< 04Molly > Yes, I see what you mean... you thnk perhaps she was drunk?
< 08@Morgan > it occured to me
< 04Molly > and if she'd laughed, it would show she was intoxicated?
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< 08@Morgan > if she'd laughed harder than anyone else
< 08@Morgan > as it turns out, I'm the only person in Eisen with a sense of humour
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > that makes sense
< 08@Morgan > indeed
* Molly laughs hard
< 04Molly > and Eisener with a sense of humour, who knew!?
< 08@Morgan > shocking, isn't it
< 04Molly > oh very! I wonder where our fathers got to...
* @Morgan frowns
< 08@Morgan > thats a good point
< 04Molly > were they arguing when you left them?
< 08@Morgan > no...
< 04Molly > that is something at least
< 08@Morgan > indeed... _what_ it is, however, is hard to say
< 04Molly > what were they discussing when you left?
* Molly gets to her door
< 08@Morgan > I was making a point of telling them where their errors were with trying to push us around
< 04Molly > are they still reeling from my demands?
* Molly laughs
< 08@Morgan > oh yes... very much so
* Molly grins
< 08@Morgan > they wre trying to dig for information on how serious your intentions are
< 04Molly > perhaps tomorrow I should turn up at breakfast sporting a suspcious mark on my neck?
* Molly grins playfully
< 08@Morgan > no, I dont think its a good idea to provoke them further
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > you're right, of course
* @Morgan nods
* Molly opens her door. She pauses as she steps inside, watching him closely
< 04Molly > I guess this is goodnight, liebling
* @Morgan watches her intently
< 08@Morgan > I suppose so
* Molly stands very very still, breathing becoming shallow. Her voice is quiet as she looks at him with equal intensity
< 04Molly > doesn't it have to be?
< 08@Morgan > probably
* Molly nods slightly, looking at the floor
< 04Molly > as you wish
< 08@Morgan > I dont wish... but I dont see there's much choice
* Molly can't help but laugh
< 04Molly > There is always a choice...
< 08@Morgan > true... but I dont know its a good idea to make that choice
* Molly goes to him, and kisses him softly very briefly. She pulls away
< 04Molly > Good night, liebling
< 08@Morgan > good night blossom
* Molly goes into the room, and gently shuts the door. If he listens closely, he hears a heavy sigh of frustration from behind the door
< 04Molly > *******
< 04Molly > **Many hours into the night, the house is quiet, familiar. The night breeze brings with it the warm scent of jasmine from far below his window, curtains caressed by the stirring night air. It is warm, too warm. The moonlight streams into him rooms, both the adjoining study and the bedroom itself.
* @Morgan sits in a chair, staring out of the window
< 04Molly > **there is a soft knock at the door
< 08@Morgan > come in
* Molly opens the door, candle in hand. The hall is dark, but the candle illuminates her face and hair. This golden light also plays across her fairly exposed clevage. Her hair is loose, toussled, cheeks flushed, eyes bright. Its the same shift, and the same sheer dressing gown over the top that she wore that night in the cottage. Her feet are bare, and there is something deliciously appealing about her
< 08@Morgan > good morning blossom
< 04Molly > *there is a small sob, too little to be hers, as Varick launches himself from behind her, and runs across the room to Morgan. Molly watches them
< 08@Morgan > and what are you doing up at this hour young man?
< 04Molly > *he throws himself in to Morgans lap, and sobs his heart out. Molly comes in, closing the door. She comes over, kneeling beside the chair. She speaks quietly
< 04Molly > He came to my room, wouldn't tell me, he wanted to find you...
* @Morgan nods slowly
< 04Molly > *Varicks tears are hot against Morgan's chest, his fists clinging to the fabric of Morgan's shirt
* Molly looks very worried, though doesnt speak. Varick continues to bawl
* @Morgan speaks gently
< 08@Morgan > Varick...
< 04Molly > *he quietens slightly*
< 08@Morgan > whats wrong?
< 04Molly > *he sobs, the word choking him almost* Gone
< 08@Morgan > what is?
< 04Molly > *he clings tighter* mother
< 08@Morgan > Varick, I need you to calm down and tell me whats happened so I can sort it out
* Molly puts her hand on Varicks back to help calm him
< 04Molly > *Varick tries to speak* Had an argument. went downstairs. heard shouting. told me go away *he leans against Morgan harder* said I should just... just... be dead
* Molly 's eyes flash with anger, though she does not let it pass into her gentle comforting
< 08@Morgan > well, she's wrong, Varick. Very wrong
< 04Molly > *he sobs*
< 04Molly > V: am bad... in the way...
< 08@Morgan > no, you're not
< 04Molly > V: *he nods* said so... took guvness... doesnt want me
< 08@Morgan > did she say where she was going?
< 04Molly > V: no... angry... was still shouting... not coming back
* Molly looks to Morgan, watching his reaction
* @Morgan holds him tight
< 08@Morgan > I'll try to find her Varick
< 04Molly > V: *he cries* doesn't matter, doesnt want me... said you could just have me and try again
* Molly looks shocked
* @Morgan closes his eyes for a moment
* Molly lays a reassuring hand over Morgan's
< 04Molly > V *he looks to Morgan, pulling away a little. The pain on his face makes him look even younger, and its heart-breaking to look at* You want me, dont you?
< 08@Morgan > of course
* Molly 's eyes fill with tears
< 04Molly > V: *his crying subsides a little, his tiredness clear* why were they fighting?
< 08@Morgan > who are they, Varick?
< 04Molly > V: Mother and the man
< 08@Morgan > which man?
< 04Molly > V: dont know
< 08@Morgan > where were they?
< 04Molly > in the entrance hall
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > ok, I want you to go with Lady Forrester while I go and see if I can find them
< 04Molly > V: feel safe here...
< 08@Morgan > you'll be safe with Lady Forrester
< 04Molly > V: please dont leave me
* Molly looks sympathetic
* @Morgan sighs
< 08@Morgan > This needs sorting out Varick
< 04Molly > V
< 04Molly > V: all gone... waited for her... didnt come back
< 08@Morgan > but I have people who might be able to find her
< 04Molly > Varick, what about if we stay here, and then Morgan can come back to us when he's looked?
< 04Molly > V: he nods, holding out hs arms*
* Molly stands, taking him from Morgan's lap
* @Morgan stands up
* Molly holds Varick close, watching Morgan
< 04Molly > will you be long?
< 08@Morgan > not if I can help it
* @Morgan pulls on his boots
< 04Molly > good, you will be missed
* Molly watches him put on his boots, her expression very intent
* @Morgan nods briefly
* Molly watches him go
* @Morgan walks down towards the main entrance
< 04Molly > **there is no sign of anyone
* @Morgan paces down to the kitchen
< 04Molly > *Inga is the only one there, making bread
< 08@Morgan > you're up at an ungodly hour
* Molly is now known as Inga
* Inga looks startled
< 14Inga >  Sorry, my Lord, I hope I did not disturb you
< 08@Morgan > no...
< 14Inga > Can I getyou anything?
< 08@Morgan > I'm trying to find my cousin
< 14Inga > I have not seen her, I'm sorry
* @Morgan frowns
< 08@Morgan > Heinrich?
* Inga blushes a little
< 14Inga > he said something about a meeting in the entrance hall
< 08@Morgan > when?
< 14Inga > a few hours ago
* @Morgan turns on his heel and marches to Heinrichs room
< 14Inga > **there is no sign of him
* @Morgan looks around the room, looking for some sign of whats going on
< 14Inga > **after a through search, he finds a note, it reads: 'The north barn, at dawn. don't be late. B'
< 08@Morgan > ((time please...))
* @Morgan strides back down to the kitchen
< 14Inga > **there is also a satiny nightdress underneath the bed, expensive, the embroidery detailed, far too nice to belong to any of the maids
< 14Inga > *also, a silver pocket watch, engraved 'K.E'
< 14Inga > *inga is still in the kitchen
< 08@Morgan > Inga...
< 14Inga > yes, my Lord?
* Inga looks a little nervous
< 08@Morgan > Go and find a stableboy... I want Heinzharold in this house in the next twenty minutes. Then have my father woken up
< 14Inga > but, myLord...
< 08@Morgan > yes?
< 14Inga > it's just... he didn't mean...
* Inga looks worried
* @Morgan fixes her with a stare
< 08@Morgan > you've got precisely thirty seconds to tell me what you know
* Inga looks pained
< 14Inga > heinrich and the Baronness... they've been... ummm
< 08@Morgan > Carousing...
< 14Inga > yes, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > for how long?
* Inga thinks
< 14Inga > a few days
< 08@Morgan > whats the B?
< 14Inga > what B?
< 08@Morgan > on a note... its signed with a B
< 14Inga > oh! It's for Baronness
< 08@Morgan > Go and get my father
* Inga curtsises
< 14Inga > where should I take him?
< 08@Morgan > the north barn
* Inga nods
< 14Inga > yes, my Lord
* Inga goes to get him
* @Morgan goes and finds his sword, his axe and a spare sword
< 14Inga > **its all exactly where it should be
< 14Inga > **the barn is empty, but smells warm, the hay crisp underfoot. A hiding place is easy to find, just behind a bale. It gives him an ideal view of a large patch of crushed straw, which has clearly been recently used
< 14Inga > **just before dawn, Adalbrecht comes into the barn, looking for his son
* Inga adalbrecht
* Inga is now known as adalbrecht
< 14adalbrecht > Morgan?
< 08@Morgan > here
* adalbrecht goes to him
* @Morgan whispers
< 14adalbrecht > what the deuce are you about?! Have you no idea what the time is!?
< 08@Morgan > I put a stop to Heinrich's activities with Inga
< 14adalbrecht > And you wanted me to drag myself to a cold, dirty barn to tell me that?!
* adalbrecht is not a morning person
< 08@Morgan > quite man...
< 08@Morgan > quiet*
* adalbrecht lowers his voice
< 14adalbrecht > you will tell me what you are about, or I'll be going back to your m-.., my bed
* @Morgan holds out the note
* adalbrecht reads it
< 14adalbrecht > what am I looking at?
< 08@Morgan > a note to Heinrich
* adalbrecht frowns
< 14adalbrecht > from?
< 08@Morgan > its signed with a B
< 14adalbrecht > Yes, I _can_ read
* @Morgan looks at his father
< 08@Morgan > think title instead of names...
* adalbrecht groans loudly
< 14adalbrecht > Alarice
< 08@Morgan > quite.
< 14adalbrecht > what is wrong with that girl?!
* @Morgan pulls the night dress out of his pouch, holding it out and laying the pocket watch over it
* adalbrecht looks at the nightdress briefly, before looking at the watch.
< 14adalbrecht > Karsten Eldreich...
< 08@Morgan > they were in Heinrichs room
< 14adalbrecht > He'll have to go
* adalbrecht looks thoughtful
< 14adalbrecht > why did you search his room?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > a few things fell into place
* adalbrecht nods
< 14adalbrecht > and we are sure the note referred to _this_ morning?
* @Morgan sighs
< 08@Morgan > no, but I was hoping
* adalbrecht nods
< 14adalbrecht > have you looked for either of them in the house?
< 08@Morgan > I looked for Heinrich...
* adalbrecht nods
< 14adalbrecht > alarice will be easier to find. women make great efforts to appear at such trysts looking irresistable
* adalbrecht stiffles a yawn, wshing he was elsewhere
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > give me your orders and they'll be carried out
< 14adalbrecht > set someone to watch the barn, send a maid to make sure Alarice does not leave her room, and set someone to watch Heinrichs room. at a decent hour, we shall meet in my study and summon them to account for themselves
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > Alarice deserves flogging, you know
< 14adalbrecht > I know
* adalbrecht sighs, disheartened
* @Morgan shakes his head
< 08@Morgan > she told Varick he should just die... then sent him to me for me to "try again"
* adalbrecht clenches his fists
< 14adalbrecht > Damn that girl!
* adalbrecht stands up,stretching
< 14adalbrecht > I need to think about what steps must be taken
* @Morgan nods
< 14adalbrecht > Get some sleep, my son, it's going to be a long day
< 08@Morgan > as you wish... though I think I'll be awake, trying to comfort a small boy
* adalbrecht lays his hand on Morgan's shoulder affectionately, though the right words escape him. He simply nods, and goes to the door
< 14adalbrecht > I'll send for you
* @Morgan nods
* adalbrecht goes back into the house
* @Morgan goes into the house in search of servants
* adalbrecht is now known as Inga
* Inga is talking to a couple of men, and a three other women
< 14Inga > **it sounds like gossip
* @Morgan stops just out of sight
< 14Inga > But I can't believe he'd be so stupid! He knew that she'd be angry when he said it was over
< 14Inga > **they all agree**
* Inga looks sad
* @Morgan leans around the door
< 14Inga > He'll never get to stay... I warned him
< 14Inga > **no-one notices him*
* Inga sighs heavily. It
* Inga sighs heavily. It's clear how fond she is of him
< 14Inga > He's really let them all down
< 14Inga > *one of the men nods* They're good people, he's a fool
< 08@Morgan > I'm glad we're held in such high regard
< 14Inga > *they all look horrified, bows and curtsies all around. they all chorus* good morning, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > I have work for you all...
< 14Inga > **they all wait
< 08@Morgan > I need one of you to watch the north barn, one to watch Heinrich's room and one to watch my cousins...
< 14Inga > **two of the men volunteer for the barn watch and heinrichs room watch, and Nanette, verity's maid, offers to go to alarices room
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > go... Inga, you come with me
* Inga follows Morgan as the others depart
< 14Inga > yes, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > you and Heinrich were seeing eachother before he and my cousin, correct?
* Inga blushes hard
< 14Inga > yes, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > until when?
* Inga blushes harder
< 14Inga > just before dinner time
< 08@Morgan > and he's been seeing my cousin for a few days...
< 14Inga > yes, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > I see... I need you to tell me what you know of his... relationship with her
* Inga looks quite pained
< 14Inga > I believe they were ummm.... bedding together
< 08@Morgan > go on
* Inga looks at him
< 14Inga > I do not know what else to say, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > when it finished, why it finished...
< 14Inga > between he and I?
< 08@Morgan > and between he and her
* Inga looks at the floor
< 14Inga > he told me he was told to end it. he told me after dinner. I do not know when he told her
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > thank you
* Inga curtsies
< 14Inga > you're welcome, my Lord
< 14Inga > will there be anything else?
< 08@Morgan > I'd have you know that it was my command to end it that he was following... several days late, I might add, but mine nonetheless.
* Inga looks sad, resigned
< 14Inga > yes, my Lord
* @Morgan places a hand on her shoulder
< 08@Morgan > chin up little sister...
* Inga looks shocked at the lack of formality
< 14Inga > yes, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > I'll be in my room if I'm needed
* Inga curtsies
< 14Inga > yes, my Lord
* Inga turns and goes back to her baking
* @Morgan heads back to his room
< 14Inga > **the sunlight pushes at the horizon now, warming the beginning of the day. His door is shut, but not locked
* @Morgan opens the door, walking inside
* Molly is asleep on the couch, legs tucked up. She looks so sweet, so innocent. Her shift has slipped off one shoulder, leaving even more of her smooth, creamy skin on display. She pouts slightly in her sleep
* @Morgan watches her for a moment with a contented smile
* Molly fidgets a little, arching her back
* @Morgan unbuckles his sword belt, hanging it over another chair
* Molly hears the noise, and it rouses her. She looks up, eyes soft, langourous. Her eyes run down the length of his body, her expression unmistakably lusty
* @Morgan smiles at her
* Molly smiles back, making no move to get up, or adjust the shift. She watches him closely
< 04Molly > You were indeed missed...
< 08@Morgan > oh?
* Molly stretches out slightly
< 04Molly > I missed you...
* @Morgan sighs slightly
< 08@Morgan > and I, you
< 04Molly > would you like to sit with me?
* @Morgan smiles slightly
< 08@Morgan > aye
* Molly sits up, making room for him.
* @Morgan sits down beside her
< 04Molly > **the seat beside her is incredibly warm from her body, and she smells wonderfully of rose water and warmth
* Molly puts her hand on his
< 04Molly > I put Varick in your bed...
* @Morgan nods
* Molly smiles at him, voice soft
< 04Molly > it was either that or put myself there...
< 08@Morgan > that comes later
* @Morgan chuckles quietly
< 04Molly > how much later?
* Molly raises an eyebrow
* @Morgan shrugs slightly
< 08@Morgan > well...
* Molly runs her fingers up to the inside of his wrist, slow circles
< 04Molly > truly, I would not have been able to sleep there...
< 08@Morgan > no?
< 04Molly > to lie there, knowing that you have lain there thinking of me... *she blushes* it would drive me mad
* @Morgan smiles
< 04Molly > and it would be unfair, expecting you to return to warm, tangled sheets smelling of my perfume *though her voice sounds practical, in her eyes, he can see her teasing intention*
< 08@Morgan > I dont think I could stand such... I'd have to sleep on the desk
< 04Molly > Oh really?
< 08@Morgan > really
< 04Molly > Oh no, I doubt it would be such a burden
< 08@Morgan > you're mistaken
* Molly watches him intently. She wets her lower lip with the tip of her tongue
< 04Molly > Plus, the Eisen summer means it's really far too hot to be in bed in any form of nightwear...
< 08@Morgan > quite true
< 04Molly > better that I stayed dressed and slept on your couch, dont you think?
* Molly continues stroking his wrist
< 08@Morgan > better, yes... what I desire, no
* Molly 's lips part slightly, eyes on his. Her voice lowers
< 04Molly > what _is_ your desire?
< 08@Morgan > to hold you close, closer than garments would allow
* Molly drops her gaze, then closes her eyes. Her fingers noticeably tighten on hs wrist
< 04Molly > yes...
* Molly looks up at him, unable to hide the desire in her eyes
< 04Molly > I want that
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > and I
* Molly looks at him, studying his face, his eyes, his lips. She gently brings her other hand to his cheek
< 04Molly > I've wanted it for many moons now
< 08@Morgan > while it may have been their demand, it is... _right_ that you go to our wedding bed a virgin
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I know that... but that does not mean I like it
* @Morgan raises an eyebrow slightly
* Molly continues to watch him, bringing his hand to her lips, kissing his palm, his fingertips, but her gaze not leaving his face
< 04Molly > you take issue with that, liebling?
< 08@Morgan > with your not liking it?
* Molly bites the tip of his index finger gently
< 04Molly > yes
< 08@Morgan > no, blossom... I'm exploring the options in my mind
* Molly runs the tip of her tongue up the underside of his finger. She sucks the end of it, licking it. She smiles
< 04Molly > options, liebling?
< 08@Morgan > aye...
* Molly kisses back along his palm, and then the inside of his wrist. She recrosses her legs, fidgettng slightly, which only serves to lower the shift more, the upward curve of her breast rising over the pristine lace edge
< 04Molly > you rarely seem to deliberate much, you are always in control...
< 08@Morgan > we've been over this
* @Morgan smiles
* Molly bites the inside of his wrist
* @Morgan gasps slightly
< 04Molly > Your control, whilst enviable, is oft maddening....
* @Morgan laughs quietly
* Molly does it again, slghtly harder
< 04Molly > It makes me appear a complete minx...
< 08@Morgan > that it does
* Molly looks up at him, pensive
< 04Molly > does that trouble you?
< 08@Morgan > not even slightly
< 04Molly > good, for I would hate to damage your opinion of me through my lust for you
< 08@Morgan > no, I suspect the thoughts I'm having would be far more damning
* Molly 's cheeks flush, and she sucks on the soft skin where she'd just bitten
< 04Molly > I doubt you could be thinking anything worse than I
< 08@Morgan > try me
* Molly keeps her head low to his wrist, but her eyes flick up to meet his. Her voice s low, husky
< 04Molly > I am thinking about how I should like to do this to every inch of you...
< 08@Morgan > hmmm... perhaps our thoughts aren't so different
< 04Molly > In the spirit of sharing, I think you must now tell me what precisely you were thinking...
< 08@Morgan > almost exactly the same, except for it being every inch of you
* Molly blushes, biting her lower lip
< 04Molly > I'm not sure even I could imagine how that might feel...
< 08@Morgan > no... I suspect only a demonstration would suffice, to be honest
* Molly moves closer to him, slipping easily to press against his side. Once her eyes are hidden from his gaze, she allows them to wander to the crotch of his trousers, curious
< 04Molly > I would imagine you might be right...
< 08@Morgan > indeed
* @Morgan runs his fingers over her shoulders
* Molly 's shoulders are warm, the bare one the warmer of the two. she tilts her head, lips touching his neck tentatively
< 04Molly > That almost tickles...
* @Morgan chuckles
* Molly 's lips part, her tongue gently stroking a searing hot line across the sensitive skin of his neck
* @Morgan runs his hand down her back under the shift
* Molly arches her back, his name a groan from her mouth
< 04Molly > Morgan...
< 08@Morgan > I wonder if we should stop this...
* Molly pulls away slightly, looking serous
< 04Molly > if you feel it necessary...
* @Morgan frowns slightly
< 08@Morgan > I do not wish to push you too far
* Molly smiles softly, a shake of her head
< 04Molly > Morgan, I lust for you at least as badly as you lust for me... if not more so
< 08@Morgan > thats as maybe, but...
< 04Molly > but...?
< 08@Morgan > much past this is new to you... I do not wish you to be overwhelmed
* Molly looks at him
< 04Molly > I trust you, I am not afraid
* @Morgan looks at her solemnly for a moment before nodding
* Molly looks slightly worried
< 04Molly > is this what you want?
< 08@Morgan > what?
< 04Molly > to be here, with me, like this?
< 08@Morgan > oh yes
< 04Molly > then please, do not be afraid of me
* Molly leans in again, kissing his neck deeply
* @Morgan moans quietly, gripping her shoulder
* Molly presses closer to him, sucking his neck, whirling her tongue over the skin gently captured there
< 04Molly > you like that, liebling?
< 08@Morgan > very much
< 04Molly > ((is his hand still down the back of her shift?))
< 08@Morgan > ((yeah))
* Molly puts her hands on his chest, exploring his shoulders, his neck, up into his hair. She bites him gently
< 04Molly > good, I want you to want me...
* @Morgan gasps at the bite
< 08@Morgan > I do
* @Morgan shifts in the seat slightly
* Molly giggles softly, biting again
< 04Molly > I would hope so...

< 04Molly > * @Morgan fidgets
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > Are you alright?
< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > yes... just a little... constrained
< 04Molly > * Molly pauses
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > constrained?
< 04Molly > * @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > * @Morgan nods, blushing
< 04Molly > * Molly nuzzles against his neck, breathing becoming shallow. One hand trails its way down his chest, over his stomach, and on to his thigh
< 04Molly > * @Morgan breathes rapidly, shallowly
< 04Molly > * Molly runs her hand down to his knee, and then moves inwards slightly, moving up achingly slowly. she pulls away from his neck, bringing her lips to his
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > **before he gets chance to react, there is a noise from the other room, and Molly immediately moves away*
< 04Molly > Damn and blast!
< 04Molly > **Varick's movements can be heard. Molly looks to Morgan, gaze running down his body, her eyes intense.*
< 04Molly > Perhaps I ought to go to him, my frustration might be less noticeable? ((how closely does he look at her?))
< 08@Morgan > ((very))
* Molly 's pupils are hugely dilated, breathing shallow. Her cheeks flush, the colour trailing tantalisingly lower, down on to her ample cleavage. Her nipples are tight, hard against the thin fabric. All in all, she looks very very desirable
* @Morgan sighs slightly
< 08@Morgan > as you wish
* Molly looks at him, slightly worried. she pulls the shift back on to her shoulder, but her fingers linger there, tracing the line that his own took
< 08@Morgan > in fact, no... I'll go
< 04Molly > why, liebling?
< 08@Morgan > he and I are... bonded
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > as you wish...
* @Morgan nods, standing up
* Molly watches him, leaning back in the couch with a sigh
< 04Molly > **Varick calls out** Lord Morgan, Lady Forrester? is anyone there?
< 08@Morgan > we're in here Varick
* @Morgan goes to the door
* Joins: Morgan3di (~Morgan3di@212.183.140.4)
* Molly wraps the gown tighter around herself
< 14Morgan3di > ((test))
* Parts: Morgan3di (~Morgan3di@212.183.140.4)
< 04Molly > *Varick comes out, nightgown crumpled, eyes red. His sandy blonde hair is messy, but he looks cute as a button
* @Morgan kneels down, arms open to the boy
< 04Molly > *Varick goes to him without question, putting his arms round Morgan's neck ((is he watching Molly?))
< 08@Morgan > ((no))
* @Morgan lifts the boy easily
< 04Molly > V: *he sighs quietly*
< 04Molly > V: *he looks to Molly* where has she gone?
* Molly goes red, realising she hasnt even asked
< 04Molly > I... ummm...
< 08@Morgan > we're not sure yet, Varick, but we've set people on to finding out
< 04Molly > V: why was she crying and shouting at the man?
< 08@Morgan > they had a disagreement, and your mother got upset
* Molly watches Morgan, interested
< 04Molly > V: Is that why she ran away?
< 08@Morgan > I think so
< 04Molly >  V: *he tenses in Morgan's arms* not allowed to hurt women
< 08@Morgan > what do you mean?
< 04Molly > V: musnt make them cry... its wrong
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > yes...
< 04Molly > V
< 04Molly > V: is he a bad man?
< 08@Morgan > I didn't think so
* Molly lstens closely, wanting to know more wthout asking
< 04Molly > V: will we hurt him?
< 08@Morgan > not unless we have to
< 04Molly > V: *he nods, and then goes very quiet*
< 04Molly > V: what's for breakfast?
< 08@Morgan > what would you like?
* Molly breaks in to a grin
< 04Molly > V: chocolate cake *he says solemnly*
< 08@Morgan > absolutely out of the question
< 04Molly > *there is a knock at the door, and Molly looks to Morgan* Shall I get it, liebling?
< 04Molly > V: but that's what I want!
< 08@Morgan > please Molly
* @Morgan pulls back slightly to look at the boy
< 08@Morgan > but tahts not breakfast food... I'll make sure you have some after dinner
< 04Molly > V: but that is many hours away
* Molly opens the door, and then stands stock still, no words are spoken
< 08@Morgan > yes it is, but it gives you something to look forward to
* @Morgan turns to look at the door
* Molly squares her shoulders, face to face with a rather stern and shocked Adalbrecht. She holds her nerve admirably
< 04Molly > Good morning, my Lord
< 04Molly > *he replies dstractedly, voice cold* perhaps. Where is the Veisgraf?
* Molly steps aside, showing him in
< 04Molly > AD: *he comes in,looking directly at Morgan* It occured to me you might have expected our meeting before chapel, which it will not be. Therefore, do not let anything distract you from attending the service.
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > AD: *he looks at Morgan intently, challengingly* Our discussion can wait til then.
< 08@Morgan > discussion?
< 04Molly > AD: about this morning
< 08@Morgan > I dont see there is anything to discuss apart from the appropriate action...
< 04Molly > AD: perhaps. I shall send for you when I am ready. Chapel begins in an hour, I shall send you a new valet, what with Heinrich being.... absent.
< 08@Morgan > no, I'm quite capable of dressing myself
< 04Molly > Ad: I shall send Lady Forrester's maid to her in her own room.
* @Morgan nods slowly
< 08@Morgan > I see...
< 08@Morgan > well, in that case, would you have trunks sent to both rooms at the same time
< 04Molly > AD: what on theah do you need trunks for?
* @Morgan looks surprised
< 08@Morgan > packing, of course
< 04Molly > V: *he whimpers* Don't leave me!
* Molly moves to stand defiantly beside Morgan
* @Morgan puts a hand on Varicks back, rubbing gently
< 04Molly > AD: *he turns quickly, storming towards the door*
* @Morgan puts Varick down, following his father
< 04Molly > V: *he mmediately wraps his arms around Molly's legs, starting to cry.She kneels down, cradling him close, soothing hm wth quiet, reassurng words
< 04Molly > AD: *he stalks down the hall*
* @Morgan catches up with him, putting a hand on his shoulder
< 04Molly > AD: *he turns around*
< 08@Morgan > I dont think this... discussion can wait
< 04Molly > Ad: say your piece then
< 08@Morgan > no no... its you who has taken issue
* Molly is now known as adalbrecht
< 14adalbrecht > Though I did not expect celibacy, I expected discretion at the very least
* @Morgan looks down at himself, before back at his father
< 08@Morgan > I think you'll find the only thing I'm not wearing is my sword belt...
< 14adalbrecht > yes, _you_ are mostly dressed...
< 08@Morgan > tell me, when I was younger and came running into your room in tears, would I have found either of you dressed for bed?
< 14adalbrecht > It would be very rare for us to be in the same bed!
< 08@Morgan > that is beside the point... and does not answer the question
< 14adalbrecht > yes, we would have been in our night clothes
< 08@Morgan > as was Molly when Varick went to her...
< 08@Morgan > she stayed in that room with him while _I_ was out looking for them
< 14adalbrecht > and when you returned?
< 08@Morgan > you would have me turf her out as soon as I returned?
< 14adalbrecht > I would have you suitably attire her. suppose your mother had come nstead!
< 08@Morgan > Mother has not been clucking over us like a complete child for the entire time we've been here
< 08@Morgan > my mother trusts my judgement a damn sight more than you do
< 14adalbrecht > because she believes that nothing could possibly occur
* @Morgan sighs frustratedly
< 08@Morgan > I've had quite enough of this
* adalbrecht looks to Morgan
< 14adalbrecht > bed her if you wish, we can not stop you, but please, I'm askng you to be mindful of how it would upset your mother, and hers
< 08@Morgan > two points I will make... one, you should be paying more attention to the household staff bedding eachother and risking scandal than watching your son in case he beds the woman who'll be his wife. Two, we've already discussed the fact that it would not be _right_ for her to go to our wedding bed anything but a virgin.
< 14adalbrecht > and you will maintain that?
* @Morgan looks straight at his father
< 08@Morgan > You doubt me again... I leave... and never return. Understand?
< 14adalbrecht > yes
< 08@Morgan > As for Heinrich and Alarice and Inga and whomever else is involved... I'll deal with them since its obviously too trivial to rouse you from your bed for
* adalbrecht looks as f he's about to argue, and then gives up
< 14adalbrecht > as you see fit.
< 08@Morgan > what I see fit is you running this house...
* @Morgan looks earnestly at his father
< 08@Morgan > I worry for you... things you would normally have noticed have slipped by you
< 14adalbrecht > Being the Graf is a huge responsibility, one that you will one day realise for yourself.
< 08@Morgan > regardless... you'd have noticed.
< 14adalbrecht > I need an estates manager. I can not do everything myself!
* @Morgan nods, putting a hand on his shoulder
< 08@Morgan > Lets try this... I'll take over the estates for the time being, until David either decides or we get someone in. But it requires your trust... not the trust of a Graf, but the trust of a father
< 08@Morgan > you need to trust that I have no intention or desire to dishonour and shame you, or disadvantage this town
* adalbrecht gives it a little thought
< 14adalbrecht > yes,that would be wise
< 08@Morgan > I wont have you treating Molly with such disrespect father.
< 14adalbrecht > I did not intend to upset her
< 08@Morgan > I think you owe her an apology... I will not demand that you do, but I leave it to your honour to decide
* adalbrecht nods
< 14adalbrecht > Take Varick to the nursery to see to his needs, and I shall make amends
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > when you speak to a servant... would you ask them to bring some chocolate cake please
* @Morgan turns and heads back to his room
* adalbrecht disapears off
* @Morgan enters the room
* adalbrecht cradles Varick on the floor, tellng him a story
* adalbrecht is now known as Molly
< 04Molly > and so to fix the magic portal, the heroes drew out the spell upon the floor, correcting the error made by the Montaigne gentleman...
* Molly looks up to Morgan
* @Morgan looks at them both for a moment
< 08@Morgan > Varick, come with me... we're going to go down to the nursey and get you cleaned up
< 04Molly > V: *he sits up, holding her tight a moment. She kisses his crown tenderly* run along, I shall see you at church
< 04Molly > *he gets  up and goes to Morgan*
* Molly stands up
< 04Molly > I shall see you then also
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > my father wishes to see you
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > *Varick disapears out into the hall
* Molly watches him, pulling her robe tighter
< 04Molly > I'll be quite well, do not be concerned
< 08@Morgan > I've told him that I will not stand this any further
* Molly blushes
< 04Molly > I should have thought a little before answering the door so
* @Morgan shakes his head
< 08@Morgan > no, he took umbridge unreasonable
< 04Molly > Look at me, liebling, and tell me I do not look dishevelled enough to have just left your bed...
< 08@Morgan > I dont _care_. Its none of his business, and he should trust me to act honourably
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I understand...
* @Morgan nods
* Molly looks at him with a little smile
< 04Molly > Go, liebling, before I'm forced to detain you with kisses
< 08@Morgan > I'll see you later
* @Morgan turns and takes a few steps before turning his head
* Molly nods
< 08@Morgan > I hope your father comes to a decision soon... I've been... gifted with running the estates
* Molly sighs, then becomes neutral
< 04Molly > such is duty
< 08@Morgan > no... it was my choice... I'd just like an answer so we can either get him instated or get someone else on the job
< 04Molly > agreed
< 08@Morgan > I'll see you later blossom
* @Morgan leaves the room
< 04Molly > **though dressing Varick is like wrestling three ferrets in a holey sock, and feeding him the chocolate cake is not much better, there is somethng both wonderful and panful in such tender ministrations of a child once more. Eventually, they get to the chapel on time, the only ones missing are alarice, heinrich, molly and adalbrecht
* @Morgan shuffles Varick into a seat
< 04Molly > V: *he pulls out a dice that he has somehow smuggled past Morgan.*
* @Morgan nudges him and holds out his hand
< 04Molly > V: *he sighs dramatically, handing it over*
< 08@Morgan > yuo can have it later
< 04Molly > ** The door opens, bringing with it a hush, followed by the slight gasps of Verity and Martha.
* @Morgan looks up
* Molly enters on Adalbrechts arm. She wears a dress he's never seen, a crushed red velvet, trimmed in gold brocade. she looks achingly beautiful. she smiles warmly at them
< 04Molly > V: *he stares, mouth open*
* @Morgan nudges the boy
< 08@Morgan > close your mouth
< 04Molly > V: *he does* she's very pretty
< 08@Morgan > I know... one of the reasons I'm going to marry her
< 04Molly > V: *he nods solemnly* you can, because she is rich now
* @Morgan looks at him
< 08@Morgan > what makes you say that?
< 04Molly > V: mother says rich people have to marry other rich people, not poor people
* @Morgan tilts his head slightly
< 08@Morgan > its not quite that simple
< 04Molly > V: *he shrugs* 's what she says
< 08@Morgan > yes but women are notoriously unreliable when it comes to that sort of thing
< 04Molly > AD: *he leads Molly to Morgan, and bows once she's in the pew, going to Verity*
* Molly looks to Morgan with a smile
< 08@Morgan > good morning Lady Forrester
< 04Molly > good morning, Veisgraf Koertig
< 08@Morgan > I'm reliably informed that you are very pretty
< 04Molly > *the minister steps up, welcoming them all, though it seems quiet from where they're sat*
< 04Molly > Indeed? I rather hoped you'd made a thorough enough assesment with your own senses to come to such a conclusion
< 08@Morgan > oh, it coincides very much with my own conclusions
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > fortunate that, for in less than a fortnght,you will be stuck with me!
< 08@Morgan > I can think of worse torments
* Molly giggles
< 04Molly > Minister: Today's sermon will be on the subject of chastity and the avoidance of lust, and - *he continues to talk*
* Molly looks to Morgan with raised eyebrows, and bites her lower lip to hide the grin
< 04Molly > oh dear!
* @Morgan chuckles slightly
* Molly whispers
< 04Molly > I've found the best way to avoid lust and inappropriate behaviour is constant interruption!
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > You spoke with my father?
< 04Molly > I did... he thought the dress would be a suitable apology...
< 08@Morgan > and do you?
* Molly runs a hand down the smooth line of the bodice
< 04Molly > Oh, definately... if there are dresses like this as apologies, I can bear the insults
* @Morgan nods slowly
< 04Molly > You do not approve
< 08@Morgan > I do not like you being insulted
< 04Molly > I do not think he will do it agan
< 08@Morgan > I should hope not
< 04Molly > let us just say that alot was made of my youthful enthusiasm and curiosity being better to be sated with you than a valet, for example...
* Molly 's expression is mock innocence
< 08@Morgan > I see
* Molly looks troubled
< 04Molly > was that wrong of me?
< 08@Morgan > probably, but if it gets him to back off some...
< 04Molly > I agree...
* Molly lays her hand on his
< 04Molly > You know I would never do such a thing, dont you?
< 08@Morgan > of course
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > good
< 04Molly > Minister: And now we pray... *he starts to recite a long but famliar prayer. The others all bowed ther heads and close their eyes*
* @Morgan glances at Varick
< 04Molly > V: *he mouths the words of the prayer, not in eisen, but thean, as he was taught by his vaticine father. a tear runs down hs cheek*
* @Morgan puts a hand on the boys head
< 04Molly > V: *he shuffles up against Morgan, though still keeps praying. Eventually it ends. The rest of the service passes smoothly, and the minster excuses them all
< 08@Morgan > I suppose I'd best go and speak to him
* Molly squeezes his hand.
< 04Molly > yes, lets
* Molly stands up as the others move towards the door
< 04Molly > Mama?
< 04Molly > Ma: *she comes over* yes?
< 04Molly > Would you keep an eye on Varick, just for an hour so that we can see the minster?
< 04Molly > V: *he looks to Morgan* can I have my dice now?
* @Morgan places it deliberately in the boys palm, crouching down
< 08@Morgan > you were very well behaved, Varick... I'm proud of you
< 04Molly > V: *he grins, obviously really pleased to be told such* I'm proud of you too
* Molly and martha both start to laugh
* @Morgan glances at the two women
< 08@Morgan > thank you Varick. Go with Mrs Forrester for the time being, and I'll see you later
< 04Molly > Ma: of course I'll take him, we'll have a picnic in the maze... come along Varick
< 04Molly > V: *he goes to Martha, holding out the dice* Look what I have! Old Sam the groom at my old house made it from-... *hs words fade as he goes out of the chapel with the others*
* @Morgan stands up
* Molly watches hm go, before looking to Morgan
< 04Molly > You are so good with him, liebling
< 08@Morgan > thank you
< 04Molly > you are starting to care for him I think...
< 04Molly > *the minister approaches*
< 04Molly > M: Good morning, Veisgraf, Lady Forrester
< 04Molly > M: *he opens a leatherbound book, a pencil tied to it with ribbon. He licks the tip
< 08@Morgan > good morning
< 04Molly > M: I need to go through some details with you, names, parents names,place and dates of birth?
< 04Molly > *he looks to morgan*
< 08@Morgan > November 3rd 1643
< 04Molly > M: *he takes the details from both of them* Now, I want you both to feel that you can come to me if there are any diffculties. Arranged marrages can be hard to begin with,but it just takes patience
< 08@Morgan > I'm sure we'll manage somehow
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > M: I've no doubt that in time, you'll deal tolerably well together. Lady Forrester, you have written your own vows? *she nods* If you'll both come wth me to the front...
* Molly follows
* @Morgan follows
< 04Molly > My Lord, you'll be waiting here with your best man. My lady, your father will walk you to here, and put your hand n his, like so *he joins their hands. the sunlight streams through the stained glass window. Molly looks excited, but nervous*
< 04Molly > M: I'll do an introduction, then we go through the basic 'Do you want to love and respect each other and to remain faithful, until death seperates you?' to which you will say... ? *he looks to Morgan*
< 08@Morgan > I do
< 04Molly > M: and then I repeat it for you, my lady, to say...?
* Molly bites her lower lip, looking intently at Morgan
< 04Molly > I do
< 04Molly > M: Good. Then you can make your own vow, we wont do that now. Then you places the rings on the right hand, I pronounce you man and wife, and then you must kiss... *he places his hands, palms up, raising them slightly to encourage them. There is a shimmer of tears in her eyes*
* @Morgan leans in slightly
* Molly copies him, closing her eyes as her lips press softly his. he feels the slight vibration of the supressed murmur of pleasure in her throat
* @Morgan smiles slightly
* Molly pulls away
< 04Molly > M: Don't worry, as I said, these things take time in these marriages... perhaps a bit of practise would be recommended...
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > perhaps that would be a good idea
* Molly tries very hard not to laugh
< 04Molly > If you think it necessary, we will try and practise whenever possible
< 04Molly > M: *he nods* I must go back to town, their service usually starts now
< 08@Morgan > thank you
< 04Molly > M: *he tilts his head, closing the book.
< 04Molly > Good day to you both... *he heads out of the side door, leaving them alone*
* Molly looks around the little, pretty chapel with a look of amazement
< 04Molly > This is actually going to happen...
< 08@Morgan > I dont know if you've noticed, but thats been the plan for some time now
* Molly looks at him
< 04Molly > It hasn't felt truly real until now
* @Morgan nods
* Molly starts to grin
< 04Molly > I'm going to be your wife... and an eisen citizen
< 04Molly > and a veisgrafin! me, Molly Forrester!
< 08@Morgan > thats part and parcel I'm afraid
< 04Molly > I would take you without it all, but none of it wthout you
* @Morgan smiles
* Molly looks at him intently, and then looks away, a slight flush to her cheeks
< 04Molly > we _should_ go back to the house
< 08@Morgan > yes, we should
* Molly sighs a little, nodding. she turns to walk back up the aisle
< 04Molly > They believe we will be detained here an hour
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I know
< 08@Morgan > what have you in mind?
* Molly blushes hard
< 04Molly > better that you do not know,liebling...
< 08@Morgan > oh?
* Molly nods
< 08@Morgan > I disagree
< 04Molly > It took two people to get me into this dress... I'm wondering how simple it'd be for us to get me out of it
* @Morgan laughs
* Molly keeps her eyes on the floor
< 04Molly > I can not imagine you considering anything worse to do for an hour...
< 08@Morgan > oh, I was more thinking of the outrage it would cause
< 04Molly > I thought you had no cares for their demands and limitations
< 08@Morgan > I'm more concerned about the... problems it could cause
< 04Molly > how so?
< 08@Morgan > oh, no doubt my father would get upset and strut around the house like an overproud peacock...
* Molly sighs forlornly
< 04Molly > If he had any idea _where_ your study actually _is_, that could be a possbility
* @Morgan laughs
< 04Molly > The only person who knows is Heinrich, and I rather suspect he has more pressing problems
< 08@Morgan > he will have if I get hold of him
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I'm not sure I'd wish to be on the receiving end of a flogging from you!
* Molly 's expression, and the shiver that notceably runs over her body belie this as an untruth
* @Morgan smiles slightly
< 04Molly > I suppose you mght as well tell me all that you discovered whlst we walk back to find Varick
* @Morgan frowns slightly
< 08@Morgan > aye
* Molly watches him
< 04Molly > why do you frown so?
< 08@Morgan > its... annoying
< 04Molly > what is, my love?
< 08@Morgan > it would appear that Heinrich was carousing with several people... Inga and my cousin
* Molly looks intrigued
* Molly then frowns
< 04Molly > It is awful how quickly my mind takes up gossp
* @Morgan chuckles slightly
< 08@Morgan > quite... it took him altogether too long to put an end to he and Inga... and was carrying on with my cousin at the same time
* Molly walks towards the main door of the chapel
< 04Molly > Scandalous! How far did such liasons go?
< 08@Morgan > I'm not sure... I wouldn't be at all surprised if they went far enough for marriage to be demanded
< 08@Morgan > especially knowing my cousin
* Molly tries to keep her expression neutral, but if he's paying attention, there's a brief flash of envy there
< 04Molly > and alarice has actually left?
< 08@Morgan > I dont know yet... I intend to set Heinzharold onto it
* Molly nods, opening the door to the bright midday sun
< 04Molly > what will be done?
< 08@Morgan > I dont know... I might suggest we annex the lands
< 04Molly > I'm not sure I understand
< 08@Morgan > what do you not undersdtnad?
< 04Molly > annexng the lands... what does it mean?
< 08@Morgan > claiming them, essentially, taking control
* Molly frowns
< 04Molly > and Varick?
* @Morgan looks at the floor for a moment
< 08@Morgan > I intend to keep the lad with us
* Molly stops dead still
< 04Molly > as a fosterling?
* @Morgan shrugs
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I see
< 08@Morgan > You do not like that idea...
< 04Molly > I  am not sure it is right to take him from hs mother...
< 08@Morgan > after the way she has treated him?
< 04Molly > but you said youself that it is the grief that drives her...
< 08@Morgan > thats beside the point... grief or no, that child cannot _take_ that anymore
* Molly looks around to make sure they're alone as they walk across the lawn
< 04Molly > but to make it so permanent imples that she will never be well enough to be a fit mother
< 08@Morgan > then what, Molly?
< 04Molly > I... *she looks to him* I think if you are set that long term she will be of morally unsound fibre, you-... _we_ should ask your father to arrange for us to adopt him.
* Molly looks at him, trying to read him
< 08@Morgan > you do not wish to have children yet
< 04Molly > I am not so heartless as to let that little boy go wthout a family because it prevents my bedding you.
< 08@Morgan > it wouldn't pre... I mean....
< 04Molly > You mean what, liebling?
< 08@Morgan > having him with us wouldn't prevent that... my own decency prevents it going that far
* Molly looks to the floor, chewing her lower lip, voice quiet
< 04Molly > that I am _well_ aware of
* Molly takes a deep breath
* @Morgan hangs his head
< 04Molly > To adopt him would mean having Alarice's rights removed... when it comes to the successon of your uncles lands, that may go against Varick
* @Morgan frowns
< 08@Morgan > that cannot be allowed... they are Varicks land by rights
* Molly shrugs
< 04Molly > I do not know much of the law, such is better left to those that do. It s merely another factor we must consider...
* @Morgan nods
* Molly looks thoughtful
< 04Molly > Also, ensuring that it would not lessen E-...,*she looks away* our children's inheritance would be important
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > quite
< 04Molly > As for the potential interruption... he is old enough for his own room, and doesnot wake in the night. That should in no way prevent us being intimate
< 08@Morgan > indeed
< 04Molly > It is something to think on...
< 08@Morgan > yes... yes it is
* Molly opens the door into the main hall. At the top of the stairs, one side leads to the east wing, where varick would be,also their own rooms. On the other side is the west wing, and hs study. Molly stops, watching him
< 04Molly > which way,liebling?
< 08@Morgan > east, I think... lets see if we can test the bounds of decency
< 04Molly > not in the study?
< 08@Morgan > less chance of being interrupted, you think?
< 04Molly > I would have thought there was far less chance n the study than either of our bedchambers
< 08@Morgan > an excellent point
* Molly grins
< 04Molly > I thought so
< 04Molly > so the west wing?
< 08@Morgan > the west wing
* Molly takes hs hand, urging him up the steps towards the door,clearly keen