= [ORP] The Launce: Launceston Castle

While cleaning the castle, room by room with Geoff's help, Bobbi (she was coming to like this name) received a letter. At first she thought it might be another letter from her brother, Robert, but she didn't immediately recognize the handwriting.



She had almost forgotten that she had asked Chrisius to relay to the council, through her, reports of the war in the north. The report she rolled to take with her to the next meeting of the County Council. The letter she placed on her desk to be answered at her next convenient moment.
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Finally after a long term as sheriff, Roberta was able to return to the castle she had newly claimed with her title.

She would relax for a bit, before she was needed for Court duty as Judge.
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Coming up the road to Launceston a white horse approached. Approaching nearer, one could see the rider wore a wide-brimmed feathered cap and fine threads. It didn't take one long to realize who might be coming down the road. (Psst, it's Jack).

He tied off his horse and approached the gatehouse of Launceston Castle on foot to speak with the guard.

"Greetings, Jack Ashbrook, sir, I was wondering if the Lady of the castle were-- well-- home."

He rested on the stone archway awaiting a response.
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Earl of Bodmin, Prince of England

Jack was chuckling to himself as he reached to remove his hat. Suddenly, he heard a squeal of his name and was caught off-guard by the hug.

"Oof."

He returned the hug,

"How are you cousin? It's been a while since we last spoke."

He stepped back and inspected the riding outfit.

"As it were, I was taking the long route back from Penhallam. On my way, I thought I would stop in and visit my dear cousin, now Lady of Launceston, I see. Congratulations."

He dusted off his cloak.

"It seems you were stepping out for a ride?"
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Earl of Bodmin, Prince of England

"Lord Bedford...," he mulled, "He is in Barnstaple, of course?"

"If you are headed in that direction, I'd be glad to ride with you. I am on my way toward Exeter, at present, and the company would be delightful."

Jack inspected his hat and smoothed the feather before donning it again.

He walked toward his horse, opening his arms gesturing at it and turning back to Roberta, he asked with a large smile on his face,

"Ah! This horse! What do you think of it?"

For his own part, the horse did his best to pretend that a man was not waving his arms in front of him, as the horse nuzzled about the ground looking for grass.

"Isn't it a marvelous creature?" he continued, turning back toward the horse, quite without pausing for a response, "It was a gift, you know...."

He left off, somewhat distracted, with a feeling in his gut that was not entirely new, but whose presence was so far removed from the present that it felt as uncomfortable to him now as the voices had been when they first began. With his back to his cousin, he regained his composure, adjusted his hat, and turned back with a smile.
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Earl of Bodmin, Prince of England

Jack smiled at her wit, laughing when she mentioned "looking it in the mouth",

"Yes, that was the exact expression I was thinking about when I was presented this horse, and it was all I could do to keep from looking to spite myself. I've always wondered what they've got in there that is so special," he jokes, knowing full well it is the teeth.

"Ah, yes, the Ball. I came to hear of the celebration just as I was re-entering Cornwall-- after it had ended, of course," he laughs, "though I am upset that I missed it, I have heard word about town that it was quite the occasion-- the "social event of the season", you might say."

He winks.

"Sadly, I was detoured on my way back to Cornwall to-- well, I'm sure everyone about England already knows why-- to visit someone."

As he recalls those days' events, his heart picks up pace. He pauses, unable to understand these racing feelings. When standing in front of a jeering crowd, debating an enraged opponent, speaking with someone he knows he's wronged, his heart races, his chest tightens, breathing becomes difficult, his thoughts become fractured and now, thinking back he is having the same reaction....

He coughs,

"Yes, you know I went to visit Emmy, the same who you recall was very critical of my regency-- don't get upset, sometimes it's good to introduce a little perspective."

He chuckles,

"Now, a lot of people expected that we were going to duel in the street or something, but, of course, these were simply rumors. We had a rather honest and mind-opening conversation, we explained our positions and in the end, I believe we parted on good terms...."

He felt his heart beating. He thought, "We did part on good terms.... We forgave one another, we exchanged gifts-- granted, champagne for a horse might be a bit of a stretch-- so why am I still so anxious?"

With this running bout of energy, he turned toward Roberta, smiling again,

"Well, enough about me, my dear cousin, let me ask about you. You seem to be in incredibly high spirits. If this is what the ball at the DePeche Manor did to you then I am extremely sorry to have missed it!"

He did not know what lead him on to the next statement, perhaps it was her smile, perhaps it was her spirit-- perhaps it was her eagerness to return to Barnstaple-- but he asked, with a laugh,

"Why, if I didn't know, I'd say you met someone."
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Earl of Bodmin, Prince of England

As she said this, Jack looked introspectively at his horse's calf and muttered,

"Yes, I suppose...."

As she continued with joy in her heart, he felt a moment of surprise, so this is why she wanted to see Lord Bedford so soon!

"Well, cousin, this certainly is very exciting news. I will certainly have to ride with you and give Lord Chris a hard time."

He grinned.

"And did politics really get you down so much?"


{No response is needed, carrying on in A Country Ride}
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Earl of Bodmin, Prince of England

I woke from a beautiful night's slumber and wondered, was it all a dream? I rose from bed and glanced at my dressing table. Sitting on the table was the beautiful pendant Chris had given me. This ... is not a dream. It is real, and I am engaged to Chris. I fall back on to the bed with abandon. The Party the thought flew through my head. I sat up and started my toilet to get ready for the day.

I brought with me a charcoal stick and some scrap parchment, to make notes on for the party. The list grew longer over breakfast. After eating, I headed to my little office and was able to find some beautiful matching stationary for my invitations. I hand wrote each one, hoping I wasn't missing anyone Chris wanted me to invite. This was just for family and intimate friends.



I rang for Geoff. Geoff, I need you to deliver these invitations for me. I hope that Treena as made it home from her travels so that she can attend. if not leave it with the steward of her house, Geoff.

With the invitations finished, I went to the cook to begin discussing the dinner menu for the party.
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I was in the Smithy, sharpening an axe, when Geoff came in with a letter.

Met the messenger at the gate as I was comin' back from the DePeche manor. Said 'e was from Bodmin.

I perk up. Jack has replied already! Wonderful. I read over the note. Hmm. A guest? a female? Geoff did you hear anything while you were there?

No, Ma'am. They was the first I delivered, so I was off real quick. Geoff shook his head.

I walked over to the little office in the smithy and wrote Jack a quick note.



Geoff, dear. I know you just got back, but could you run this over to Bodmin? You are such a peach. I smile at Geoff as he nods his assent.
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[oops, double post]

I had been conferring with Janet, the cook, all day about the menu and preparations. We had arranged for a few extra servants to help with the party.

Mary, the maid, had set the formal dining room and table. The bar was set up, with Geoff as the tender (he had tended the Hungry Hooter in Launceston many a time).

Once all the preparations were done, I went upstairs to dress.

As I was fixing my hair, Mary knocked on my door to tell me that a guest had arrived already, that the guard had brought them to the door. Oh, early. And Chris isn't hear yet. Set them up in the Parlor, Mary and have Geoff get them something to drink. See if Janet has some canapés ready and get them served, please. I will be down momentarily.

Mary came downstairs with her instructions. Father Richileau, please follow me. M'Lady will be down soon. She took him to the parlor, where Geoff had the bar set up. Leaving him in the capable care of Geoff, Mary went to the kitchen to check with the cook.

Greetings Father Richileau. Would you like something to drink? We have wine, ale, and some imported Irish whiskey.Geoff asked him.

I came down stairs just as Geoff was asking about drinks. Richileau, I am so glad you could come. Was the trip long for you? Being between Launceston and Barnstaple, I sometimes think that people might get lost. I giggle a little.
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We had left a little late, but luckily the roads between the two towns of Barnstaple and Launceston were well maintained, the folks of both towns took great pride in their trade links and made sure repiars were always carried out each spring.

Even so it made for a somewhat bumpy journey, a few times Lily had been flung across from her Mothers side onto my lap, though giggling loudly about it all !

About two hours id reckoned would see us there and it was beginning to feel like wed been in the carriage for four ! thump thump thump ! I bashed the roof of the carriage, Bob are we nearly there yet ! I hollered to the lad through the side window !

the castle is just ahead on the horizon Sir, wont be long now ! Bob answered.
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Earl of Bedford, Pater Patriae of the Depeche Retinue

Smiling at my Sisters comment and the ever cheerful face of Lily, I opened the door and got out to speak with the Gate man, stretching with relief at being out of the confines of the carriage, Could you inform the Lady of the house we have arrived my good man !, the Lord Bedford and Lady Lidford, Chrisius and Misty with young Lily.

Helping the girls out of the coach, Bob take it away round to the stable yard will you, and make sure our bags get brought up ! I flipped the lad a coin and an appreciative smile, Come on then you two lets go find the Hostess !
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Earl of Bedford, Pater Patriae of the Depeche Retinue

Chris was most insistent that you be invited, Richileau, and I was more than pleased to extend the invitation. The pleasure is mine that you accepted. I blushed a bit at his compliment. Thank you, but I feel that the luck is all mine to have Chris in my life. I am glad you had a good trip.

Ian, dressed in his best livery, came to me to whisper in my ear. M'Lady, M'Lord Bedford an' 'is sister are here. I nodded at him. Richileau, if you will please excuse me, I have other guests to greet. Please make yourself at home. I nodded to him and went to the door.

I opened the door just as Chris was about to knock on it. Chris, your here. I smiled at him. I hope the trip was easy. I saw Misty right beside him. Misty, sister-to-be! I am glad you are here. Who do we have here? Hello Lily. Welcome to my home. I said when I saw Misty's daughter. Please come in all of you. Richileau is already here. I felt silly to be so nervous with Chris and Misty, but I was. It was the first time I had hosted either of them here. I motioned Mary over. Lily, would you like a tour of the castle? Mary here knows a bit about it and can show you all the fun places.

Mary smiled at Lily, Would ye like ta see the castle, Miss Lily? Mary held her hand out to Lily as I took Chris's hand in my own.
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Emmy smiles at the travelers on the road.She looks at jack,"Maybe we can travel as a group?"Emmy smiles.

"Indeed, I would be happy to have you aboard," replied Jack.

"I suspect part of the trouble is in people headed all the way out to Launceston when the castle is not inside that city."

He gestures for the two to follow, as he has been to "the Launc" before and knows how to return.

"Come, follow us."
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Earl of Bodmin, Prince of England

I gave Boo a quick hello Kiss Hello my Love, Ive missed you !


Rich is here you say, good good, I have a few things to ask of him

I watched as lily skipped down the hallway hand in hand with Mary, she was so excited about visiting a castle .

Just look at her go Misty, she is shooting up now I say grinning, something about Lily always gave me a smile. Can you take us through to Rich Boo ?
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Earl of Bedford, Pater Patriae of the Depeche Retinue

Treena was relieved to have someone to follow, amd she was even more pleased Jack did not lead them to the road Darrian had just suggested. "Thank heavens Jack found us out here, or we'd have been lost a good while longer," she spoke a little louder than usual to tease her fiancé. To her surprise, they went instead to the road that had just led them in a large circle. Still she trusted Jack, after all he had been there before to see their cousin, and she herself had not.

As soon as they were traveling again, and the horse hooves and wagon wheels would keep their conversation private, Treena scooted a little closer to Darrian on the bench and whispered, "Those two seem awfully close since I've been back. Has Jack finally found a place in his heart for someone who knows he exists?" She giggled softly.

A quarter of an hour later, they turned softly to the right instead of following the road straight. She waited for Darrian to tease that this is where she'd misdirected them, but at least they were heading the right way now. This road led relatively straight through farmland and forest for another hour or more until it finally circled the castle's grounds towards the main gate. The now rather large entourage rode to the guards' tower and waited to be admitted.

Treena allowed Jack to introduce them, he would be recognized, she hoped anyway. One never knows how worldly the people in this part of the country will be. She instead admired the manicured gardens of the estate, in stark contrast to her own mostly wild lands north of here. Boo has really made this remote castle shine with beauty befitting her stature, she thought.
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On approach, Jack hailed the castle guard to alert them to the retinue's arrival. (Potentially overlooking any open or inviting aspects of the castle,) Jack knocked on the guardhouse door.

"Greetings," he announced, "We are Prince Jack Ashbrook, Earl of Bodmin, Treena Bedinfield Lady of Exmoor, Darrien from Exeter and Lady Emmy Balintyne also from Exeter."

Wow, what a mouthful.

"We've come to offer our congratulations to the Lady of the Castle (and our condolences to Earl Bedford ), as well as to attend the festivities this evening."
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Earl of Bodmin, Prince of England

Rich Im so pleased you could make it here, I have something very important I wish to discuss with you my friend. I reach my right hand and firmly shake Rich's hand in greeting.


Rich, or mayhaps I should address you as Father Rich for this, as you will no doubt be aware my good friend I have had the upmost good fortune to have found the love of my life. Now I know these days you are an extemely busy fellow.... As Boo comes back to join me I trail off and kiss my Lass on the cheek, and take a hold of her hand.

There seems to be more guests arriving so I hold off continuing and wait for either Rich to speak or for Boo to introduce me to some of her kin.

Looks like the place if filling up Misty ! maybe there will be an odd bachelor or two
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Earl of Bedford, Pater Patriae of the Depeche Retinue

ConDoin had left the castle earlier in the day for a walk to clear his head whilst others prepared for his sister's engagement party. Upon his arrival, the guards informed him that many of the guests had arrived.

Robert spotted some of the serving men struggling to bring up a cask of cider from the castle cellars, having nothing else to do, he took it upon himself to lend a hand. "It's unlike ol' Geoff to have forgotten to have had this brought up earlier on." The other men only answered with a nod, as they struggled to haul the cask up the steps.
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Viscount of Luton

Taking the larger man's hand, Richileau returned the hearty handshake. Chrisius had spoken at one of those unfortunate moments when Richileau had his mouth full, so the priest could only smile warmly and nod in assent whilst trying desperately to swallow his hors d'euvre.

Realising Richileau's plight, Chrisius blushed slightly, realising the timing of his question, and continued.

Lady_Roberta arrived to grab a quick moment with her betrothed, and members of the bride-t0-be's family were announced. Chrisius' chain of concentration was broken, and when he came back to it, it seemed to be with a sense of urgency and importance that made him think much more time had passed in Richileau's silence than had in actuality transpired. The great warrior and general seemed nervous and petrubed; Richileau could only grin as he imagined the Earl of Bedfords stumbling words as he proposed to the Lady Condoin!

"My Lord Chrisius, I am flattered and honoured that you would ask me to do this and you think so highly of me to even consider it. But are you sure you are not valuing our friendship higher than society - or you wife - would place it?"

Chrisius did not reply immediately, so Rich continued. "You are the Baron of Barnstaple and the Earl of Bedford. And Lady_Roberta. well - she is the Lady of Launceston, a past Countess, and a current candidate for the regency of the entire nation. I am merely a young and inexperienced priest, with a great deal of study still required of me. A marriage of this magnitude requires a cathedral, and to be conducted by a bishop. To have such a politicalically important union, and the joining of such wealth, to be performed in a humble parish church by one as lowly as me would be held above you both by your families and your peers. Have you talked about this proposal with Lady_Roberta's parents?
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Having heard the conversation between my Brother and Father Rich i nearly choked on my plum wine with laughing so much about my brother being of noble standing, hes a good man but to think he wants to marry in a cathedral just made me laugh.

Turning to Father Richileau im affraid you have my Brother all wrong, he wouldnt want such a fine affair, and Boo knows this, its not the De peche way.

I looked around the room after talking with Father Richileau i saw Treena who i hadnt seen in a long time waving wooo wooo Treena how are you? long time no see.

Thank you Treena you also look good and look so well, yes Lily is here in the castle somewhere she is with Mary being shown around.

Dont you think Chris and Boo make a lovely couple?

Emmysmiles,"Thankyou Lady Roberta,It is a honor to be welcomed here."Emmy smiles as she follows everyone into the parlor and finds a seat for her and jack.Emmy feeling really odd being at the castle.

Id waited for a further response from Rich, though likely my outspoken words had caused him to think before replying again, it would have to keep for now as the guests were here and I was being addressed by others.

Thank you Jack, please can we do away with the formalities we all have known each other so long I hardly need think you should call me lord all evening ? I suggested and scanned those gathered for approval !

Treena Emmy and Darrion, thank you for joining us, Treena you look well I said and smiled, I loosened myself from Boo's hold and stepped over to her brother, I put out my right hand Robert, it is an honour to see you again, it must be years since weve occupied the same room, tradition would have it that I must seek your approval and blessing for my interest in your wonderful Sister Sir, I humbly confront you then with this matter and would assure you that my intentions are honourable, I will devote my life to Boo's happiness ! I left those words lingering for all to witness, holding steady my hand for Boo's Brother to take.

I had dreaded this moment and thought it best done and dusted, if there were to be any issue to have it dealt with before dinner. I half expected trouble, there had been moments past where we had not seen eye to eye, I was certain everyone in that room knew and expected sparks, maybe even hoped for them for some entertainment value.

One thing was certain, I loved this mans Sister, and he would recognise that in my eyes and in her demeanor, no honourable man would deny his kin their happiness so I was confident, despite our differences I knew him to be an honourable man.
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Earl of Bedford, Pater Patriae of the Depeche Retinue

Robert instantly broke into a smile as he saw his sister approach, setting down the cask of cider... He returned her hug even more tightly as if it were a final farewell. "I have missed so much of your life already, I won't miss a second more." After he said this she stands back and makes the announcement of her impending matrimony... He had known it was coming, as she had confided her interest in settling down before. He had even known the identity of her suitor, yet now it all seemed too real and set in stone. Having just found her again, she was now to be part of a new family.

He looked instantly to Lord Chrisius as he accepted congratulations from close family and friends. Robert had known the man for many years now, yet they had not often shared a room and spoken privately. They had first served together in the EDR, but from there, their paths split as they found themselves on differing political opinions, and on opposite county parties.

But those were old wounds, long healed, and having stepped back from political life, Robert was able to look upon this event much more calmly. Chrisius was noticeably older than Roberta, which was not uncommon umong the nobility of England... Robert's own Viscounty of Luton was a unitary authority within Bedfordshire, Chrisius' Earldom... Such a union would bring political stability to the area... Lost in his thoughts Robert was brought to attention by a hand appearing before him...

Looking up he could see the hand belonged to Chrisius', he looked hard at the man as he listened to what he had to say. His words were grand and respectfully, suited to such an occasion. But his eyes showed something simple. Love. The doubt in Robert's mind slowly released its grip, and he was able to give Chrisius a genuine smile. "You are a hard man, Lord Chrisius. A strong general and a man of honour. You will need all of these attributes to be able to handle my sister and to keep her safe. I shall take you hand sir, and accept your engagement. After this dinner you will leave with two things... Roberta's hand in marriage, and my trust."
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Viscount of Luton

I hugged Robert as hard as he hugged me. We had not shared much of our lives until recently, only just realizing we were twins this year after I found I was part of the ConDoin family.

I wouldn't want to miss any more of your life either, Brother Dear. I smile brightly at both Robert and Chris, the two most important men in my life, ignoring the mild jests aimed at myself from them both. I kissed Robert's cheek, then saw Mary and Lily in the doorway, just back from their tour of the castle. They joined us, Lily telling Misty how she enjoyed the tour and Mary, Mary telling me that dinner was ready.

Chris, your wish is my cook's command. Dinner is ready to be served. I hope it is all to your liking. I ushered everyone into the dining hall, taking Chris's hand as we walked to the table.

I paired everyone off for the seating.Jack and Emmy, Treena and Darrian, Me and Chris, Misty and Robert, and Lily and Richileau.



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Mummy Mummy, the castle is hugeeeee lots of big rooms and toys lots of toys and Mary skipped down the long corridors with shes funny Mummy, is dinner ready yet? im hungry, theres alot of people here, why is uncle Chris holding that Ladies hand? is he going to kiss her?

who is that man over there? the one shaking Uncle Chris's hand?

Seein Mary bring Lily back from her trip around the castle, Lily ran over all excited.

Did you have a good time my sweetie? she couldnt wait to tell her all about it but also she had lots of questions, yes dear dinner has just been served we are going in now, yes Lily its a party thats why lots of people are here, Uncle Chris is holding that ladies hand because he loves her and yes he proberbly will kiss her, the man over there is Boo's twin Brother.

Moving into the dinning room i told Lily you are to sit next to Father Richileau, but i will be close by, now behave dear and mind your manners.

I took a good mouthful of wine for Treena's toast, after which I stood to speak, the guests were all seated and the food was served.

Friends, thank you all so much for sharing with us today our happy news, Treena thank you so much for your lovely kind words, As the food is here and ready for us to eat I wont talk for long I promise !

Just some few words from my heart I would like you all to hear, I cannot begin to quantify my good fortune, truly I am stunned that the lovely lady Roberta, my Boo ! that she would ever have seen potential Husband material in me, the Lady must have some other worldly sense for I have never seen myself as the marrying type.

I suppose many years of campaigning and soldiering just makes one lose sight of lifes more joyous things, love and tenderness, the love that passes between a man and a woman. My Sisters have often tried to change me, but stubbornly I avoided matters of the heart for many years.

Until that is Boo and I kissed at the Barnstaple Kissing Booth, well I had wanted to Kiss her but I acted like the fool over it, silly man that I am

Well things sure moved on a pace at the Ball we hosted at our Manor, to be truthfull weve only just met though weve known each other for a long time I pause and turn to face Boo, she is a little red in the face, but comfortably seated,

I digress, and I promised I would not go on for too long ! So can you all please charge your Goblets, for a toast to our hostess, Boo you are my rising star, my love, my hearts every desire, I love you dear heart, so I toast to your good health and long and happy life ! Cheers !
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Earl of Bedford, Pater Patriae of the Depeche Retinue

Emmy raises her glass in cheers,She stands."May the best of futures be upon you and chrisius.My prayers will be with you both."Emmy smiles as she sits back down.

Emmy smiles as she pats jacks knee,"They look so happy together.Maybe life was meant to be happy."Emmy smiles as she sips her wine while looking at jack.

Treena reached for Darrian's hand under the table and gave it a gentle squeeze. Their words so closely echoed those in her own heart. The smell of the fresh herbed poultry and delicate seafood got the better of her, as her stomach reminded her of the length of the journey. She looked nervously around, hoping she would not be the first to succumb to a taste.
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As everyone settled back down hoping for the toasts to be done so the eating could begin, I fumbled in my pocket for something,

Friends one, well two last things before we eat, very briefly I promise, Boo my Love I did not have a great deal of time but I wanted to make sure to get you some token of my love for you, an engagement ring for your finger my love.



I allow all to have a glimpse, but not to long as Boo will surely want to spend time showing off her new ring later to her lady friends, I reach down and take Boo's hand, gently placing the ring on her finger.

Amazed at how well id judged her fingers size the ring fits near perfectly,

It looks exquisite on your finger my love, as beautiful as the wearer ! I said to her and kissed her hand,
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Earl of Bedford, Pater Patriae of the Depeche Retinue

Ok friends without further ado, I will quickly say Grace.

I looked around the faces gathered at the table, grinning to myself knowing they just wanted to get started,

Jah ! I paused for effect, and let them hang a little while longer, Emmy close those eyes and hands together !

Jah please Jah bless this bunch as they munch their Lunch !


Amen


Ok lets tuck in folks
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Earl of Bedford, Pater Patriae of the Depeche Retinue

Darrian squeezed Treena's hand in return after Chrisius was done saying grace. When she opened her eyes again and the words "lets tuck in folks" were pronounced, he could see her hopes flaring up again about getting a bite finally. he had noticed the same glances at all the food earlier too. He had to admit that he was hungry too and had had thoughts of stealing a bit earlier, but he knew that if he would be the first to do that, Treena would be on his back with teases about him being a food monster all night long.

But now that the time had come, he still wouldn't allow himself to succumb first. So he nudged Treena and inconspicuously leaned sideways to her to mumble "take a bite you goof, you're allowed to now. And make sure to make me look good while you're at it." When she glared back at him, he just smiled like a good boy to tease her some more.

Looking at Misty going up to the happy couple to look at Boo's ring, he said to Treena "We should go take a look too, well especially you."

I could only giggle a little at Chris's admonition to Emmy. I was still not sure why she was here with Jack, but I was too happy to fuss over it now. I bowed my head and closed my eyes, waiting for Chris's blessing. My eyes flew open at his brief and humorous grace , and I couldn't let the laughter out until I heard Misty's musical laughter.

I wasn't sure I could eat any of the wonderful food that Janet had made for the party, I was so over come with emotions. I showed Misty my ring.

Thank you, Treena. Janet and I worked hard on the menu. I nibbled my food but barely tasted it, in truth. Chris looked like he was enjoying the dinner as well.
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The food was delicious, and the company fine, any reservations Id had about meeting Condoin were happily quashed and here we all were eating and chatting together.

Boo you and Janet are to be commended indeed, the food is excellent, another good reason to marry you I said in my cheeky way, Tell me Robert did you see any action in the north over the summer ? I asked Boo's Brother.

I take another piece of the chicken whilst he chews his mouthful.
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Earl of Bedford, Pater Patriae of the Depeche Retinue

Emmysmiles as she watches the events unfold.She smiles at jack and whispers,"They do make a good couple."Emmy smiles as she sipsher wine some more.

Jack stood, now more uncertain of what his cousin wanted to speak about. His mind must have picked up on the cues as it searched for any available excuse to avoid the situation, but his feet, dumb as they were deaf, followed behind Roberta while his mouth, operating of its own accord said,

"Sure, cousin."

Suspicion like arrows burrowed into his mind, though he tried to shake them at least until Roberta had made her case.




*NB: Don't throw a surprise party for a paranoid person.
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Earl of Bodmin, Prince of England

"What do you mean, 'Why is she here?'," asked Jack, absolutely sure of what the question meant.

"What could she be getting at?"

"I asked if I could invite a guest, Emmy is my guest."

He recalled the conversation they had had before he returned to Somerset.

"Oh, Roberta! I didn't tell you!"

"Ummm.... Tell her what exactly?"

"That is, I didn't tell you that Emmy has moved to Cornwall-- yes-- she seems to have taken an interest in clean ocean air and living... um... more... on the moors...."

He had to admit, that didn't even make sense to him. What made less sense was the fact that it had been mostly on his suggestion that Emmy move to Cornwall. So then, what were his intentions. One does not ask a woman to move to another county unless one has an interest in her, and he had not yet even expressed such an interest.

"It was my suggestion to her," he began, without even thinking it through, "I thought maybe the fresh air would be good for her."
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Earl of Bodmin, Prince of England

Jack shook his head,

"Roberta, I could swear we talked about this.... When I cannot recall...."

He thinks, "Well, yes, I do recall her wanting to hang me...."

"Yes, the killing... right...."

He pauses, what could he possibly say to make that sound like a simple thing to brush off?

"Remember, I told you that I've spoken to her since my term ended. It turns out I was simply in the wrong office at the wrong time. Emmy and I have grown to understand one another quite well and-- well."

He thinks, "I may be getting to far ahead of myself."

"Well, there's your story. I really hope I haven't ruined your dinner by bringing her along, I had not quite considered that to you-- that is-- the rest of England, she is still "Emmy on the soapbox"...."
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The food had been wonderful, I was well stuffed and Lily was tucking into a second helping of dessert, I smiled at her as she looked at me with a messy face.

Your enjoying that arent you lass ! I said to her.

Everyone was sitting back full and contented, little conversations here and there, I still needed to talk to Rich but I wondered what was wrong with Boo and Jack, they had gone out into the hallway and I could see that Boo seemed concerned about something.

Unable to settle I made my way over,

Boo my Love, is everything alright ?
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Looking from Jack then to Boo, then back again, sure there was much not being said, but on seeing Boo embrace her cousin my mind was eased, I took her hand in mine and agreed,

Yes my Love lets get back to the party
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I laughted at Lily she had chocolate cake all over her face, Lily sweetheart come here and let me clean your face taking a hankie from my bag i start cleaning Lilys face stand still dear, look at the state of your dress, hurry and sit back down now before anyone see's the state your in

Emmy looks happy as she sees jack come back into the room."Is everything ok?"She asks softly.

Emmy smilesdespite being concerned,"It would be a honor."Emmy stands and follows jack outside."Is everything ok?"She asks softly as she cuddles close to jack.

Treena held Darrian's hand as they relaxed after the filling supper. They chatted quietly, as the other guests seemed preoccupied. "It isn't often we get out of the city for events like this anymore," she smiled. "It's nice." She sipped from her glass of wine, not noticing the blush creeping into her cheeks, and servants filled it as soon as it emptied. "I wonder if there will be dancing."
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Aye my love I will have another same as you, Cider please Geoff.

I could see out on the walls Jack an Emmy standing very close to one another, Boo was looking into the room and had not noticed them, It occured to me I had save Jack from having to answer some question and it occured to me Boo's answer was there to be seen through her very own window, she had but to look.
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Jack and Emmy re-enter the banquet room hand in hand. Jack is grinning from ear to ear. He searches through the company for Treena and leads Emmy to her quickly.

"Treena," he whispers, "I have something exciting to tell you."
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Of course my Love, but do you want to see what makes your Cousin smile so first ? I would say he is breaking some important news to Lady Treena
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"You what?!" Treena blurted out. "Her?" She stood there with her mouth agape at the two of them. "You are my brother, but you are also a Prince of England, Jack, and...and...she is..." she didn't know how to finish the sentence. What was Emmy? Quite nearly an enemy of England, that's what she was. Causing uproars wherever she went, including her latest stop, Treena's beloved Exeter. The thoughts rushed through Treena's mind. "I'm sure the slattern brings you comfort," she spit out, "but to love her? Have you even thought this through? What this means to our family? Or for that matter the country? Her voice trailed off, "men..."
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News? I turned to look at Jack and Treena just as she exclaimed "You what?! Her?"

I started toward them, not knowing what was being said.

As I reached them, I heard the last bit of what Jack said. Treena? Jack? Is everything ok? What is going on?
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Emmy silently raises a finger while she ponders her thoughts,"My dear treena,I have always been for the people, and the flag, but when the flag tries to trample over the very people it claims to defend, Then you have to draw a line where your heart,soul, and spirit lay at.It is true i fought against the flag when i found something wrong.That does not make it criminal.Our very king has ruled we do have free speech.Since i have been elected mayor of exeter, I have had nothing but the common goal of making the city profitable, and attracting more people.I have had the unfortunate pleasure of seeing what the regency and it's houses do to the land.I made myself a promise to not be like the corrupt people in the regency.I do not care for being labeled the enemy of this land, for if you do you will have to ask yourself this,enemy of which england?Your england,The one of spiritual guides.The regency england,The land of corruptness,and abuse of powers onto the people?,Or the commoner's england?The land of thier hopes and dreams, where we are all equal in eyes of the lord?Which of these do you call me the enemy, for which not court charges have been filed?We are a land ruled by courts and laws."Emmy smiles as she watches the room go silent as they murmur over what was just said.She turns to jack."Would you like more wine dear?"Emmy asks softly.

Treena bit her lip and gathered her thoughts before responding. "I'm sorry if I offended your lady, Jack," she hissed. "You know, better than anyone, that she and I have been cordial in the short time I've known her. As a colleague yes, a friend maybe, but a sister?" She swallowed a gulp of air and shook her head. "I have never seen so much controversy in our little city as there has been since you brought her through our gates. Do you think that will fade with the love of the highest ranking noble? Or increase tenfold as people quite rightfully suspect her of influencing your every move?" Treena looked from Jack to Emmy and back. "This is exactly the enemy she has been, she stirs up trouble everywhere and leaves a smoldering mess in her wake. Courts need not pass judgment when an entire country shakes so violently." Treena herself was shaking, this anger she didn't know existed now boiled in her blood. "And tell me, brother, how can you be so sure of her motivations? It wouldn't be the first time she's nudged herself in with powerful men." Seeing the lingering shock on Jack's face, Treena too was embarrassed by her accusations, and clamped her mouth shut but remained staring at her brother.

Chrisius jumped in at that moment and she breathed a sigh of relief. Strange, she thought to herself with a half-smile, one of the most outspoken men she knew was defusing the situation.
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Emmy accepts jacks arm as they walk to where chrisius is and to drink some more.

As jack walks away, he is also thinking, his mind caught somewhere between his family and the girl on his arm. Not a quarter of an hour has passed since he declared his love and yet his bonds are already being tested, and from that very fountain he had relied upon for support from so long.

"How dare she lay into me like that? After all we've been through, I would have thought better of her than to be so opposed to me."

Jack can barely see nor taste the wine as he drinks from his glass. A fog hangs about his eyes, a red haze blinding and tunneling his vision to a distant point ahead. There is no shelter here, nor anywhere.

"You're not weak, child."

The voice came so suddenly and without warning that he almost swiveled around to see who spoke it. Visions flashed through his head reminding him of how easy it was to tip an entire person's world on them until they slid off the edge.

"No, but I am better than that," he thought, wondering who he was trying to convince.
"Yes, well enough to believe you should take the blows; good enough to be easily held under by your closest friends; nice*... enough to believe this is the way you ought to act.

He felt a laugh like hissing fill his mind, as he attempted to regain control of his own thoughts.

"No," he thought, "You are absolutely wrong. I have everything under control now and I DO NOT need your help!

Still the hissing continued, unabated, despite his attempts to wring this thought from his mind. Jack was beginning to suspect that this specter had only the worst intents in mind. He closed his eyes and diverted his mind away from the earlier argument he had had with Treena, deciding instead to recall better days. The joy she had felt as mayor; visiting her at home in Exmoor manor; her fair complexion in the sun as they rode into Launceston together....

Yet the hissing laughter continued.

"And... now...," she spoke deliberately.

He opened his eyes....

Overjoyed, "...Yesss...."

Unsure, even, of the witch's intent, Jack looked deep into Emmy's eyes and there, accidentally muttered aloud,

"No...."




*Nice has a nice little etymological history that Jack (and supposedly Jane Austen's characters) were well aware of.
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Darrian watched the scene unfold before the whole party gathered there. By now it had gone silent again as all the guests not directly involved in the discussion looked upon it all happening there. He himself wanted to interfere but Chrisius managed to jump in before he had fully managed to understand what was going on. But even with that Jack and Treena wouldn't stop. It concerned him, he had never seen the two of them fight like that...no, he had never even seen them fight at all. They had always been the best of siblings he had ever met.

He grabbed his drink and what remained of Treena's wine and went to find his way to the window she was standing. He looked at Jack briefly, not completely sure what had happened yet he gave him an apologizing look nevertheless, before stopping next to Treena. He touched her shoulder lightly and offered her drink without saying anything. He could see the trail of a tear on her cheek and figured now that she had a quiet moment for a little while, regret and understanding of what had been said had crept into her thoughts. "Are you alright love?" he asked her carefully to get her attention. "I can get something else for you to drink too if you want. And maybe a bit of fresh air will do you no harm?"
As he waited for her to answer, he slipped his hand in hers and gave it a soft squeeze.

After the dramatic interlude, it was almost comforting to Richileau that the evening had returned to a semblance of noble formality, as Prince Jack charged glasses in a toast. Somehow, during the previous fracard and heated words, Geoff had managed to slip between the guests and refill goblets. Listening to the toast, Richileau was reminded of why Jack had ascended to the regency. He was a personality, and had a gift with words.
Much as his nature wished him to be uprising, and to try and calm the situation down, he really did not expect such discord to be an unexpected thing at noble gatherings. He remained calmly seated, smiling and distracting Lily, whilst decorum returned to the dining room.
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Emmy raises her glass,"Lady Treena,Lady Roberta,chrisius,and others gathered here,Especially my dearest jack.May the ability to have peace and love with us for the trip we all have embarked on here tonight."Emmy looks at chrisius and roberta,"Chrisius and roberta, I know we have crossed many times, but let's bury the past here and tonight with this toast.Tonight is the first day of a new generation of love that will follow us wherever we go.May god be with you two."Emmy smiles as she drinks a little out of her glass.

As we moved together I leaned in to Boo and whispered into her ear,

My Love how I wish we were back in the forest in the woodsmans hut, alone !
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Treena hurriedly brushed away her tears with the back of her hand. "Yes, darling, I'm alright," she smiled weakly and held his hand. "We should try to make the most of the party, for Boo's sake. And I believe you still owe me a dance." She smiled a little brighter, the anxiety beginning to dissipate, though still dulling her eyes.

Darrian led her a few steps towards the other guests. Treena looked at the floor as Jack spoke up with his toast to the couple. It was beautiful, she admitted to herself, fitting for the pair. Chrisius beckoned them closer still and toasted love. Treena looked at Darrian affectionately, tending to her with such care, melting her hostility with his warmth. She listened half-heartedly to the toast to Jack and Emmy. She did wish her brother to be happy, she just wasn't convinced this would bring him joy so much as heartache. She lifted her glass and meakly toasted "To love" and took a sip.

Treena watched as the new couple began to dance. Boo's gown swept beautifully across the floor, in the way only fine silk could, fluid and floating. The evening looked promising despite the recent clash.
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Emmy smiles as she accepts jacks hand."It would be my honor,my dear jack."Emmy smiles as they make thier way to the floor.

Mummy? i am tired can i go to sleep? rubbing her eyes and blinking fast, where can i sleep Mummy?

I was pleased that everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves at least half as much as I was in Chris's arms. I was disappointed that the music stopped, but when Chris spoke of finding a place for Lily, I knew the perfect room.

Chris, Misty, follow me. I have just the spot for Lily, I said smiling. I lead them upstairs to the guest wing. I thought that you and Lily could sleep here tonight Misty.



Once Misty started getting Lily ready for sleep, I took Chris down the hall a bit. I didn't like the rooms in the residential wing. I chose this room down at the end of this hall.



I look at Chris. But I thought you would like to sleep near Misty so I chose this room for you right across the hall from her.



If you would like Chris, we could take some air on the ramparts?



[ETA: There are more rooms for those that do not wish to travel late at night. Plenty of guest rooms.]
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Chris led us out on the ramparts. The air was bracing and I shivered just a bit.

The night was beautiful, the stars shining brightly. I felt it was a good sign for us. We had started together with fireworks and a storm. Now we had calm weather to celebrate our love.

I turned to Chris. Alone.
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His finger on my lips, a gentle command. His soft kiss, a loud ringing bell in my heart. His embrace, the safest, most secure home for my being and my heart.

I love you, too, Lord Chrisius! I don't think I have known true love til now. I could softly hear the musicians playing in the parlor, but it seemed worlds away from where I was, here with Chris.
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My heart burst in delight, like the fireworks of the Manor Ball. This moment was perfect. I was standing in the arms of the man I loved.

Plans? My mind slowly came back to reality. Yes, my love. We need to make plans. A date, a place, someone to marry us. My mind started to race away from the ramparts, thinking of all that needed to be done before we were wed. But I shook my head to bring me back to the present. Time enough for that tomorrow, Darling.
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Aye my Love I answered with a smile, We best get back so that Lily can settle down, she does love me to tell her stories, I guess Im like a father to her, and I love her like my own.

We walked back hand in hand, being with Boo felt so right, so normal like it had always been so, we had not ventured far so we soon came back into Lily's room for the night.

Hello Sis, sorry we took a while, is Lily still awake ?
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Uncle Chris is it story time now? what story are you going to tell me can i hear the one about the trees, please please?

Lily was always excited to see her Uncle Chris, and now she had more family to play with, but Uncle chris will alway be there for her.

She settled down in bed waiting for the story.

Hmmm Uncle Chris thats not easy to answer, i think i'd like to use the magnifying glass to get Mummy a big ring, so she would smile again just like she used to when Daddy was here, and also a big sweetie for us all to share.

What would you use the magnifying glass for Uncle Chris?

Lily snuggled down under the covers waiting for Chris's answer

Chris dear Lily does enjoy your stories so much, Boo she will be asking you next to read to her.

You and Boo go down back to the party i'll just sit with Lily until she drops off, then i'll join you.

As Jack and Emmy dance on the floor, Jack casts a defiant look in his sister's direction. The look is one part challenge, one part plea for acceptance. He hopes she will come talk with him further about this and, perhaps, see things from his perspective.

[Ugh, that was messy RP]

"It is a fine evening," he says to Emmy, "wouldn't you agree?"
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Emmy smiles as she feels jack embrace her as they dance."It is a very wonderful night.I hope to do more tonight."Emmy smiles as she kisses jack on the cheek as they dance in the dancing light bouncing around the room.

emmy yawns softly as they are on the floor dancing.Dear jack,I am getting tired."Emmy smiles as she looks and smiles at him.

To Friends Family and their future together ! Cheers ! I swig down the contents of the glass, and look into my loves eyes, she looks happy.

The party had been a great success apart from the little upset caused by Prince Jacks revelations, I hoped he and Emmy could build a good lasting relationship that their family could come to terms with I thought to myself, everyone deserves happiness.

After the toast I broke away from Boo and spoke briefly with her Brother, then made my wy to Richleiu.

Rich my friend I apologise, I wanted to discuss further with you plans for our wedding.

You spoke of much pomp and ceremony being required due to our titled rank, myself personally Im not at all willing to be made a spectacle of Rich. My family and personal life are just that, personal ! Boo knows this and Im sure will wish to appease my feelings.

Rich I want to have a service held at Crantock, the church there is very special to me do you know it ?
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Treena went to hug Boo goodbye and thank her for her gracious hospitality. She was faced with Emmy and Jack as they prepared to depart. Smiling softly, she said a simple farewell and kissed Jack's cheek quickly, unsure how it would be received. She did not want to lose her brother whether she approved of his choice or not. "We'll talk," she added quietly before turning to the hostess.

"I am so happy for you and Chris. You deserve this," Treena said as she hugged her cousin. "Thank you so much for your invitation to stay. I believe our belongings have been brought up already. Perhaps we may have some time to visit tomorrow, if you haven't plans already, before we head up to Exmoor for our autumn holiday."
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I felt that i should wait until all the guests had gone to there rooms before saying Chris Boo thank you for such a lovely party i know Lily enjoyed it as much as i did, now if you dont mind its been a very long day so i'll get off to bed.

kissing chris and Boo cheek and smiling as i walk of leaving them both to finish there drinks and chat a while about the events of the party.

Rich had spoken so quickly and had departed as soon as hed finished I had stood with mouth agape as I waved to him as he rode away.

Well Boo my love, that was an evening to remember smiling at her, quite eventful !, thank you for setting out such a wonderful meal my Love, Im sure all our guests will remember the grand fare and the good company.

There was just the two of us now, with a few servants still clearing up, I poured us both a nightap and beckoned Boo to sit with me a while by the hearth.

Boo I take it you heard some of what Father Rich had said before he took his leave, I had asked him earlier in the evening to be the minister for our wedding !

He seemed agreeable though felt he was unworthy of such a high society event, well my Love I told him straight our wedding would not be some pompous state affiar, but he suggested I may need to see your side of it before I instructed him further.

I suppose then Boo what Im asking you is do you wish to agree with my feeling we should marry here in Cornwall, I have a very special little church in mind for the occasion and do you also wish to keep the event a nice and simple friends and family affair or was the priest right in his assumptions ? I pause a moment,

Shall we make some plans my Love and ask father Rich to spend some time with us both again soon ?, we could visit Crantock so I can show you the little church there ! maybe Father Rich would too accompany us!
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You are right Love, and let me tell you I yearn to be wed to you my Love, you remember our wet afternoon spent hiding from the storm in the little foresters hut ? I have wanted to take you back there and lose ourselves in our passion but I respect you my lady and I will wed you before I take you back there !

I look into her eyes and I see full recognition of the meaning of my words, Leaning toward her and hoping for a Kiss.....
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We embrace as lovers do, we kiss, both desiring the other more, both knowing we have guests and both knowing we are yet to be joined in Jah's eyes.

In my mind I could easily carry her away to the forest hut right now and ravash her, but my love for her runs deeper than that, as deep as an ocean, I respect this lady. I love this lady !

My Love I say softly as I break away from our passionate kiss, You know I yearn for our Love to explore all its possibilites, so yes we must make plans, but should we call it a night now and retire to our beds for sleep ? or would you like us to stay here a while and hold each other ? Ive missed you these last few days.
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There really is no feeling better than having Boo in my arms, I settle down in my chair with her on my lap and we cuddle up close by the glowing embers of the hearth.

I whisper words into her ear as I hold her there, you are my true Love Boo.......
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It was blissful to be holding my love in my arms, she seemed to have drifted into a dreamy sleep and it pained me to wake her but the hour was getting late and she would sleep more soundly in her bed.

I took my time to look at her lovely face, her eyes closed she looked serene, stroking her cheek I whispered softly, Boo wake up my Love, lets get you off to bed, we need to make a good start if were to ride over to Crantock tomorrow.

Her eyes opened a little as she heard my words, a half smile erupted into a yawn making me laugh a little, Come my Love your wornout I kissed her forehead gently.
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Treena laid awake in the luxurious bed her cousin had provided her. Sheets of moonlight shined through the windows' shutters giving the room a silver glow. She was tired and the wine blanketed her thoughts, but sleep would not come. Jack visited her, sitting on the edge of her bed, talking in his usual august manner. She could see him struggling to explain this matter of the heart with words of the mind, never begging, never pleading, appealing to her as he would at council. She had no answer for him and he left abruptly. Treena thought of their father as a gold shimmer started to replace the silver.
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I wanted to sleep in and enjoy the dreams that floated through my mind, but Mary came in as I had asked and woke me just after the cock crow.

Miss, ye asked to be wakened. Mary said quietly.

I stretched and yawned. Oh yes, Mary. Make sure there is enough food for breakfast. We do have six extra people to feed.

I got out of bed and completed my morning toilet. Mary had left to speak with the cook. After dressing, I hied myself down to the kitchen to supervise, not something the staff was used to.

Janet, I hope you have sausage and eggs on. Do we have any batter for pancakes? and is there syrup? I am certain Lily would love pancakes. I rushed around a bit checking this and that. Don't forget some oats, Janet.

MiLady, if ye keep rushin around in here, I won't be able ta get the food ready. Please sit, have a cuppa tea. Janet said.

I sat down at the center table and was rewarded with a hot cup of mint tea.
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Treena sat up as she heard the sounds of the castle stirring around her. She pulled her slippers on before stepping onto the cold stone floor and splashed some water on her face. She felt the strain of the night in her face and knew it showed under her eyes. Pulling her evening gown back over her shift, she pushed the heavy door open and stepped into the hall. "Excuse me," she whispered to a passing servant who hardly paused. "Could you lead me to Darrian's chamber please, the cyder miller?" The servant gestured with her head as she hurried down the hall. Treena put on a smile and knocked on Darrian's door to invite him to breakfast.
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Darrian rolled over in his now comfortably warmed up bed and mumbled something to whoever it was coming in through the door. He had always been one to enjoy the warmth of a bed in the morning and to find it impossible to leave the sheets and their warm caress. But he was also awake enough to realise after a little while that it was Treena who entered and that he had no chance of sleeping anymore. He sat up and stacked the pillows behind his back a little to have a backrest. Smiling at Treena and patting the bed he said "Morning m'lady, could I maybe get a little morning's huggin'?"

After taking the hug himself, despite having asked for it, he noticed the little dark circles under her eyes and frowned a little. "Have you slept well?" He caressed her cheeks a little and added, "You look like you need a good breakfast, let me get ready so we can go." He kissed her cheek as he got up to change and refresh himself a little.

Treena felt better as soon as she saw Darrian curled up in his bed, and better still with a hug. She waited patiently while he readied himself and hooked her arm in his to be escorted to breakfast. Their presence was announced to the Lady of the house and Treena entered the dining hall, breathing in deeply the wonderful aroma. She wrapped her fingers around a hot cup of tea as her plate was served. "Would you care to ride to Exmoor from here, love, instead of back to the city? The holidays are coming faster than I'd like and I should see to the feast preparations at Periwinkle. I can go alone, if you need to return to the mill."
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I smile as Lily eats her pancakes. Good morning Treena, Darrian. I hope you both slept well last night.

I kiss Chris back. Yes I would like to have Father Rich with us so we can discuss details. See you soon, my Love. A plate of eggs and sausage is placed in front of me. Lily, I am glad you had fun here. I hope you and your Mummy can come back for a visit soon. I bow my head for a moment, then tuck in for my breakfast.
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"Come in Chrisius, I am just concluding my morning prayers."

Father Richileau was kneeling by a small table, near an open window, upon which his copy of the Book of Virtues rested. Chrisius recognised the Greek sanctifications, common prayers of thanks to Jah for giving mortal man one more day to set about his work. The Captain was probably more used to seeing such prayer recited by soldiers on a field of battle, where gratification for surviving the night held much more gravitas than simply awakening in a comfortable bed after an evenings plentiful entertainment, which is why he could not make out the words.

A few moments later, the benedictions complere, Richileau went downstairs and spoke with Chrisius. "Riding to Crantock? I had not realised that was on the cards! Am I mistaken, Crantock is on the coast to the west? Even on a good horse, it is surely a full half days ride there, and once returned there is still another half days ride back to Barnstaple. I am afraid I need to return to the church, and to collect Holly. I can only imagine what mischeif she is subjecting her guardians to whilst I am away!

Let us spend the morning talking with Lady Roberta here in Launceston. There will be plenty of time for me to visit the church of Crantock and take in the inspiring cliff top views or to walk along it's golden-sanded beaches, if this is still where your bride desires to be married. I will request the attending priest allows me to lead the service once I have introduced myself by letter. You should go to the coast with Lady Roberta once our business here in Launceston is concluded.

Gathering his things together, Richileau settled his account at the inn, and went with Chrisius to meet Lady Roberta.
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I walk Misty and Lily out to their carriage. Geoff and Bob had it ready for travel. Geoff, will you and Bob ready a horse for Chrisius? We have plans to travel today.

After they leave, I walk back to breakfast room. Treena, we have to get together soon to plan my wedding. I think Chris and I are looking at early February as a possible date. You will help me plan, won't you? You are the closest I have to a sister. Misty of course will help, as well, since she will be my Sister-in-law. Chris has the location and is arranging for the minister. I look at Treena with hope-filled eyes. Will you help?
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The castle staff had scoured the country side for fresh evergreen boughs and had found a small pine tree to bring in. Roberta had some homemade ornaments and some hand crafted from her workshop.

She had made a few candle holders for her tree as well.


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Cook, can you believe it? Lady Roberta is gettin' marrid as we speak! Jane says excitedly.

Aye, but you need to get them hires working on the dining hall. Cook told Jane in a bit of annoyance as she was working on the food. The boar was on the spit.


The turkeys were roasted.


There was a flood of fish prepared.


And a flock of game hens* were ready for the coming hoard of guests.


The cake was prepared as well.


Just make sure the halls are finished! Cook told Jane.

Jane nodded and went to supervise in the halls and for the guest rooms.




*CORNISH Game Hens of course!

They were cleaning up after the wedding guests had left. Geoff was out in the yard fixing what that devil of a warhorse had done to the winter garden and keeping the stable hands at work cleaning the stables. Cook, who was very upset at what happened to her garden, was being a tyrant in the kitchen. She had a couple of the hired help clearing out the roasting spit. The ashes could be used for the next batch of lye soap. Mary, from the Manor, was sorting out the guest rooms upstairs. Jane was commanding the army of hired servants in the downstairs halls, dining, entrance, and ball room.

I was in my office, going through the bills, organizing the things I would take with me to the manor, and what I would leave for the manager, once I was fully moved to the de Peche manor. Jane and I had already packed my clothes and had most of them taken to the Manor already. I was leaving a few things here for storage.

I sat down in my chair after sorting and boxing and labeling things in the office. I looked out my window at the castle yard. I could see the front gate at the far end. Messengers had been coming all week with well wishes and such from friends that could not make it to the wedding. So, seeing a guard leave the gate house to speak with someone was not unusual today.

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At the Gate House:

Eh, Sam. ya see that? two wagons comin' in. Best go check, Ian, the head guard, said.

A'right, Sam replied, getting up off his stool to leave the little gate house. Hold up there, wagons! State yer bidness! Sam called out to the lead wagon.
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Sam knew that Lady Boo had some cousins named ConDoin, some lived here in Devon. Youze just wait here. I will send someone to the castle to let the lady know she has a guest.

Sam stepped back into the guard house. Ian, this 'ere lass says she is cousin to Lady Boo. Says she is expected.you wanna go let the Lady know or should I?

I'll go. You keep an eye on her here, Ian hooked his thumb at the lass on the wagon out the window. He left for the castle at a quick step, but not a run.

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In Boo's Office:

Ian walks in the castle and after asking where to go, he knocks on the office door, entering when beckoned. Lady Boo? There be a lass at the gate askin' for ya. She says she is your cousin.

I looked out the window at the gate. I could see that there was a wagon there and a dark haired female driving. Not Treena I thought. Must be Faith. I said out loud. Ian send her to the stables with her wagons. Tell her I will meet her there. He nodded and left for the gate house.

I stood up and went for Jane. Jane! I found her in the front hall. Did the rooms I set aside for Lady Faith's group get cleaned and aired out?

Yes, m'lady. First thing. Mary, she be the one that made sure. Jane assured me.

Thank you, Jane. They have arrived just now. With that, I walked to the kitchen to see Cook. Cook, we have guests arriving. Do you have something to put together for a quick meal? I don't know how long they have traveled, but they might be hungry.

Cook looked up with an gruff look at being disturbed in her kitchen, but then softened when she saw it was me. Yes, ma'am. I have something quick in the larder.

Thank you, Cook. I headed out the kitchen door to the stables.

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At the Gate House:

Ian comes back. Lass, Lady Roberta says to head on to the stables, just there, Ian points the stables out. She will meet you there. Ian and Sam then step back to allow Faith and her wagons through.
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Bridget had lead Flip and the second wagon in behind Faith. But she found herself shocked at the scene before her. Faith was tearing into an innocent stable boy who looked as though he were close to tears at her tone. Jumping down from the wagon she hurried to Faith and placed a hand on her shoulder "Faith?"

"What?" She snapped back at her.

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Faith's eye's lit up as she pushed Belle aside and spun to greet Roberta. "Boo!!" She cried excitedly. She couldn't help but notice the look in her cousin's eyes. She was going to have to take better control of Belle if this was going to work.

Keep yourself in check!

Embracing her cousin and turning to Bridget as she asked about her mother, Jessica, Faith looked relieved at the change of subject. She would be sure to find the stable boy later and apologise and explain more calmly how to handle Cobalt.
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Confused?

It is a pleasure to meet you as well, Ma'am, I said, hoping I hid the concern from my face. Seeing that Bridget's mother was frail of health, I motioned quickly for Geoff. Geoff, please help Bridget's mother in to the kitchen and have Cook get her a nice hot cup of tea. Geoff quickly sized up the situation and nodded to me.

After Geoff and Bridget's mother entered the kitchen, I turned to Bridget and Faith. I am not going to ask why you didn't tell me of her poor health. Probably afraid I would turn you away or something. But how long has she been so ill? Does she need special care? I blanched before I asked this last question, in a very quiet voice, Is she long for this world? I looked first to Faith, then Bridget, seeking my answers from either of them.

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In the Kitchen:

Geoff called to Cook, Can we get some hot tea, Cook?

Cook turned to Geoff, ready to lay into him about how busy she is and to get it himself, when she spotted the lady with him. Quickly changing her tune, Aye, Mr. Geoff. Be just a moment. Cook bustled around and got a pot warming and after another glance at the woman sitting at her table, she grabbed the chamomile and rose hips tea blend.
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Oh Dear Jah! I am so sorry Bridget. I open my arms to enfold them both. After the hug, I pull out a handkerchief of a pretty blue from my sleeve and hand it to Bridget. Here, dry to tears. Don't need your mum to see your crying. When Bridget tries to give it back, I say, No, that is Faith's. She let me borrow it for my wedding. I wink at Faith. Let's go in and have some tea.
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I watch Faith run off to the stables leaving me with Bridget. I don't know what is up with her lately. She is just not the cousin I had drinks with in London last season. I said this not realizing I had spoken aloud until I saw the look on Bridget's face. Oh! I didn't mean to say... Let's go in for some tea.
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Bridget's hand on her arm and the scared look in her eyes stopped me cold. Bridget, if there is something wrong, do not hesitate to speak. We both love Faith. I cover her hand with mine. Tell me, Girl, what do you know or guess?

Still hearing the commotion, I looked up at the stables. Let's walk around to the front. You can tell me on the way.
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Oh dear Jah, murdered? I had no idea. Faith and I have not spoken much of our pasts. You may not know, but I only recently found my cousins and brother again, after many years. So we have just been getting to know each other again. I sighed. I listened as Bridget continued.

I was curious what answers would incite Bridget to leave Faith. She had thought the girl nearly worshiped Faith. Unless those answers dealt with the current situation, I would not ask. Talking to her self? Snapped? How, Bridget? I want to help my cousin. You are the only one with answers I do not have. Is she a danger to herself? To others?

Geoff would be on the grounds and the guards. I was mainly worried for Bridget, her mother, and Jane and Cook. I could not leave on our honeymoon if there were any danger to my people here.
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I listened to Bridget's tale of Faith with deep concern etched on her face. When Bridget broke down in tears, I took her into my arms and held her. Shhh We will have to keep an eye on her. Maybe we can save our Faith. But whatever her troubles, we must love her all the same.
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I looked up at Faith's voice, wondering how much, if any, she had heard of our talk. Also wondering which Faith was speaking.

Bridget needed to speak to me about some of the health issues and the stress finally got to her, I think. I looked at Bridget as she pulled away from me and wiped her eyes. I was unsure how much either of us would or should say to Faith.

How is Cobalt? All settled in? I said, taking Bridget's arm in mine and stepping toward Faith.
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"Yes, go see to your mother and get some rest. Do not worry about our things we can see to them in the morning." Faith placed her hand on the girls shoulder in an attempt to offer comfort, but Bridget was gone with in moments of being dismissed. She turned to Roberta and smiled sadly. This should have been a far happier moment, arriving finally in Devon to live with family. But the toll of the road on Bridget put a cloud over that joy. It doesn't matter. If Bridget brought the storm clouds, we are about to bring the rain.

Belle gripped at the shall about her shoulders to signal she was cold as she turned to Roberta. "Boo it really is good to see you. I have so much to tell you. Can we perhaps go inside and chat?"
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Confused?

She knows... you cant tell her!

You dont have the balls to tell her! Either that or you will sugar coat it... Roberta is more intelligent than that and she needs the truth straight up!

Belle smiled as warmly as she could manage to Roberta. With a small inward sigh she made her best attempt at impersonating Faith. "There is something we need to discuss cousin. There is to be a new addition to the family!" She said with false excitement.
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Confused?

Belle snorted and laughed with genuine amusement at the thought of being pregnant, again. She could imagine Christopher would have been overjoyed at finding out Faith had been pregnant, but Faith's miscarriage a year ago would have destroyed him, if he had ever found out. "No my dear," she chuckled "Though i never did manage to tell that ex husband of mine about our failed pregnancy. But you might want to sit down, as this is about a prior pregnancy that no one in the family yet knows about..."
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Confused?

Belle pulled a chair for herself to sit, directly in front of Roberta so she could look her in the eyes as she spoke. "Boo, you and i have become close in the short time since we have found each other. Part of what i wish to tell you is in confidence, between you and I alone, Jack especially cannot know."

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes and pursing her lips as she formed the words the would speak. Go on, tell her the whole truth if you think she can handle it!

"Roberta..." She used her cousins full name, not the pet name they all referred to her by, hoping to emphasise the gravity of what she was about to say. ".. When my parents where killed in '46, I found myself lost in London, only to be taken in by a high ranking assassin in London's chapter. By the time I was 16 I was initiated into the guild to work as a seductress. When I was 19, I was sent to Oxford on a mission that sent me into a rival guilds territory. I was caught, and when I awoke 3 days later, my chastity belt was gone, and I knew what had happened. It was not long before the guild worked out I was with child. When you are as small as I a baby belly is hard to hide." Belle closed her eyes again and forced back the tears that were threatening her cheeks as she relived the events in her mind.

"The Guild head had it in his mind he would use my child for revenge for what the Oxford boys had done, A son of Oxford would have been chopped to pieces and sent to them in a box. A daughter would simply have been raised by the guild to be just another harlot. I did not care at first, but as the child grew with in I had a change of heart. With the help of my midwife, I was able to arrange hiding the child."

"On February 10th, 1452, Morgaine ConDoin was born, declared dead, and whisked away to Ludlow, where my midwife Viviane has raised her in secret until I was able to escape the guild to come and claim the her." Belle sat back and folded her arms across her chest. The one thing that could penetrate her hard exterior was her daughter. She sunk back into oblivion, allowing Faith to finish.

"Boo, I have promised the child for the last time that I will come for her. I wish to bring her here."
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Confused?

Outside of shock, Faith had no idea what reaction to expect from her cousin. She had been preparing herself for the reality that her family would disown her at such news, and she would flee back to the woods where Morgaine was raised and stay there with the child and Viviane. She nodded to Roberta as she spoke the child's name accurately, almost as though she were testing the name on her lips. Roberta's flurry of questions followed, and Faith was eager to answer them all. With a warm smile in her eyes as well as on her lips she started... "I wish to claim her now, acknowledge her publicly. She is now of a noble house. I wish to raise her as a mother should. But Boo, should any thing happen to me... " Her face darkened as she paused, and her voice deepened as Belle pushed her way back to the surface to speak of death once more "...you will have no trouble from the guild. I intend to destroy them...or at least Darius she thought.

"I ask this of you Boo, I have one last mission to complete to ensure Morgaine's safety. When you return from your honeymoon with Chris, collect her, she awaits in Lichfield. I will finish what they started seven years ago, so she and the rest of the ConDoin's will be safe... But if i do not return... Will you and Chris take her in and raise her as your own?"
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Confused?

Belle gave a curt nod. Despite the request to care for Morgaine should she not return, she had every intention of seeing her child grow to adulthood. "There is much to be done. I will write to Viviane and let her know you will come for her. In the mean time I must go. Bridget will stay here and mind our places." She got up quickly from her seat and started to head out of the room, leaving Roberta to the confusion and doubt she was surely feeling.

"Do not worry Boo... Morgaine is very bright. But also very shy. She will not cause trouble. But I will be back to care for her." She said, her tone changing one last time before she left the room.
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Confused?

The ride from the inn last night was slow. Sarah didn't know why they had to go to the castle, and without Lord Chris. She had to admit that it was bigger than the Crystal Tear manor in Ros, and she was glad there was a guard at the gate. Once they stopped at the stables, Lady Roberta was nearly accosted by someone that Sarah would have considered a possible threat, but it seemed they knew each other, so Sarah kept her thoughts to herself. Once Lady Roberta and the children were safe on the ground, Sarah moved to get off the cart herself, but this man, Geoff, offered to help her down. Does he think I cannot get down by myself? she thought to herself. She nearly refused his help, but then thought that if he was a danger, it would be to her benefit if he thought her incapable. T-thank ye, Sir, she said with her Irish drawl. Mi'Lady, best be tae git the children settled, if we be staying long here. They be needin' tae eat soon as weel.