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Kaelyn DeAuster
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PostPosted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 2:14 pm    Post subject: A World of Chaos and Shadows Reply with quote

Placing the last of her meager belongings into the small bag she packed, she glanced around at the tattered elegance of the room that was once her own. Perhaps she should just be glad her father had managed to get one last big win before he up and died. At least she didn’t have furious creditors hounding her at all hours. All that was left was a very small amount of coin but every last debt had been paid off. She was now going to join her sister.

In truth she was worried. What would she find when she arrived? Last she knew, her father had given her sister away to one holding a marker for some gambling disaster when she was much younger. At the time she hadn’t understood any of it, only that her father could continue to squander what little they had left on some foolish idea that he would score a big win eventually. It had come, but quite nearly to late and it had hardly been enough to pay every obligation left. Perhaps it was a blessing his body had just given up finally.

Her gaze slid towards the small wooden chest on the table and grew somber. It had only arrived two nights ago with a note about where she was to travel and meet various connections. Inside was more coin then Kaelyn had ever seen in her whole life and she rather feared it. What would happen if she used it? Would she end up wearing some stranger’s collar as her sister had? Nose crinkling some, she pondered that as she pulled the heavy cloak around her nearly wispy thin frame. The dark folds showed signs of age, but also the mark of a careful needle, for the repairs had been done with great care.

In the dark hall she pulled on the hated boots and trod to the door. She had no choice but to leave. The one that now owned the old place would soon arrive to take up his new title and a pitifully poor cousin wasn’t part of that inheritance. A fact made quite clear to her. After her father had simply given Myri away to pay for his wasteful wagers, shame had settled upon their name and it now stained her with the same dark color. She did have a small annual income from her mother’s family, but it was not even near enough to sustain her in a hellhole. It was true she had other options, but none of them held a single ounce of appeal. She would not accept the insulting propositions she had been given. She might be poor, but she had some pride after all. If even one of them had been slightly appealing to her, she might of considered it, but the only ones seeking to take advantage of her current situation seemed to lean more towards the pig family then even she could stand.

Outside the sound of wheels coming down the cobbled road sent her out the door without a backwards glance. She could no longer call the house home and a part of her was more then glad to leave it behind.

She was startled to find she was the only traveler on this carriage but quietly let the driver help her inside where she settled, huddling into the heavy warmth of the old cloak. The air was cold and damp this day and reflected her mood perfectly. She had no idea what she would find when she arrived at this Gharnholme place, but bolstered herself up with the thought she could talk her way out of just about anything. She had learned that art when dodging creditors and was confident in those abilities. She was also a decent healer and knew the Herbal arts almost as well as her sister had. She might have something useful in which to barter.

Aside from that, she had re-read the few letters she had gotten from her missing sibling. None of them even spoke of Myri’s status or even the horror of what she was, but offered glowing tales of humor and adventure. She was sure her sister was sending her a very exaggerated view of her new home and those she now served, for if it was true, Kaelyn was going to be out of her element and at a severe loss. Breathing shadows, ghosts, demons, Vampires, Orcs in War Bands and little mischievous lizards things called Frik and Frak was something she had only read about in frivolous books, she wasn’t at all sure she could face such things and stay on her feet if they were real.

Knowing her sister, she was fairly certain it wasn’t as bright and peaceful as Myri sought to convey. Her softhearted sister was trying to make her believe everything was fine and that she was happier where she had been taken. It would be normal enough and her way of easing her sudden departure. However, now she was to join her, she fretted. What would happen? That question was plaguing with every mile that passed.

Soon the sun would be down and they would stop. She had tried to change out the tickets, but had been refused. Her idea was to find a less expensive mode of travel, but apparently who ever had made the plans made sure such a thing wouldn’t happen. It was yet another confusing thing for Kaelyn to struggle and comprehend.

Here she was, a young woman of twenty seasons feeling like a lost child. It was an annoying sensation, but she couldn’t shake it off. So many things happened at once now. Fate had finally given her father that dream, but in a matter of days he was lowered into the family crypt and now she was off to the unknown and feeling like a floundering fish on the shoreline.

So many things she would have to learn to adjust to. The time differences, for Myri had said in one of her missives that time passed differently where she was. What ever that meant still left Kae feeling a bit baffled. The place was also hard to get to by all accounts, and in a realm she was totally unfamiliar with, but did know they at least spoke common.

Feeling the carriage rolling to a slow stop, she tucked a few wandering strands of red hair back over the light point of her ear and leaned to peer out. A barge stood before the flustered horses, balking at loading onto the rocking structure. She imagined this was what her sister had also seen, so many seasons back. She decided to not touch any of the money sent, for it was likely from her sister’s master and if she used much, she would be beholding to him and could end up wearing a collar. Her hand moved then, touching her bare neck and she swallowed. It wasn’t much, but if she had most of it to return, she might be able to talk herself out of such a fate.
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PostPosted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 2:27 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

It was on the third leg of her journey when she found herself in the company of a few others. The stories of war and talk of distant battles taking up much of the conversation, talk she couldn’t offer any insight into. One stuffy man was speaking about some Chaos Lord having gone off his rocker and was laying waste to the landside to the north. This news sat poorly with the tired young woman, as that was the direction she was headed, but when asked what more he knew, he was unable to fill her in.

She had handled the crossing of that thing they called a Nexus Portal well enough, though it had left her head aching quite dreadfully for a few days. Now, it was just a small dull throb. Her traveling companions were all involved in their war stories all of which were about death and destruction or worse. That Chaos Lord had quite an appetite according to those here as their tails grew into rumor and gossip. Tales of young woman forced into slavery and young able bodied men into serving his hunger for land. Pillaging and plundering was all part of war, this Kaelyn knew, but she had never had to see it personally and could only hope she wasn’t caught in the middle of one of these battles before she reached her sister.

“That DeAuster has some nerve after all. Lord Uveran simply insulted his wife, it was hardly a personal comment to him.” Stuffy stated with a sniff into his handkerchief.
“If ye be asking me, he shouldn’t have done that anyway. I hear the wife is even worse then Lord DeAuster. One lady friend of mine said she used to be an “assassin” of all things.” Typical of most prude old bats, the lady’s voice dropped to a near whisper when she said assassin.

It was at this point Kaelyn’s blood was running cold and chilled. “DeAuster? Oh dear me.” She thought, but refused to say anything. She had no answers and suspected these people would look at her with horror. Myri’s fairytales had certainly not prepared her for this.

“I hear their children are just as blood thirsty too. There be some talk about that son of his running off and playing Gladiator, and that daughter, she’s something of a wild child. Running crazy all over the country side so I have heard.” More gossip spilling from the two dominant members of the carriage party, only she and the other fellow, one stoic looking man remained silent. He simply stared out the window and brooded.

“The sins of the father are revisited upon the children after all. Unnatural I say. Heathens, the lot of them.”

It as then the stone quiet fellow finally spoke up and did so with a chilly flick of his eyes over the other two. “Perhaps that is true, but when it finally ends, the DeAuster’s will be the dominant power on this continent.” He paused for a moment and a smirk drew up on his face as he leaned back with arms folding. “AND, have the power to keep it.”

The hatchet-faced woman sniffed and lifted her head, peering down the length of her nose at the stern looking fellow. “And what would you know of it eh? Who might you be to have such confidence?”

Again the man’s lips twisted into a bland cold smile. “The name is Lord Leiance De’Cort, of the regent’s land Malirid.”

Kaelyn had no clue what that meant, but assumed it was impressive, if the looks on the two magpies was any clue. Both looked at him in total shock and fell into a very uncomfortable silence. She did wonder why, if he was so important, why was he traveling by coach a question she had, but didn’t even think to ask at the moment.

Instead, listened with some interest when the rigid woman spoke up. “ If that were true, you would hardly be using such a conveyance.”

“Ah, it’s true enough.” A hand gestured down to a bandaged leg. “Can’t ride a horse in this condition and can’t drive my own rig either, as horseback is the usual mode of transportation I prefer. Due to the current storms in the far north, my own carriage has not been able to get through so here I am.”

“Do you support this barbaric campaign of DeAuster’s, Lord De’Cort?” Sputtering some with his question, Stuffy heaved himself forward before resting and wheezing so heavily, Kaelyn pulled her cloak up over her soft mouth to ensure she didn’t catch anything.

“I do, in fact, I might join his crusade and commit my own troops. It’s about damn time someone took on those soft, cowardly fops and wastes of human refuse that call themselves nobility and forced them into line.” The silent young woman gaped behind her fabric covering at the stone cold blue eyes that settled upon the pompous porky.

“Care to make something of it?” Those words alone made her shiver and sink deeper into her spot. She was relieved it wasn’t her getting that look at least.

Her fear was rising as well. If that one was any indication of the sort of master her sister had, he might not take to well to her unfortunate curse of temper or her often called sassy tongue. She would have to be very careful, very, very careful indeed. There would end up being a lot of verbally abused trees around the place. Since she would simply have to find something to yell at eventually.

“Milady? Where is your destination?” The tone was suddenly affable and she blinked, blue eyes lifting to gaze at the slightly spooky man in some surprise.

“Ah, um, Cisroe Milord. I am to take another carriage that will take me to my sister.” She wasn’t about to say Gharnholme, as the other pair just might haul her out and string her right up for she had no fancy title to protect her with.

“Then we shall be continuing on together past Hartridge.” A glint danced in his dark eyes, relieving of her sudden worry at the thought. “Unlike our other companion’s here.” She heard a note of relief in the nobleman’s voice, a feeling she shared and actually smiled for a moment.
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PostPosted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 4:33 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

The next few hours were littered with stilted conversations, resentful looks and tension until the steepled walls of the city rose ahead, the rain damp streets gleaming dully in the midday sun. A few more hours and they would arrive in the capital city of Cisroe and find rest at an Inn already arranged for her. She was looking forward to resting some and perhaps even cleaning up. Though the trip had not been difficult as everything was already taken care of, it had still been exhausting and she was quite hungry and tried from all of it.

In what she thought was a rather rapid fashion, the driver deposited the annoying pair in front of one of the many Inns lining Cisroe’s main street and had the carriage moving mere minutes afterward. She could only assume he had been listening from his perch and was aware of an impending battle if he didn’t hurry.

“That is a relief. Such people send my blood to boiling I’m afraid. I do hope I did not upset ye Milady.” Now with only two left, he was able to stretch out long legs and ease his injured leg.

“No Milord, ye didn’t upset me at all.” She hadn’t any idea what they would talk about for the next few hours and hoped she didn’t anger him. He seemed the sort that it likely took little to set him off.

“How, um, what happened to your leg Milord, if I am not being to bold to ask?” Her gaze moving towards the bandages with a slight frown, for they were rather sloppy to her expert eye.

“A duel. Some rude lazy foppish prig insulted my Fiancée so I killed him.” Stated in a matter of fact fashion that said more about it’s truth. “Would ye call that an impulsive act?”

“I would call it a fitting end to a pig personally.” Her gaze continued back to his damaged leg and she shifted, feeling the urge to ease the pain she could sense in the air.

“Would ye please push that cowl back from your face. I hate talking to shadows.” And edge in his voice made her respond and do as he asked and she smiled tentatively.

“I do have some healing skills. If your not adverse, I can take a look at your wound and perhaps help with the pain.” She had no other choice but to ask. She knew he was in pain for it was giving her another piercing headache.

He shot her a look, and then grunted some before heaving his leg up on the seat next to her small frame. “If ye care to try I am not adverse. Bastion is a mostly human city and has little to no healers about, unlike Rysandri. Unfortunately a standard doctor meaning in simple terms, a bumbling fool, tended this. As I wanted to keep my leg intact, I felt that heading home was best else I would have remained until spring thaw.

Reaching for her own small bag, she removed a leather bundle from it and placed it to the side, then set about removing the bandage and making noises of disgust at what she found. “I think ye be correct. This is becoming septic.” A dark thread was already moving up his leg from the deep puckering gash that had not healed any. She wasn’t an expert, but she was also sure some form of poison was also used for the look of it was far from natural.

“When did this happen Milord?” Dark indigo blue eyes lifting with an expression of concern.

“About five days ago.” This said with a wince, that sent another pang flying about her head and she blinked, blinded momentarily.

“I see. Well, let me see what I might do about this.” Drawing out a number of herbs, she carefully blended them into a crisp clean cloth and pure boiled water she carried in a flask and carefully cleaned the injury with careful hands that offered delicate pressure. Softly uttered words of a language he wouldn’t understand, and slowly the damage started to fade, with the infection seeping out of his skin and into a waiting rag.

“Do ye have a lighting flint? I seem to have misplaced mine.” She asked as she hunted through her healing bundle and glanced over at him and her eyes widened.

“Your Elvin Milady?” He was looking at her with some surprise and grateful appreciation.

“Sort of Milord. Half Druid, a quarter Elvin and a smidgeon human I think. Not really sure about the human part. Having never seen a single one in the family line for several seasons.” Giving a serene smile as she took the offered light and set the cloth a blaze and before it could burn her fingers, she dropped it out the carriage window where it was already mere ashes before even touching the ground.

“Druid? Didn’t even know there was any here on Kaylieth. Where do ye hail from Milady?” Suddenly curious, he sat up and looked down at his leg in surprise, realizing the pain was nearly non-existent now.

“A place quite far away, in a different realm called Frasian.” Another smile touched her pale features as she returned her belongings to her bag and settled back into her seat with relief. The headache was quite nearly gone now.

“Ah, I have heard of it. Never been, but I tend to dislike Inter-dimensional travel.” He nodded then leaned to inspect his leg with curious fingers. “Ye do very good work Milady.”

“Thank ye very much. I was taught well by my sister many seasons back. She learned from our mother before she passed on.” She said it in an offhanded fashion, for it was simply part of her nature and she didn’t require thanks or compliments for it.

“Where will ye go once you reach Cisreo?” This one was suddenly full of questions and she glanced over at him, one thin brow twitching some.

“To my sister. She is living somewhere in the wastes with a noble family.” She hoped she hadn’t given to much information, as she was still very uncertain about wanting to be connected with the DeAusters.

“Ah, so ye be going to Gharnholme.” He lifted his arms and rested hands to the back of his neck and leaned back with a dry smile.

“Aye.” She knew there was little use in denying it.

“Don’t look so glum Milady. Ignore those prattling fools from earlier. It is true the family is very warlike, but hardly barbarians. In fact, they are likely more civilized then many of other clans in the realms of Tarimar. If ye go there now for protection and shelter, ye are in one of the safest places of the entire realm.”

She did find some solace from those words, but still felt nervous. His reassurance did little to assuage that either. She knew that Lord DeAuster did enslave, as her sister was proof enough of that. “He is a slaver isn’t he?”

“Of course. Many nobles here are. But I doubt you have to fear that. Your skills are good and as your going there of ye own free will, it’s unlikely ye will end up in some collar.” He smiled then one of those smooth, slick oily smiles she didn’t trust one little bit and her eyes narrowed a tad.

“Tell you what, should he slap a collar on your neck, I will buy you from him.” That smile deepened and she felt her temper flare and send a dark flush into her uncommonly pale cheeks.

“That is NAE funny Milord.” Waspishly snapping with a look from her eyes that shot sparks.

“Well, it is a good plan. If he does enslave ye, I will rescue ye and ye can work off the collar as a healer for my own troops.”

“Lets just hope your right about what ye said first. I don’t think I would make a very good slave Milord. I get very moody.” She tried to keep that edge of anger out of her voice, but it still held a tremor that she heard and wanted to just stomp her feet at that weakness.

“I don’t know. He might. I can’t say I know DeAuster very well, but I know enough that he doesn’t usually enslave guests unless they ask. However, if it does happen, I will make sure to purchase you from him.” He seemed to be enjoying her struggle to contain what was obviously a flash fire temper. His gaze moving down to look at tightly balled hands.
Only to aware he was enjoying unsettling her, she took deep even breaths and counted from 20 backwards a half a dozen times before getting a hold of it and sank back into her seat with a snort. “I’d run away.”

A bark of laugher was his instant response and he shook his head. “Doesn’t work that way. Collars are funny things. One can’t take a slave unless rightfully purchased. A runaway can be called back with a snap of fingers. For one obviously worried about such a thing, ye be sadly ignorant. If ye fear this, why go there?”

“I nae have anywhere else to go.” Said through clenched teeth, she again started her calming count.

“Ye can always find someone to take care of you. Ye be pretty enough in that underfed, skinny way so many find fashionable.” Dark eyes gleaming wickedly now and watching every flicker of expression that danced over her animated face.

Rationally she knew he had no way of knowing just how she was built, having been well covered in the enveloping cloak, but she still felt affronted at that statement and sniffed in annoyance. “I had offers like that and I turned them down thank ye. Hardly a decent way of life and poor I might be, I was still raised with morals.”

“Young lady, ye are going to need to grow a thicker skin.” Said with a rising of a brow and a smirk. “I have seen DeAuster’s son send his sister into a rage so swiftly one could think the youth was a professional tease. He’s going to pick on you for the mere fact you react. Heed those words. Not only that, throw a tantrum in front of the Lord himself and he will toss ye into one of his cages same as he would his own kin if they acted irrationally.”

“I thought ye said ye didn’t know him!” She was controlling the urge with surprising proficiency and was almost pleased with herself, as she didn’t like being so quick to react either. She honestly considered it one of her curses and fought to bury it, but had never once thrown a “tantrum” as he was thinking.

“Oh, I don’t, but I know how I would be.” A light shrug and he leaned back into his seat. “Believe it or not, temper can be beaten out of one. A proven fact, and if that method fails, death does the trick.”

Now that had her eyes widening and she swallowed fast. She would certain contain that overly volatile nature at all costs, since the idea of a beating or being killed for it wasn’t at all appealing.

“I would offer ye a job right now if I didn’t think DeAuster would find that an insult to his hospitality. One doesn’t meddle in the ways of family and if ye sister is one of his house, that makes you also.” Faint was the smile, but it was sincere enough for her to recognize the wisdom in his words.

“My sister is a slave with his house.” Nose crinkling slightly, as she hadn’t meant to say that out loud.

Surprise moved once more over his face and he looked puzzled for a moment. “That’s odd. How long has she been there?”

Forgetting about the time differences, she gave him the term she had counted. ”About seven seasons.”

“Most odd. I had heard he had just returned to the practice but only recently, as he had stopped for some time. Ah well, it’s still unlikely he would collar ye after offering you a place to go. Wild as he might be, he’s not without some honor.”

Soon enough the talk turned to easier conversations that passed the time until the dark gates of Cisroe rose up in the darkening sky with the lights glittering like stars along the parapets. In less time then expected Lord De’Cort who smiled easily was helping her down from the carriage.

“This be the end of ye journey for now young miss. Stop fretting and enjoy the adventure. Soon enough ye will be reunited with your sister and realize all that worry was for nothing.”

“I do hope ye be right about that Milord.” Still, the unknown was a hard pill to swallow and right now, she wasn’t sure she was going to choke on it yet.

“I shall see ye again Milady Kaelyn. My travels continue but with the healing of my leg, I can now do so in a more comfortable manner. It has been a pleasure.” He bowed over her hand in a very proper and polite fashion she could only stare at him in surprise.

Shaking herself from her awe, she smiled quietly and nodded with a perfectly executed curtsey. “It was a pleasure meeting ye as well Milord De’Cort, May the Lord and Lady of spirit guide ye.”

With that said, he limped away into the gloomy shadows of the street heading deeper into the large city and Kaelyn was drawn into the warmth and comfort of the Inn by a smiling woman, her voice carrying loud enough to be heard some distance away. “We have been expecting ye. Received word from the House and will get ye well rested for tomorrow Milady.”
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PostPosted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 7:59 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

After a hearty meal, a long soaking bath and one of the deepest sleeps she had experienced in a great while, she woke a few moments before the sun. Rising she dressed quickly in the chilly room and moved to gaze out the window. The array of colors painted the sky before her in various tones of red and gold that made her smile.

Inside a battle waged. One of worry and concern and the other of delight that she would soon be once again with her sister. She admitted she knew nothing about what she might face, but now, she couldn’t turn back. It was simply too late for that. Offering a faint sigh, she turned back and collected her few belongings and took a few moments to braid her long light red locks into one long tight braid. Patting a few wandering strands into place, she took a deep steadying breath and headed down the stairs to the common room.

There she was instantly greeted with warm smiles and pushed into a seat where the Inn Keepers wife served her. “Ye be needing some meat on those bones Lassie. Been a cold winter here and likely to turn more bitter so ye be needing something to burn in that little frame ye got.”

She could only stare in surprise at the amount of food the woman wanted her to consume. She hadn’t ever seen this much on one table that she could remember and the thought of putting that into her system nearly made her ill. However, she had been raised to be polite and gave it her best shot. She ate until she felt sure she would burst at the seams and still the lady made those disapproving noises but still smiled warmly.

She had no idea how long she would wait for her ride to arrive, but she wouldn’t be hungry for a few days at least. This being her thought as a chilling wind blew in the door as it opened and an armored clad man stood silently there for moment, then walked to the bar. “Is the lady here?”

“Indeed. She be right over there and ready to go Sir.” The Innkeeper gestured towards Kaelyn who was already rising and pulling on her heavy cloak. Before she could even reach for her traveling bag, the man caught it up in a large glove encased hand. “This way Miss.”

Offering a quick but sincere thank you to the couple running the small Inn, she hurried after the tall heavily covered man in a flurry of cloak folds and colorful skirts. She then found herself lifted up and tossed right into the carriage. This one hadn’t offered a hand, simply moved with proficiency that was unsettling.

Huddling back into a corner of the surprisingly warm conveyance, she watched the land rolling by, growing more rocky and unwelcoming with every passing step and sighed silently. Myri had called them the Wastes, but she now realized it was where she was now heading.

“Miss?” The male voice called from above. “We be heading into Gharnholm’s territory now. Don’t fear anything ye might see, for it’s all expected.”

Hardly reassuring as she saw the vague impressions of movements within what appeared to be a nearly dead woodland. Emaciated faces? It was one flash of thought, but it simply wasn’t possible she thought and gave a shake of her head. She was letting her worry guide her imagination. The sudden sound of horses made her tense up as shouts were exchanged and she realized that they were escorting the carriage deeper into the lands. Something she had not expected either and became even more confused.

She was sure her eyes would fall out of her head at this rate, watching the large number of troops they passed, until the dark gates obscured her view and she blinked, pushing some hair back from her goggling eyes. More shouts and some crude laughter and the carriage came to a rolling, bumpy halt and she felt her hands start to shake.

Even before she had a moment to collect herself, she was hauled from the warmth and placed gently on the ground and the driver simply strode off with her bag in hand. All she could do was stand there feeling very lost and hoping her sister was near. She started after the man before losing him behind a crowd as men pushed past with several others in chains and she stepped back with a gasp of shock. Both men and woman bound and thought for just a moment she was going to faint and really shame herself.

“Kaelyn!” The melodic voice rang out over the din in the yard and she spun around, spotting her older sister moving smoothly around various groups of men towards her with bright skirts swishing and the faintest hint of long remembered bells. Utter relief swamped her then to the point she nearly fell into a storm of weeping, but managed to control the urge as she dashed towards the other woman. “Myri!”

Throwing herself into her sister’s arms, she hugged her tightly, uncaring of the shaking her arms still carried and hung on. “Oh I am so glad to see ye Myri!”

“I be glad your finally here too Kaely.” The warm hug was returned swamping Kaelyn with the soft scent of jasmine and spice. “Come now, let’s get ye settled in. Tis a mad house here today. Warbands have come in from the Wilds, so chaos reigns.” Laughter danced softly in her sister’s voice and she nodded.

Moving towards the large doors, she caught her sister’s gaze shifting towards those slaves and her own followed. Releasing her sister’s hand, Myrialla shouted out towards the men guarding but before even they could react, another figure moved in a blur from across the quad, taking the fleeing figure down with a well placed boot to the back, sending the woman sailing face first into the mud with ease and leaving that heavy limb resting there. Muttering, Myri gave a light shaking of her head. “That is nae good. Will put him in a foul mood I wager.”

Kaelyn could only stare at the creature. He was downright huge to her eyes and angry if the hissing and growls he was emitting was any indication. Of course, it was obvious just how angry he was, when he picked up the flailing woman and simply threw her through the air right at the solider racing towards him. The unfortunate man’s apologies were then knocked clean out of him as both he and the filthy female hit the ground.

The next moment, she gasped, as her sister started towards the tangled pair with a hiss while one hand held up her skirts to keep them clear of the mud. Shouting another warning having seen the woman make a grab for the soldier’s dagger. Again that massive form moved so fast she could barely keep track, reaching them before even her light-footed sister.

She couldn’t tell what happened next, but saw the sudden spray of blood and the heavily armored figure step back for only a moment, but by then, she stood with her jaw hanging, as her sweet, kind hearted sister took the woman down with a vicious blow to the back of her head and right into the heavy armor clad knee of the furious monster, and subsequently knocked her right out.

“Be ye alright Master Lucius?” Dusting off her hands and looking upwards at that terrifying figure, Myri grabbed his arm gently and the very sight left Kaelyn utterly speechless and blinking owlishly at the vision of it. It was like watching a butterfly talking to a fire-breathing dragon. It was the first thing she could compare it too.

“Aye.” He growled, and then spun to slam a hard fist into the poor man who’s knife had been taken so easily. “Fool! If that ever happens again, you will be the one in chains!” The young man’s form barreled into the stone of the building and sagged even before the Lord had finished speaking.

By now, others had joined them, taking over the guarding of those pitiful forms in chains. Starting to move off, the large form growled, one meaty hand holding his neck and the other pointed down at the still unconscious woman. “Take her into the Dungeon. She is mine to deal with now.” The very coldness of those words made Kaelyn shudder faintly.

She wanted right then to be a tiny little mouse and scurry away, but as she didn’t have the first idea about where she should go, she stayed right where she was, until her sister returned. “Ah, as I said, Chaos today. Sorry about that Kaely. Tis something that happens occasionally.”

“Will, umn, ahh, your master be alright?” She heard the tremor in her own question and sighed, the fear was pulling at her again.

“Oh Aye. He be a fast healer but I shall make sure to take him some balm for that cut. Was light, for his armor be strong and solid enough. Had that soldier been doing his job proper, Master Lucius would never have been touched, but he was trying to save that silly boy. As it is, the bitch just got lucky. A fact she will pay for dearly in the very near future I wager.” Laughing lightly, she drew the younger girl along towards the keep. “I have ye room all ready too. Tis next to mine, and there is a door at the end of the hall that leads up to the gardens. I am sure ye will like that.”

Nodding and still feeling like a lost little mouse, she let Myri lead her inside. The dark aged walls and floors was a startling contrast to the madness outside but she didn’t notice as much as she usually would. She was in shock that had to be it. In a very short time, she found herself in a lovely room with colorful hues that was soothing to her still shaken senses. It wasn’t what she thought a slave’s room would be and that alone eased some of the heady tension running wild through her body. “Master Lucius will likely be in a foul mood for a day at the least, so I shall wait to make the introductions later. Until then, ye can either rest here, or help me in my duties.”

“Ah, aye, what duties do ye have Myri?” Pushing hair out of face with a shaking hand, she turned wide stunned eyes towards her sister.

Unaware of the turmoil her younger sibling was experiencing; Myri set about unpacking her possessions and shook her head. “We shall have to get ye some new things. These be many of my old things I see. Looks like that waste of a father nae got much better.”

“I, I have mama’s jewelry. I hid it like you said I should and he never did find them.” She hurried over and pulled them out of the case and offered them to her sister.

A gentle hand brushed against Kae’s cheek and Myri smiled at her sweetly. “Now we still have something of her with us. I am glad ye didn’t loose them Kaely.”
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PostPosted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 2:05 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

A gentle hand brushed against Kae’s cheek and Myri smiled at her sweetly. “Now we still have something of her with us. I am glad ye didn’t loose them Kaely.”

It was only then she noticed her sister wasn’t wearing a slave collar and blinked at her in bafflement and reached out and touched the circle of bells there. “Ye no longer enslaved?”

Capturing the hand into her own, Myri sank down on the bed next to her and smiled gently. “I haven’t been for a great while Kaely. I have been very happy here, tis' my home now and I be hoping ye feel the same soon too.”

“Why didn’t you come home?” Hurt indigo eyes rose and met her sister’s turquoise gaze.

“To what sweet? Our father gave me away like nothing more then property to be bought and sold at a whim. Had I returned, what would have stopped him from doing such again and to a far less decent of a man then the one that took me first?” Another brushing of fingers to his sister’s soft cheek and Myri sighed softly. “When he sold me for a debt without argument, he sold my love as well. Had he attempted the same with ye, Master Lucius would have known and gotten ye as well. As it is, I saw little reason to return. It was nae longer my home. I have a family that cares about me here. I matter.”

“He considered it once ye know. Selling me off like that, but he won and the thought faded.” She knew only to well that her sister was right and wouldn’t speak of that again.

“Aye, I know.” An impish smile danced over the elegant features so like her own and Kaelyn peered at Myri curiously.

“How could ye know about that?”

“Ah, I told ye, he was being watched and when word came he was deep in debt again, it was arranged that he would win enough to keep him afloat for a little longer.” This said as Myrialla rose to her feet with a gentle pat to Kaelyn’s head. “Now, do ye have need of resting or would ye like to help me? We have guests coming in and the Children will be home tonight as well. Need to change the linen in their rooms.”

“I shall help of course. I rested very well last night and after all this, ah, um, excitement, I don’t think sleep will be easily found.” With this said she bounced up to her feet with a wide smile. “I nae need worry I shall end up in a collar Myri?”

Startled turquoise eyes widened at that then she started laughing, hands pressing lightly to her peach colored lips. “Nae, nae. Master Lucius has plenty enough at the moment and ye be here as my family. Would nae be proper. However, ye do need to watch that sharp tongue of yours. He may nae slap ye into a collar but he does expect respect as his due. Same with the Lady Fiona, she be easier to deal with sometimes, but nae one to irritate.”

She nodded easily enough, hoping the garden had a lot of trees. She was getting better at managing her moods but everyone needed an outlet occasionally.

Myri moved and picked up something from the glossy wood dresser and stepped over and started to pin it on her shirt and she twisted her head to see it. “What is this?”

“Ah, until ye be known around here, this be a sign that ye are not to be touched in any manner by the various creatures we have wandering about the place. Tis for ye safety. Some can get a little rambunctious after Festivals and celebrations. Just making sure they be aware ye are not one of the stock so to speak. It be this or dress ye in white silks, and trust me when I say those can get quite dirty and easily so, this be simpler. ” Her grin was infectious and filled with humor as she released the cotton folds, hoping the item didn’t end up lost behind one of them.

“Come now. There be much to do. The cooks are already preparing a feast for tonight’s Celebration and with company coming, I must make sure the serving girls do their jobs properly. Some can be quite rebellious.”

“What shall I do for ye Myri?” Relief took the tight tension out of her features and she smiled easily, eyes lighting up and glowing with delight at being with her sibling.

“Ye can help me with the children’s rooms. Cieara is nae as bad as Daniel, but I do those rooms myself as the slaves can nae touch weapons and Danny tends to leave those lying about willy nilly. I nae know what I am going to do with that boy.” She sighed then laughed as she trotted gracefully off down the hall with her sister following in the same manner.

“Oh those are the children ye watch after?” Thinking they were both likely young if she remembered the few letters correctly.

“Nae as much now as they are older, but aye. They still be my charges in many way.” More humor danced in her tone as she pushed open Daniel’s door and sighed at the mess. “The boy be a trial.”

Peering past Myri’s shoulder her dark blue eyes widened at the disaster. “Is there even a bed in there?”

“Oh aye. Ye go ahead and start there, I shall go and collect the linens and we can clear up this mess in no time.” A giggle fell as she saw the look on Kaelyn’s face and gave her a light pat. “Nae worry. Once everything settles here, ye can become a healer for the troops and won’t have to deal with this sort of mundane activities. I also asked the Lady Fiona to teach ye some basic fighting skills when she can and she has agreed most willingly.”

She had not even considered learning to fight, but the thought wasn’t at all distasteful and she grinned happily. “I am to learn how to fight?”

“Aye. Living here, ye will find that many can’t stop in the midst of battle to save some fluff headed woman from death. So, we have to save ourselves, it’s very inspiring.”

Pushing her sister into the room, she chuckled softly. “I learned and if ye have continued the dancing, ye will find out it’s very easy.”
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PostPosted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 2:38 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

“I look forward to that Myri, unlike tackling this room. Goodness!” She picked up a heavy bit of discarded armor and shook her head. That little boy must think in grand scale if the size of this stuff was any indication. Listening to the soft lilting song her sister was singing as she headed off down the hall, she set about making the room look reasonably organized, picking up a variety of weapons from the floor and placing them into a pile in the corner with a crinkling of her nose. “That little boy is a piglet.”

Under a pile of clothing, she found bags of coin and jewels and shook her head as her sister returned with a stack of lush sheets in her arms. “Ye look to be making a dent in this disaster Kaely.”

“Aye. I nae have any idea what to do with much of this Myri. Nae looks like there be a place to put it.” She rose up from her knees and brushed at them with dusty hands.

Laughing, the slender woman moved to place her burden on the bed and blew cinnamon hair from her eyes. “That wall over there opens up to shelves for many of those weapons he loves.” She pointed a simple wood panel and Kaelyn just shook her head and walked over and in seconds found the opening.

“Ye keep on working here, I shall be back. Cieara is nae so messy so it should only take me a short time to finish her chamber.” She chuckled again and strolled out with the soft chiming of bells to mark each step.

“Aye, that be fine Myri.” She then set about the task of placing the heavy swords, daggers and other items she couldn’t identify into the closet. “Most little boys have tin soldiers but nae this one. Must be a right hellion I wager.” She muttered to herself trying to envision the boy her sister obviously loved with the remembered impression of the father and made a face. “A little walking giant eh?”

Working smoothly, she had the floor nearly clear and was soon down on her knees, crawling under the bed to pull out one hiding blade away from the protective dust bunnies.

“What the hell do you think your doing?” The frigid voice caught her totally off guard and she instantly banged her head into the bed frame.

“Ouch! Visdane!” The curse growled from clenched teeth as her poor head was being put through hell the past few days. Wiggling back as quickly as she could, she moved up onto her knees and peered behind her at the young man filling the door way with arms folded and looking rather fierce with shaggy inky black hair and icy cold blue-green eyes just glaring at her. She was suddenly aware of just how undignified her position was and hurried moved so it wasn’t her backside he saw in such a predominant position and letting the dagger fall from her numb fingers to the carpet.

“Um, I be cleaning up this disaster called a room, what does it look like?” Words falling out before she could rethink them and she nearly backed down and apologized instantly, but changed her mind at the look over coming his face.

Didn’t like her tone eh? Well he took off a good ten seasons of her life calling out like that. Her heart was still pounding from the shock, so he was due it at the least.

“Only Myri’s allowed to do that here.” Lips thinning into a nasty tight slash and those startling eyes narrowed, making she swallow nervously. Could this be the master? He was big enough, but didn’t look nearly old enough. Had she already put her foot in her mouth? Okay, time to regroup she thought and offered a weak apologetic smile. “I be helping Myri with this mess Milord. She’s a bit pressed ye see and asked if I would do such.”

Catching the teasing bob of one of those sly little dust balls clinging to a strand of hair, she snatched at it, thinking she must look a fright. Talk about making a dreadful first impression as she struggled valiantly not to squirm under that frigid chilling gaze.

She realized moments later he couldn’t be the Lord and Master because he simply wasn’t old enough, which was something of a relief, but he was still making her very uncomfortable with that intently piercing gaze of his. So she thought to distract him with her next suggestion. “Ye are welcome to help if you like Milord. I am sure the young master wouldn’t mind.”

Sarcasm now laced his tones as a raven brow lifted. “Oh I am honored to be sure, considering this is MY damn room!” She would have bolted if able, but his large frame was blocking the exit, as he hadn’t moved an inch since she turned around to look at him. But at his words, she could only gaped in more astonishment. At this rate, she would be dead in a fortnight at all the deadly bombshells she was getting in such swift order. This was not a small boy, but a young man with a really rude demeanor!

“Oh Goodness! Ye be the piglet?” And once more her tongue ran away from her without thinking first while her mind scrambled to recover from the revelation of his identity.
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PostPosted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 9:53 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

“Piglet?” Thoroughly taken aback, Daniel finally managed to sputter out the word. How dare she! “PIGLET!” How dare this slave speak to him like that! He didn’t care how well her ass looked; insolence to the family by a slave was intolerable. It didn't occur to him in his anger that the girl was not dressed in the silks or uniforms the slaves of the household normally wore. He stepped into the room fully, a hand beginning to come down, in preparation of slapping some sense into her. The weight of another hand coming down on his shoulder drew him short, and he glanced back, then up to meet the eyes of his father.

“There you are, Daniel.” Lucius's other hand held a red-soaked rag to his throat, and tiny splatters of blood still rested on his chin, slowly drying. Daniel’s own eyes squinted, wondering what had happened, when his father continued. “I need to speak with you in the Underhalls.” Turning, without waiting for a reply, the elder DeAuster started to move down the hall.

“I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Turning back to the girl, noting she was now standing, Daniel took a step forward, but his father’s voice stopped him again.

“Now, Daniel!” Stepping back to the doorway, Lucius’s face showed that he was in no mood to be trifled with. He looked over to the girl, who seemed to want to crawl under the bed and hide, then back to his son before turning with a flurry of the heavy cloak and moved down the hall.

“Damn.” That was muttered low, before Daniel turned back to Kaelyn. “Well, go on. Get out of here!” That appeared to be the very thing she had wanted to hear, as she muttered “Yes, milord” and fairly bolted for the door. As she passed he swatted her hard on her bottom, bringing a squeal from her.

“Don’t you DARE ever do that again!” she fairly spat, rubbing her backside, her stare burning Daniel where he stood.

“Look, girl...” Daniel leaned close in toward her and was silently satisfied in seeing her flinch back from him. “The only reason you’re not being whipped, is that I’ve gotta go.” Letting her think about that, he stormed off toward the stairs heading upward.

In the Underhalls, he found Lucius standing near the great table set along its center, and moved that way. His father turned as he approached and held out two sealed envelopes. Daniel accepted them, and looked at them curiously. “What are these?”

“One is for the mayor of Torrence, the first village we claimed.” The beginnings of a smile crept across Lucius’s features. “It explains the new laws and taxation tables. And, the cost of not following them. The second is for Jagga, the leader of the warband occupying Torrence.”

"You want me to be a delivery boy?” Daniel stared at his father hard. “I mean, why not send this with one of the soldiers? Or even Corbane?”

Lucius sighed softly, shaking his head as he regarded his son. This was becoming an all-to-familiar conversation with Daniel in recent months, as the young man edged into that nebulous time between his teens and adulthood. The elder was also acutely aware of the demon within Daniel stirring, as it also approached maturity. Combined with the hotblood of his own Beast, it meant Fiona had broken up more than one arguement between the two.

“Daniel, listen to me a minute.” Spinning, Lucius walked to the dais and ascended to his chair to sit down before continued. “I’ve trained you to the best of my ability. You know what it means to be a commander and a fighter.” He waved his hand slightly, the gesture meant to take in the Underhalls and, by rote, Gharnhome above. “The palisade we are building in Torrence is meant to give us a measure of control of the lands I have taken from that bastard Urevan so far. When winter breaks, I plan on taking the rest.” He leaned forward, fires burning deep within his eyes. “When it is completed, I plan to leave you in charge of the palisade, and in turn, in charge of the defenses of Torrence and it's surrounding lands."

Daniel gaped, not having expected what he had just heard. “That’s right…” Lucius continued. “Now, you will learn what it means to rule. Don’t worry, you’ll still be able to go out as you want.” He leaned back, tossing the bloody rag to one side with an annoyed grunt.

“What about Cie?” Daniel asked, resting one foot on the dais. “She’s gonna flip when she hears about this.”

“Your sister is going with me.” Lucius replied, resting his arms on the armrests of the throne. “It’s time she experienced what you have. I have plans for her.” Again, that smile, touched with the hint of evil. “Now, go. Take Dante, and you’ll be back in time for the first feast.” Nodding once, Daniel turned to head for the door leading to the stairs above ground, leaving his father to quietly plot his next move on the chessboard of war.
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PostPosted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 5:27 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

She was downright boiling with temper by the time she managed to locate her sister. That ill manner “pig” likely left a huge bruise on her derriere and had actually wanted to whip her instead! Fine way to treat one cleaning up such a sty! She flounced into the other room and stopped, looking about for Myri and snorted in rage. “Myri! Where are ye?”

“Over here, Kaely.” Stepping out from behind a heavy brocade curtain and smiled, before moving back to place plush pillows back on the bed. “Ye get Daniel’s room done?”

Lips reaching a full pout, she continued to rub the stinging place on her backside and shook her head, the long braid dancing about madly with that movement. ”Nae. I was assaulted instead. By that foul little boy ye adore so much.”

“Danny’s back?” Her sister’s eyes just lit up then blinked as she noticed her sister’s obviously insulted posture. “Oh dear. What happened Sweet?” She was already moving towards her with a suddenly concerned expression.

“He slapped me!” Showing not an inch of modesty now, she yanked up the soft folds of her skirt and pointed at the handprint on her skin that was already starting to bruise.

A quick look and her sister started to laugh softly. “Oh that just be a little tap Kaely, Tis nothing to get so upset about. He nae knows ye and might simply had thought ye be one of the slave girls about the place.”

“But, but Myri! He wanted to WHIP me!” Her face was a study in outrage and she was nearly to the point of squeaking. Unfortunately, it only made her older sister laugh more.

Patting her sister lightly, she brushed the skirts from Kaelyn’s hands back into place and chuckled softly. “Ah, well the whip is nae always a dreadful thing either. Depends on how it be used.”

Absolute horror flooded the younger woman’s face and she could only gape at her sister. The mere idea simply wasn’t sinking in and she struggled to speak, but could only sputter for a moment.

“Oh nae worry little sister, I shall speak with the Lady Fiona and make sure he doesn’t attempt to beat ye.” Still, her voice was laden with humor. “Ye will be safe from that.”

“There is nae any way I would “like” a whipping Myri!” She was feeling another rippling shock. Even if her life had been hard, she had never been abused like that, so it was a fact she couldn’t seem to wrap her mind around.

“Oh ye will learn about it all in due time. Nae be such a little fusspot.” Clicking her tongue a bit, she quickly picked up the last of the sheets and moved towards Daniel’s room. “Come along now, I shall finish this up and then show ye about the place.”

She didn’t want to go back into that, that creature’s room again but felt she didn’t have much choice and was soon assisting in the changing out of bed sheets with her gaze frequently darting towards the door nervously.

“How is it, he only managed to swat ye and nae whip ye as ye think he planned Kaely?” Pushing the fall of rich red from her brow, Myri gazed over at her sister, and then tossed more of those decadent pillows onto the bed.

“Another man showed up and demanded he go with him.” She hadn’t really had a chance to look at him well, but had a vague memory of another fierce looking fellow with red hair and a trimmed beard and conveyed that to her sister.

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PostPosted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 6:43 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

“Ah, Master Lucius. He and Lady Fiona are usually the only ones Daniel will listen to instantly. He does also listen to me, but with less attention.” Fingers snapping them and she grinned. “Remind me to bring him that balm later. I nae want that neck to get septic.”

Oh this was worse then she thought. The Lord himself had walked in on that and she felt her face just flood with color. Her blasted tongue sent her right into a mess already and she could well imagine it would only get worse.

“Oh stop that fretting. Ye will nae be whipped unless ye want it and ye be safe. I shall speak with the Lady Fiona and it will be taken care of. This I promise. Now, let me take ye on a tour of the place.”

Kaelyn nodded while fiddling nervously with a strand of soft red hair and followed her sister obediently into the halls. She was already cataloging the plus side to things. These halls were a fair distance away from the room she had. She had a sharp eye and could avoid the young master. She was surprisingly good at ducking and dodging creditors, one snarly young man wouldn’t be at all difficult to avoid.

“By now, he’s likely already forgotten about ye Kaely.” As if she had read her mind, Myri glanced back over a shoulder and smiled teasingly. “Ye also might find avoiding him rough, for if he hasn’t dropped ye from his thought, he will seek ye out. He was always a very stubborn child.”

Muttering with an irritated glance sent from the deep blue eyes towards her sister and she sighed, one hand moving to rub at her offended derriere again with a wince. Mere moments later however, she was crowding up against her sister as she caught another flash of long black hair and thought it was him already.

“Ah, good evening to ye Milord Lorcain. Ye rooms are ready for ye. Just let me know if ye have need of anything else.”

Knees shaking with relief as she noticed this one was of a slighter build and perhaps taller, but he was still no less intimidating. Ice green eyes swept over the pair, as if logging them to memory and even his voice mad her skin shiver, for it was barely above a whisper. “I need nothing currently. Thank ye.”
“Oh Milord, this be me younger sister Kaelyn. Come to live here now.” Myri just smiled easily, not the least bit bothered by the standoffish man.

She did get a polite bow at the introduction and instantly placed this one a few notches above that Daniel. Even if the look in those artic green eyes made her believe he had already dismissed her.

Myri then took Kae’s hand and pulled her along down the long dark hallway. “That was the Lady Fiona’s younger brother. He’s a frosty sort, but decent enough in his own way. Rumor has it he be sweet on one of the Albaelia girls. Would be a good match I wager were it to happen.” Laughter floated softly from the lithe figure as she glided smoothly along. “Cieara’s friendly with one of the brothers as well, so ye will likely run into them about the place eventually.”

Great, more faces to remember and keep her tongue in place when doing so. She had left a land where the only people she usually saw were debt collectors to now, seeing so many her head was spinning from it. She only hoped she could keep them all in proper place and not shame herself later.

Soon enough she was shown the entire house, having been taken by Myri room by room but for a few. “I won’t take ye down that way. Tis the playroom and nae for the faint of heart, for it’s rather like a dungeon ye could say and if me ears be right, the Master is working anyway.”

“The, the Master is…” She gasped faintly as her own ears caught a cracking sound and she winced. “Torturing someone?”

“Oh Aye. It is likely that slave that cut him earlier as I did see them dragging her this way. Tis to be expected after all.” Giving a sympathetic pat to her sister’s hand. “Nae ye worry now. Ye will learn it all in time.”

She only hoped Myri was right, as she was then lead out into the gardens. Here, she was overjoyed to find trees and life blooming in bounty and her eyes lit up. “Oh Myri, this is lovely.”

“Aye, this be the garden. Over there to the left be the herbs, though I still have to collect some in the wild. I will show ye tomorrow where I go for that. To the right be the Greenhouse. The Lady Fiona likes Calla Lilies and those nae grow without the warmth.

I also grow strawberries and other fruits there, as it’s simply easier. Now, up that way around that bend is the rose garden. It even has a few blooming, as the area is warded. The winter be quite vicious down this far so we do what we can.”

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She was suddenly feeling far better. Plenty of trees to abuse when needed, lovely flowers, and the soft fragrance she found very comforting. She felt sure she would come here often and smiled, assuming none of the others bothered with the place. A sanctuary in a place of total confusion.

“Now, we need to get ye something to wear for tonight’s festivities.” Myri was already moving towards the interior doors and Kaelyn could only offer a silent sigh and follow.

“I nae have anything for a party Myri. I thought I would just stay in my rooms tonight as well.“ She had hoped she could, as she really didn’t want to run into the heir again, at least not this soon.

“Nae, nae! Ye can’t. The Celebration is often a lot of fun and ye must attend. All the house members do so. Besides, I am hoping to introduce ye properly to Lord Lucius and Lady Fiona.”

Myri was wearing an insistent look and her sister was quick to realize she wasn’t going to be able to duck the party. Nose crinkling, she once more fell into step with her sister and was led back inside.

Mere moments later, she was buried under a mountain of silks, satins, all in various colors and hues. Nearly overwhelmed, she could only stare blankly at her sister as she held up one outfit and laughed merrily. “Try this one on. Tis a lovely blue that will match ye eyes.”

“Myri, I can’t wear that!” She was looking at the neckline of the top, which was a bit lower then she was comfortable with.

“Quit being such a prude. Ye are nae a slave and can wear things that look pretty. Trust me, ye will be decently covered.” The first sign of temper but for her attack on the woman trying to flee, Myri’s eyes flashed for a moment. “I used to walk about here naked when I was a slave and it was very liberating. This is not nude at least. I say if ye have it flaunt it proudly too. It’s the one thing we as woman have after all.”

Disbelief as she could only yet again stare owlishly at her older sister, wondering about this philosophy. She had never considered herself a prude. Prudent yes, but not stuffy or anything.

“Ah, back where we come from,it be very different. Ye can relax here Sweet, tis ye home now, and ye be safe here. Nae anyone will touch ye are seek to do ye harm, this I promise. To do such, could bring trouble for them.” Dropping the dress she wanted Kaelyn to wear, her hands moved to rest on her hips almost defiantly.

“Ha! That young Master touched me without asking. Swatted me!” Kaelyn pointed at her backside.

“Well, he nae has to ask, but he’s the heir here. However, once he knows ye are nae a slave, he will act differently.” Confidently those words tumbled from Myri’s lips and she nodded.

“Your sure about that Myri?” Peering intently at her sister now, Kaelyn watched to see if she had any uncertainly about that last statement.

“Aye. I am sure of it.” She wasn’t really, but wasn’t about to let Kaelyn see it and gave her a brilliant smile. “Now, try on the dress. If ye be such a worry wart, we will stuff some lace down the front to keep ye feeling pure.”

In short time, Kaelyn was staring at herself in the mirror and shaking her head, while behind her Myri laughed happily. “It’s perfect for ye. The blue matches ye eyes perfectly and is a nice contrast for ye hair too.”

“Don’t you have something not so… Low cut Myri?” Turning away from the reflection that was almost a stranger to her self in that stunning blue dress.

“Nae. I don’t. Here, that be actually very a very sweet and proper neckline, nae scandalous at all. Ye will learn quickly that hear ye can wear pretty things and nae be all that prudish about. For it has little use.” Soft melodic laughter falling as she spun about with a dark elegant bit of lace in her hand. “Do ye want some stockings perhaps? I nae wear them often myself, but if ye would feel less exposed, it might help.”

“Um, I don’t know.” She was feeling like a carriage ran over her at the moment, as she simply wasn’t going to get out of this and just wanted to throw a fit, but was only to aware that her sister would slap her silly if she did.

“Nae worry, there will be plenty of naked slaves about, few will even look at ye.” The grin wasn’t reassuring at all but Kaelyn knew when she was beat and just nodded.

“I’ll wear the stockings.” It was one more layer, which was better then nothing after all.

“Well, good. Now that this is all settled, let me show ye were to bath and we can get ready. I still have to oversee the servants and make sure the cook has everything needed.”

Again she could only stare in awe, as she was lead into the bathing area. The large fall of water flowed down into a steaming pool and she looked around. “This be yours?”

“Aye, though others have use of it if they like. Most of the family uses their own of course.” Pushing the towels into her sister’s arms, Myri moved to collect the various oils and soaps. “Ye can use any of these and take ye time. There be plenty of it before the party starts. So relax and enjoy the peace while ye can Kaely.”

“Where are you going?” She wasn’t sure she wanted Myri out of her sight, as the last time hadn’t faired well in her favor at all.

“I am going to speak with the Lady Fiona then check the kitchens. I shall nae be gone long and it is unlikely anyone will come in here, so ye are safe. Quit being such a baby Kaely, as it ill suites ye anyway.” Her smile softened her words as she turned and floated out with the soft chiming of dancer bells.

Shedding her clothing, she slipped into the heated water and grinned to herself. This was a surprise, but one of the better ones so far. They had running water at home, but as heat was costly, she hadn’t had many hot baths, so this was pure luxury to her. Eventually, she made her way into the falls, letting the silky water rinse away the soap and leave a soft pleasant scent permeating her hair and skin.

Blinking the water from her eyes as she stepped clear of the flow and instantly stumbled at the sight of a slim young woman watching her. Sliding down into the shielding pool, she stared right back at the delicate looking red head with astonished eyes.
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PostPosted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 3:18 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

“Oh, your not Myri. Who are you?” Came the responding question obviously noted in Kaelyn’s stunned eyes.

“A, um, I be Kaelyn, Myri’s sister.” She was quick to state that, having not had the chance earlier with Daniel so now, thought it best to make sure she was known.

“Oh yes, I remember. Heard you were coming. I’m Cie. Say, you don’t mind if I join you here huh? Just got back from the city and feeling pretty foul. Dirty place, but it does have its uses.” An impish grin accompanied the words and the girl didn’t even wait, just started shedding clothing.

“I was looking for my brother and figured Aunt Myri would know where he was.” She babbled continuously while undressing them slipped smoothly into the heated bathing pool.Cieara’s ice green eyes just twinkled with mirth. “Can you pass the soap?”

Passing the glass bowl over to let her pick the scent, Kae just gazed wide eyed at the young woman, not at all sure just how she should respond.

“So, how ya like the place? Did Myri get a chance to take you around? Have you met any of the other family yet? What about this party huh? Wicked isn’t it?” A string of questions buffeted Kaelyn and she could only blink rapidly with each one. She wasn’t even sure an answer was required, since they call came at rapid fire.

“I, well, I think I will need to get used to the place.” She stayed low in the water, feeling just a bit more exposed then usual and smiled weakly.

“Oh, it’s not a bad place at all. Went to a few of those so-called Noble houses and it was much worse. Trust me. Rude people and the like, I hate those sort of parties, but my parents say I will have to get used to it.” She made a face and crossed her eyes in an amusing fashion that Kae laughed, feeling more at ease.

“Well, fill me in. Who have you met so far?” Curious eyes matched the questioning tilt of the girl’s auburn head and Kaelyn chuckled quietly.

“I met ye uncle so far and…ye brother.” She tried really hard not to let her nose crinkle when she mentioned Daniel, but apparently Cieara was more perceptive then she appeared as her eyes lit up with sudden humor.

“What happened huh? Don’t say “nothing” because I caught that little micro-look.” A waggled finger was sent her way along with a very bright smile. “Was it Uncle Lor? He’s not known to be the friendliest of creatures. Tends to be downright gloomy some days.”

“Ah, nae, ye uncle was very polite.” Kaelyn was now trying to figure out how to make a graceful escape, but as she started to edge towards the steps, the young woman caught her arm.

“Come on now, you have to tell me what Danny did. He’s such a golden boy you know.” Snorting faintly, Cie tossed her head then grinned wickedly. “If you don’t tell me, I will hound you all night.”

Having no idea as to what method the girl would use, and imagining the worst, Kaelyn caved in quickly, telling her the tale without a single fabrication, even including the fact she had a bit of a problem with her run away tongue.

“Ooh! That’s so rich! I love it. Piglet! Ha!” She other girl fell back against the side of the tub, shaking with laughter. “It’s true you know! He is a mess monster!”

Kaelyn just gazed at the girl and pushed wet hair from her eyes, totally baffled at the humor of it. “Why do ye think it’s funny? He slapped me, and left a bruise!” She then rose up out of the water and pointed at her derriere, still upset over the event.

“Ooh! He did!” Gasping, Cie bent over nearly double and her laughter fell and bounced right into the water. “He is going to be totally mortified when he finds out your not a slave! Oh, I must be there when that happens! I must!”

“I plan to avoid him Milady. Tis best that way as I tend to lose control of me temper and Myri says I should learn so manage that.” She had finally managed to reach the edge of the bathing pool and slipped out, where she pulled a thick plush towel about her wet frame.

“That’s not going to be easy you know. Right now, its not a problem with all the men about, but once the celebrations are over in a few days, avoiding will be nearly impossible, as Danny is often around the kitchens.” She then ducked her head into the steaming waters and rose up sputtering some.

“Unless Daddy takes him out on another raid and those won’t come until after the thaw. If that happens, your free and clear of him, but I know it won’t be easy when he’s home. Besides, he’s really not a bad guy. Almost puritan in how he treats ladies too. You know, boring.” Grinning, she shook water from her hair and reached for the shampoo. “When he finds out he slapped you and your not one of the houses slaves, he’s going to be very apologetic. Believe me.”

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PostPosted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 11:57 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Cieara was more then even a little amused. Her dull big brother had made a major Social mistep and she was most gleeful about it. For once it wasn't her feeling silly or young. Oh yes she was going to enjoy this.

Kaelyn wore a dubious expression as she gazed at Cie now then shook her head. “I nae think I believe that. He did nae act that way when he was growling at me. Gave me a fright he did. All chilly and growling.” Shivering at the memory.

“Trust me Kaelyn, once he knows, he will become the usual, courteous, boring old Danny again.” Giggling, a bubble coated Cieara dove under the falling water with suds flowing away swiftly. Wading back out, she grinned and reached for the towel Kaelyn was holding out to her. “He’s about as threatening as a baby kitten. Nothing like Daddy or Kar, why even Uncle Lor can chill one with a look but let me tell you, the ladies flock around him. Danny, he attracts the little husband hunters. Those poodle type woman that fall apart when they break a nail.” Cie's running commentary continued as she wrapped the large towel around her slight body and giggled.

“Since you obviously are “NOT” one of those kind of woman, I don’t think you have anything to worry about. Well, until Kar shows up. He's a huge flirt.” More bubbling laughter as she moved to take up the comb from the sideboard.

Kaely just sank down on the stone steps she just stared at the other girl in astonishment and feeling the blush move all the way up to the very roots of her hair. “Isn’t this Kar ye beau?” Absently she started to rub the scented oil into her skin while listening.

“He’s one of them yes. I have a few but it’s nothing serious or anything. I’m only a hundred and eighteen years old after all.” A bright smile lit up her face and she spun about to gaze at Kaelyn. “Hey? You want to come back to the city with me next week? We can go shopping, get your hair cut, maybe have some fun!”

Mouth falling open for a moment, Kaelyn soon found her voice and shook her head. “Nae, I don’t have any money Milady. I also have not fond of cities in general.”

“Oh, call me Cie please. Milady makes me think of my Mum. She’s the Mistress here not me. Who said you don’t have money? Your one of the family now, so anything you buy gets paid for. Come on! Live a little! Cut loose! We will have a lot of fun!”

“Ah, Nae!” She fumbled with the bottle, quickly catching it before it could fall and shatter on the ground and lifted wide bewildered eyes to peer at the girl. “Ye be quite wild eh?”

“Me? Not really, but I make a damn good impression of it.” The grin was infectious and soon had Kaelyn laughing even as her head shook in negation.

“I only just arrived so I would rather get settled before venturing into the city.” Pulling out her own comb, she set about taming her long hair still chuckling quietly.

Snorting, Cie moved to drop down next to the other girl where she stole the comb and started to unsnarl the tangles from Kaelyn’s long mane. “Danny stuffy too he doesn't cut loose, and he’s a guy! I figure I just take after my Father. I am at least a bit more curious and a heck of a lot more lively usually. Weird though, since it’s Mum’s family that’s got the Demon blood but Mum is very reserved. Should see my Grandmother in action though. It’s a sight to be called inspiring. She crooks a little finger and the men around here just fall. Even my Grandfather is still hooked on her and they barely even see each other.”

More people she would likely meet and find intimidating was her thought, but Kaelyn nodded quietly, letting the Cieara comb out the mess of tangles.

Cie caught those emotions easily enough, something she hadn't actually mentioned she could do, to the newest resident. Of course she was delighted. Any chance she could torment her brother she took. It was a game they played. Seeing who could out do the other after all but this, oh this was rich.

“It simply boggles my mind that Danny behaved like that. He’s always so mind-numbingly dull it’s almost painful. Habitually, he’s exceedingly polite and quiet, so unlike me really. I think I would have loved to have seen it. Of course I would have been laughing myself stupid at it too.” Giggling more, she rose up on her knees and started to play with the now smooth golden red hair. “What was your first thought when you saw him like that?”

“I thought he looked fierce.” No lie there, as she did think that, while her heart was trying to bounce right out of her chest.

Gales of laugher fell at that, and Cie leaned to peer at her from her kneeling position. “You will find out, that first impressions are often wrong. Danny fierce? Oooh. Hades that IS so funny!”

Soon enough, the two girls were heading back to Kaelyn's room and Cie stared at her in shock, the lacy square a horrible addition to what to her was a very conservative dress. “No! You can’t mean to cover up like that! It looks weird doing that too!” Next thing Kaelyn knew, she was in a tussle over the scrap of lace set for the front of the blue dress. The struggle short lived however as the battle ending with Cieara the victor.

“I have an idea that is much better then this,” Waving the offending lace about in the air. “Scrap of netting. So grab your slippers and stockings, we will finish this in my room!”

Myri entered moments later with a bright smile, the brilliant sea shaded outfit even more revealing then the blue one she had supplied for her sister, as much of her mid-drift was bare. “Ah, Good evening Cie. I see ye have found my sister and appear to be helping her dress.”

“Of course.” Cie grinned and darted over to hug her while laughing merrily. “She doesn’t have much fashion sense at all Aunt Myri.”

“Nae, but tis' where she has come that is at fault sweet.” The smile was warm as she gazed towards Kaelyn. “Ye look very lovely Kaely. I like the way Cie has fixed ye hair. Easier to see ye face with those crowned braids.”

A nervous hand lifted to touch the golden locks and Kaelyn chuckled quietly. Only half of her long mop was up, the rest flowed unrestrained down her back but wasn’t drifting into her eyes at least. “Thank ye Myri. Ye look beautiful as always.”

Laughing, the older woman looked at the pair then nodded. “Ye run along and give Cie a hand dressing. She tends to change her mind a half dozen times before deciding, so just be prepared for it Kaely.”

“I do not Aunt Myri. Well, I don’t mean to do that, but what I think will look good, doesn’t feel right, so I change until I find something that does!” Grinning impishly, she didn’t wait for more, just grabbed Kaelyn’s hand and dragged her out the door and down the hall towards her own chambers.

She did skid to a stop outside her brother’s door and press and ear there. “Darn it! He’s not back yet, the rat! Oh well, come on!”

Wilting with relief at that little reprieve, Kaelyn let herself be dragged further, smiling in delight that the Fates were being kind to her for a change. “I be glad he isn’t back Cie.”

“Well, you would, but I am not. I want to see his face Damn it!” Grinning wickedly, she pushed her new friend into her room and slammed the door loudly. “I will get the chance, as I am not letting you get away until it happens.”

She was serious. Cieara fully planned to enjoy every last second of her brother squirming like a little fish on a hook. She could just see it now, his face going all red with embarassment when he realized what he had done. OOoh, she was so looking forward to that. Golden Boy, indeed. The only thing that would be better, was if her her father found out, but knowing Myri and her Mum, he never would. Of course she could tell, but even she drew the line sometimes. Luc wasn't all that much fun when he went snarly. Ah well, just seeing perfect big brother feeling like an ogre would be worth plenty enough.

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PostPosted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 3:52 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote



Mere moments later, she sat shaking her head at the dress the other girl was thinking of wearing. It was far more revealing then anything she had seen ever and she just didn’t think it would be a good idea.

“What do you think about this one Kaely?” Spinning about with a wide bright smile and her long waving auburn hair drifting about her like a soft cloud, she struck a pose.

“I think ye look very good in it, but ye father will likely nae like how much ye be showing.” She simply couldn’t help her tone, as for her, it was a rather daring gown.

“Oh. Normally I wouldn’t mind tweaking Daddy’s temper, but I heard some slave attacked him, so maybe your right. Don’t want him bellowing at me for my style choices if he’s already in a bad mood. Might end up in the kennels as he has threatened before.” Her eyes twinkled with mirth as her nose crinkled then turned to find something else.

“Would ye father do that to ye?” Disbelief colored Kaelyn’s tone as she sat back with a hand lifting to her cheek.

“Oh, I don’t think so, but you can never tell with my father. Depends on his mood and how far he’s pushed.” She turned and the dark green velvet skirt swished softly about her knees. “What about this? Not as long as most, but it covers all the proper parts without being boring.”

“That one looks very pretty Cie.” It did cover all the correct areas even if her top was tight fitting, and even less modest then Kaelyn’s own. It was however, the best of five suggestions and she didn’t think she could take much more.

“Good! Now, here drape that over your shoulders it will cover you up without making you silly. Scraps of lace are just fashion faux pas Kaely.” She tossed over a soft shawl made of delicate netting that rested without itching against her bosom. It didn’t really cover, but she was starting to realize the reason why her idea of modesty simply didn’t exist here, was that no one let it. Of course she was used to more staid,puretain fashions and would likely have to learn along with everything else about such things.

After another hour of enduring Cieara’s hair styling extravaganza, she was glad to finally be moving towards the upper floor. In truth, she had enjoyed the lighthearted humor of the other girl, but after inspecting just one to many looks, she felt quite drained. As it was, Cie had settled on simply leaving her hair down and was once more, pulling her along towards the main hall. “Come on Kaely, we haven’t got all night. Sun will be up before you know it!”

“Aye, I know.” Her response was a touch subdued, having realized the large amount of people milling about the elegant room. She wasn’t at all surprised to see she was likely the most covered female on the place, as other ladies were wearing far less then she was. Which of course made her suddenly feel over-dressed.

A quick darting search of deep blue eyes as she was tugged along into the din, then that sense of reprieve, not seeing a single male that resembled the butt swatter. “Do ye see Myri anywhere Cie?”
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PostPosted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 4:00 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

The younger girl grinned, she hopped up and down for a moment and each spring seemed to send her higher into the air and Kaelyn blinked. “Oh yes! She’s over near the buffet. Oh look! It’s Grandmama! Come on, let me introduce you to her, she’s a real character.”

Soon she found herself pulled into a cluster of men; all surrounding a startlingly beautiful woman that didn’t look at all like her idea of anyone’s grandmother. She didn’t even look old enough to be anyone’s mother for that matter. Must be that time thing she thought and just waited quietly. The woman had the same black hair and ice frosty green eyes as her Son and Granddaughter's, but hers didn’t gleam with humor or rage, but with something Kaelyn wasn’t sure she could identify. The lady Lillian was also wearing some creation designed to display her assets to the best advantage and still be called somewhat decent if that wine red dress was any clue.

“Grandmama, meet Aunt Myri’s sister Kaelyn. She just arrived and is going to live here now with us!” Cieara smiled happily as she leaned down to press a light kiss to the pale cheek of the lady holding court.

The gaze that feel upon Kaelyn then, was unsettling, seemed to look deep into her and make her nervous. Her hands folded politely and rested before as she offered a smile and an elegant little curtsey. “Lovely to meet ye Milady.”

“Ah, call me Lillian M’dear.” A slow smile drew up the corners of the Demoness’s burgundy stained lips and her eyes smoldered. “How sweet and pure you look child. Won’t take to much time to corrupt you properly if you’re willing.”

A flush rose instantly in Kaelyn’s pale face and she forced herself to just smile and not respond, having no idea of how one could to such a statement without potential insult.
Thankfully, Cie was once more dragging her away before another word could be said. “Have fun Grandmama, need to take Kaely here over to Aunt Myri.”

“Ye too children.” She then returned her favored attentions to the patiently waiting collection of men with low husky laughter chasing the girls back into the room.

“Didn’t I tell you?” Laughing, she took a firmer grip on Kaelyn’s hand and led her towards the buffet table where Myri was apparently chastising one of the servants there. “Here she is Aunt Myri, safe and sound. I even introduced her to Grandmama and got her away before she even had a chance to try and bite.”

“Ah, lovely.” Myri paused and turned to smile warmly at the pair with her hands moving to rest lightly on her silk clad hips. “Ye parents have nae shown yet, but should be here soon. So, ye to go and find a place to sit and enjoy the party until they come.”

“Sure thing Myri. Come on Kaelyn, I know the perfect spot to sit and just watch for a while. Has a great view of the room.” Passing once more through the thickening crowd, she pushed open a hidden panel and was tugging Kaelyn along. “It’s an old spy spot. Found it when we were younger and it’s great for these shindigs.”

Having no idea what such a thing was, she just nodded and smiled gamily, willing to stay with Cie who seemed to have no fear at all. “We will have a clear view of all those below?”

”Oh yes! It’s great. Trust me!” Laughing merrily, she pushed open another small door and slipped inside and dropped down on a smooth wooden bench and pointed.
Below, the room spread out showing the tops of dozens of heads and the colorful flashes of clothing all the people wore.

“When Danny and I were much younger, we were not allowed to attend these parties as they can get pretty rowdy and bawdy, so we used to sit up here and make up stories about people. Made for some great fun.” Leaning to rest her arm on a small stone ledge, she pointed down at one. “See that lady there? The one with that tacky feather stuck in her curls?”

Taking Cie’s lead, she also leaned into the rail and gazed down, finding the woman all to easily, as the feather really was a stand out. “Aye, what about her?”

“She used to be a slave, but now she runs a cat house.” A wicked grin danced over Cieara’s face.

“She raises cats?” Not at all sure how that was supposed to be surprising, and her confused eyes slid towards the other girl. “What be wrong with that?”

“Not cats silly, a Cat house. It’s a place where men go and pay for sex with all sorts of woman.”

“Goodness!” She turned back and just stared at the woman, who to her, wasn’t all that attractive and that dreadful feather didn’t help.

“The one that brought her is one of my Daddy’s Generals. He’s got really bad taste and not to many real teeth either.” Nose crinkling briefly. “But he is loyal and that’s what matters so Daddy says.”
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PostPosted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 1:37 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

It was another half hour or so when the room suddenly became hushed and all eyes turned towards the main doors. There a couple entered. It was obviously the lord and lady of the Keep, for Kaelyn did recognize the large auburn haired man from earlier. His timing having saved her from much worse then a mere swat to the backside. Dressed casually but with elegance, the jet-black silk shirt and soft matching suede breeches were worn obviously for comfort. While the rich coal dark boots showed quality and spoke of his obvious wealth. It was a stark contrast to the vibrant hair that fell to rest on wide shoulders and Kaelyn just blinked owlishly. He didn’t look anything like he had earlier.

The woman on his arm was another surprise. She knew in an instant that she was obviously Cieara and Daniel’s mother, for she had that raven black hair and the very same frigid eyes. It was however the dress she wore that brought awe to the young woman’s face. Few could wear such a garment without confidence, but this lady had it in spades. Dark red velvet traced over lithe curves faithfully with a snaking inset of ebon lace that curled up her body .

Glancing over at her companion, she was gratified to see a matching look of awe on Cieara’s expressive face as well. “Wow! Daddy would never let me wear something like that, but it looks smashing on Mum.”

“Ye mother is very lovely Cie.” And from the look of her, was another one not to trifle with. She now could confirm the distinct impression that this family was unusual and likely deadly if pushed. They were a very intimidating couple to behold.

“Well, we should get you back down there so Myri can introduce you. Would be safer, since if you run into Daddy, he won’t be worse then Danny was already.” She was already up and urging Kaelyn along with a laugh.

“Aye. I nae think I would want ye father glowering at me at all.” Remembering what she had witnessed in the yard earlier that day, she surely didn’t want any of that ferocity directed her way. Not even a smidgeon of it.

Once more she let Cieara take the lead, moving quickly down the stairs and back into the hall where she was yanked through a mob of bodies before reaching her sister once more.

“Oh good! I was hoping ye would come back when The Master and Lady arrived.” Myri grinned in delight and reached to take her sister’s hand. “Now, don’t ye worry, this will only take a moment.”

Again she was drawn across the room towards the dais and the couple chatting amicably there with a few others. “Lord Lucius Lady Fiona? This be my sister, Kaelyn Sybilla Vas Dailar.”

Instantly Kaelyn curtseyed with appropriate respect and offered a nervous little smile as both sets of eyes swung about and gazed at her. The effect of that make her knees shake a bit, but she reminded herself about all the things her sister and their daughter had said, and was delighted to see her fear fade.

Both then smiled, defusing some of that commanding presence both radiated equally and returned her nod with gracious welcomes. “Your very welcome to our home Kaelyn.” Said Lord Lucius.

“Aye, I am very sure ye will become more comfortable once ye have had a chance to settle in.” Lady Fiona commented with a faint touch of humor gleaming in her ice-frosted eyes. Her knowing look sent a faint blush rising up in Kaelyn’s pale face, suddenly aware that the lady knew what had happened with Daniel earlier and was amused.

“Thank ye Milord. I am also sure the Lady Fiona is correct. It be much to adjust to so quickly.” She was quite pleased, as her voice didn’t crack at all and that alone made her relax even further.

“I hear you’re a natural healer Kaelyn?” He commented while leaning his large frame back into the sturdy chair.

“Aye Milord.” She returned the smile with a twinkle of indigo eyes and her head bobbed.
At a look from his wife, he returned with an easy smile and a nearly unnoticeable shrug.

“I am sure we shall find a use for that, but we can talk about that another time. Run along now, and don’t let our daughter drag you into any trouble.”

The Lady then spoke in a voice only a few levels above that of her brother and smiled faintly. “I shall also speak with ye soon about training, as ye sister feels ye might be needing some.”

“Oh aye Milady.” Her indigo eyes just brightened and she nodded again. “Thank ye.”
That wasn’t at all bad, she thought as Myri led her away and she smiled happily at her sister. “See, I told ye it wouldn’t take long Kaely.”

“Aye, and they nae seem so scary now either Myri.” Her words holding a wealth of relief.

“Well, I be glad for that. They are nae scary at all, just have a very strong aura that many find difficult to handle.” Low laughter, then she was once more passing her sister back into Cieara’s care.

Taking the plate from Cie’s hand, she moved along with the other girl to a table where they sat down and ate, chatting easily even over the din of voices filling the large hall. Once she was done, she rose with the dish in her hand, but was halted by Cieara, who was looking at her oddly. “Oh leave the plate Kaely, the servants will pick it up.” Not even waiting however, she reached out a hand to taking it away from her with a grin.

“ I am nae used to that Cie” Kaelyn just gaped quietly for a moment for a moment then shook her head with a laugh. “Be this another thing I am to get used to?”

“Of course. We have servants for a reason. Need to leave something for them to earn their keep right . . . AHHhh! There he is!” Bouncing up to her feet, Cie wore a very wicked grin. “You wait right here Kaely!”

With one small hand lifting, she moved agily into the crowd waving madly and calling out to her brother. “Danny! Hey Danny!”

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PostPosted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 10:03 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

He wanted food, so he had started through the crowd over toward the laden buffet table, when a familiar voice rang out and caught his attention. Looking over the multiple numbers of heads, he caught sight of that familiar mane of auburn, bobbing his way.

“Hey sis. Having fun yet?” His voice rising louder than normal, so he could be heard over the musicians in the corner.

“Oh yes! It's quite a party!” Cieara having finally reached him stretched out a hand and grabbed his arm. “Come with me, I want ya to meet Aunt Myri's sister, she finally arrived today.”

“Ah, cool!” He gave a look towards the table loaded with food, but knew it would have to wait, as his sister was well known to be persistent. “So, what's she like?”

“ I like her! She's not quite the same as Myri, but just as sweet.” The glance turned towards him was sly as she started to drag him along towards the buffet table.

Kaelyn, still sitting quietly, over in the corner, was perched on the very edge of the chair, thinking she didn't have to listen to Cieara right? But she didn't want to upset her either, so she remained there, fretting nervously.

He nodded absently at her glance, moving slowly through the crowd toward the wall. He hadn’t even noticed the calculating expression on Cie’s face, just let her pull him along as usual.

“Ah, there she is!” She peered towards the table where she had left Kaely with a grin that was truly impish now. Another yank, and she dragged her brother right in front of the anxious girl. “Danny, this is Kaelyn, or Kaely as Aunt Myri and I call her. Anyway, this is my big brother Daniel. Daniel, this is Aunt Myri’s sister Kaely.” Once those formal introductions were made, she sat back to watch with avid attention, making sure to catch every expression that danced over Daniel's face.

“Aye, we have met Cie.” Kaelyn tried really hard not to sound resentful, but was sure he would notice as she gave him a stiff little smile and nothing more. She didn’t understand why Cie was so determined to be witness to what would likely be a very uncomfortable moment for her older sibling.

Almost stumbling to a stop, his eyes took in the lovely young woman Cie had brought him to, and then realization hit him where he had seen this one before. “You're Myri's sister?”

Kaelyn muttered, without lifting her gaze above his chin. “Aye. That I am.” She then fiddled nervously with the folds of the shawl she wore, tugging the delicate mesh tighter about her body. Eventually, she did dart a glanced at him, biting back some choice words, as it had been her tongue that got her into trouble in the first place. She should have never called him a “Piglet” like she had.

He just stared for a moment, obviously at a loss for words, then with his glance moving between Cie and Kaely. He offered a slight stiff bow to Kaely. “I'm sorry about that this morning.”

Not getting the fireworks she had hoped, Cieara snickered quietly, having been watching it all with obvious amusement and even just a touch smug, as he was doing just as she had predicted.

A quick blink, realizing Cie had been right, Kaelyn took a deep calming breath, not really feeling that forgiving, but could hardly say that, so she nodded stiffly. “Ye apology be accepted Milord.” While realizing that he had really nice boots, as that was where her gaze was trained.

“ Please, it's Daniel. Our dad holds the title of Lord.” He made every effort to sound pleasant, then glanced towards his sister as a pregnant silence fell. “Um, can I get you two anything to drink?”

Kaelyn darted a quick a look towards Cie, then gave a vague little shrug, feeling still at a loss.

Cie held up two fingers and smiled merrily. “Two glasses of red wine, since your offering.” Then promptly planted her self down next to Kaelyn and grin evilly at Daniel. ”Oh, how about a plate full of Crow too?”

If looks could kill, Cie would have been turned into a flambé' right about then, but he them turned, heading off towards the Drink table. Collecting the two glasses of wine for them, and strong rum for himself he took a moment to collect himself before returning to his sister and Kaelyn.

Leaning to whisper with a light nudge to Cieara’s side. “Cie, I don't drink, for I haven't the head for it.”

Cieara who was still giggling at the evil look her brother shot her way, glanced over at Kaely and laughed even more. “You’re going to have some tonight. Loosen up a little, can't hurt any and your room is just a few yards away if you get all foggy headed.”

Mirth just shimmering in her ice green eyes, Cieara clasped her hands together gleefully. “Did you see his face? He looked kind of ill there for a moment. Poor thing is now trying to figure out a way to make you forgive him!” She then leaned towards Kaely, snickering evilly. “Make him suffer, at least for tonight.”

“Nae, nae, I won't make him suffer. Tis bad enough already I think.” A quick nervous darting of her eyes towards Daniel, who was already on his way back and she shifted in her seat while speaking quietly. “I be sure he nae likes me, as I did call him a Piglet.” She then stopped very suddenly and looked up just as he offered the glass and felt her face go red right up to the roots of her hair, hoping he hadn't over heard that.

Daniel received the drinks in chilled glasses from the servant, and then quietly moved back toward where the two girls sat. At least most of the guest, were more toward the center of the room, making it easier for him to move with full hands. He had cradled his own mug in the crook of his arm and was able to hand the two girls their glasses with little trouble.
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PostPosted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 10:05 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Cieara took the glass from Daniel and giggled. “Thanks Danny. Did you have fun today?” Her quick thinking let her skim right over what Kaely had just said and rushed into changing the topic instead.

Kaely also took the glass, hoping she didn't end up spilling it all over herself, as she was sure her nerves were shaking, but thankfully it wasn't noticeable and quickly took a drink of the rich red wine. Utterly relieved that Cie hadn’t commented further and really embarrassed her.

Perhaps with the music playing, he had missed what she said also, and with one of the guest lending a toast Lucius and Fiona, she felt it might have been drowned out which was a good thing.

“Dad sent me into Torrence today, with letters to the mayor and Jagga. I was in the saddle most of the day.” Daniel responded to Cieara’s question while his eyes moved from one girl, to the other, then back from over the rim of his mug, while he took a sip of rich rum.

Kaelyn cheeks heated after only a few sips of wine while she listened to the pair talk and forced her self to remain still where she sat. It wasn’t to bad thus far, as he was acting very polite and pleasant, just as Cie had promised.

“Daddy sent you to do that huh? Wonder why? He doesn't usually have you play mail boy.” Cieara commented, then shrugged lightly then pointed over at their parents. “You see Mum's dress? Wow!”

A slightly amused look moved into Daniel’s ice green gaze. ”Dad's got something planned, that's all I can say.” His dark head turned and he looked up to the dais, and nodded with a low whistle. “She's looking hot tonight.” His gaze then returned to his sister with a slight smirk. “I figured you'd be in something similar tonight squirt.”

“I was going to, but Daddy wasn't in the best of moods earlier. Some slave got loose and tried to slice him up, so I wore something less likely to set him off.” Cieara then sent a wink over at Kaelyn before she tipped her head back and grinned at her brother.

Kaelyn spoke up for a moment, having something she could add to the current conversation now. “Was nae his fault, Myri said he was trying to keep the man guarding her from getting gutted and she cut him instead.” Falling silently once more, she lightly fanned her cheeks before taking another sip of wine. “This be very nice, Cieara.”

Daniel listened as Kaely told her short tale “Yeah, I heard about that. She's trussed up down in their playroom.” He then shook his head, almost sadly, at that. “Ah...no wonder the guards were acting strange this morning.”

Realizing that Kaelyn’s glass was nearly empty, Cie plucked it from the other girl’s hand with a wicked grin. “Since you like it, I will get you another one. Be right back.” Rising and head off that quickly and heading the table of drinks.

Glancing up for a moment, Kaelyn nodded politely to Daniel’s response, then watched Cieara’s departure with just a hint of anxiety. ”Aye. He seemed rather upset and sent the guard right into the wall. Then told them to lock the woman up down below. Myri didn't show me those rooms yet.” She was now rather glad her sister hadn’t felt she needed to see it.

Watching Cieara flit through the crowd, Daniel turned back toward Kaely with a quiet smile. “They have her in mom and dad's playroom. Likely tomorrow he'll tend to her, then put her in the kennels.” He seemed to think she would understand that and took another sip of his rum before looking about idly. He again spoke a moment later. “At least they are not having one of those formal dances tonight.” Nodding towards several couples circling the floor near the musicians.

Caught her by surprise and Kaelyn looked up at him fully for the first time since he had arrived and frowned a touch. "Ye don't like to dance Mi.. Daniel?”

Just then, Cieara flittered back towards the pair, and pushed a large glass of red wine into Kaely's hand. Then, with another one of those impish grins and she waved one small elegant hand. “Be back in a moment. Going to make my hello's to the Parents.” She then headed off without waiting another moment.

Daniel’s face wore a look of long held tolerance to his sister’s antics, but soon returned his attention to Kaelyn’s question. “It's not that. I can dance.” Glancing towards the couples again before looking back. “I don’t know these fancy court dances.” This said with a brief grimace of distaste.

She took another small sip of the refreshed wine, then caught that look on his face and shook her head. “Ye should learn those dances. They might come in handy for ye later. They are nae hard to learn either, simply need to remember how and where to step.”

“So I've been told.” Daniel quickly caught a passing servant and handed her his empty mug. “Aunt Myri keeps after me about that, but with my training, I don't have much time to learn the steps.”

“Meaning ye nae feel it be useful eh?” Kaelyn just crinkled her nose, thinking that such a feeling was typical of a man to believe that dancing had little use. “Considering ye station, ye should take a bit of time to learn for it will likely be expected of ye to use it when visiting other noble houses.”

Kaelyn was feeling a bit warm now, with her pale cheeks flushed and holding a faint dusty pink tone, but she simply took another sip of the wine, finding the flavor very pleasant and the feeling it created soothing and light.

“I didn't say it wasn't useful.” Daniel’s attention turned fully back to her now, arms folding before him as he settled back in an easy stance. “I have many duties both here and abroad that require my attention.” For a moment, Kaely own gaze was caught by a glinting light from the glow orbs danced over the iron bracelet on his left arm.

“Ah, but I saw ye look. It was one of distaste, which means ye nae care for the act. Do ye nae like having a lady that close?” Her question seemed to fit for the look he had, but she then peered at the bracelet on his arm again, as the lights had a dreamy star aura she found rather pretty.

She then found herself blinking for a moment, as a hand lifted to brush her heated cheek. ”Cie says ye like Poodle ladies, and I be thinking they would likely expect ye to at least know how to dance.”

Daniel snorted low snort at her comment. “No, it's not that at all.” He then glanced over toward the dais, to se what was keeping his sister. This turn of the conversation was a bit unsettling especially with someone he had just met, if the expression on his face was any indication. Kaely's next sentence however, brought his head jerking about in surprise. “She said I liked what?”

Kaely’s head also turned and her gaze followed his over to Cie, who was chatting quietly with her mother then back at him. “Poodle ladies. I take that to mean ye be liking those frilly, lacy, fancy sorts that put up a fuss if they,“ She paused a moment, trying to remember just what Cie had said and smiled when she was able to recall it nearly perfectly. “Break a nail. That be what she said, along with many other things.”

“Oh really?” Daniel’s eyes narrowed a tad as he looked back toward where Cie was, then back again at Kaelyn, appearing irritated. ‘ Well, just for the record, I do not like 'Poodles'. Nor do Frou-frous and damsels catch my fancy.”

Kaely’s bewildered indigo eyes rose up to peer at him curiously and her head tipped to the side for a moment, unsure she had understood that right. “Ye like boys then?” After all, he had said damsels and that to her meant woman, so she looked at him intrigued, having never met a gay man before.

Daniel took a calming breath then took drew him up slightly, and his hands came down to rest at his belt. There was a long tense pause before he continued. “No. I like girls just fine.”

“Oh, ye nae have to pretend with me Mil.. Daniel. I shall nae tell anyone about ye preference.” A vague little smile was given before she took another sip of her drink. “I understand that ye may not want that known. Ye did say damsels, and I be knowing what that means.”

Daniel’s blue-green eyes narrowed as he glared at her for a second. Then, he spoke with a stiff tight tone. “Please excuse me for the moment. I need to refresh my drink.” Next moment he was turning towards the wet bar, fuming silently.
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PostPosted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 1:34 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Kaelyn was totally confused, as she had been quite nice, but he was obviously angry again by the tautness of his movements as he headed back to the bar. Muttering to herself, while watching him she sighed. “Oh Goodness. I did it again I think.”

Fanning her heated cheeks with a pale hand, she glanced about for a moment, realizing that Cie wasn't with her parents, but couldn't seem to find her in the crowd.

Across the room, Daniel was muttering under a breath and obviously annoyed. “Calling me gay? Fethin..” Words then trailing off as he got another mug of rum. Taking a sip, before he turned back, he called on the training his Grandfather had given him to control his temper and calm him self down.

Once he had a handle on those emotions, he finally headed back towards the arrangement of chairs where Kaely still sat. He would have to confront his sister later about all that she had said, and hopefully he wouldn’t have to struggle not strangle her, as she apparently had already filled Kaelyn’s head with all sorts of unknown information about him directly.

Before he returned, Kaelyn was trying to decide if she wanted to flee now, for the need to get some fresh air was strong. However, as she lifted her eyes, she realized moments to late that he was already back, and still looking agitated. Hoping to ease some of the tension crackling in the air, she instantly spoke up. “I be sorry Milor.. Daniel if I misunderstood.”

Holding up a hand. “That's all right. But I want you to know right now I am not gay. I like women who are strong in spirit, and not looking to snare a husband through their baking prowess.”

“Baking?” Kaely gave him a baffled blink as if he had just turned into an alien right in front of her. “That be a silly way to snag a husband.”

“So I think also, but there are those in the realms who seem to think it's a perfectly natural way to attract a man.” He shrugged, and took a long sip of his rum, feeling the glow starting to flow through him, easing some of the tightness holding his body stiff.

Peering into her glass for a moment, she realized it was still half full and took a healthy drink from it, then couldn’t help but shake her golden-red head in disbelief. “Baking indeed. There be far better ways to catch and keep a husband, but I shall nae speak about that with ye.”

Daniel’s eyes narrowed for a moment, trying to decide if he had been insulted or not, but decided to leave it be for now. He scanned the crowd, trying to see if he could see Cie anywhere, then glanced back to the girl, saying nothing.

With a sudden urge to fill that heavy silence, she glanced up with the question just tumbling without thought from her lips. “So Daniel? Do ye often whip slaves?” She continued to peer at him somberly with the wide blue eyes reflecting her curiosity at his answer.

“No, I don't.” Half turning, he rubbed at the bracelet circling his wrist absently with an action more out of an unconscious habit as he responded. “I've never whipped one before.”

Now frowning in puzzlement, Kaely gave another light shake of her head that sent soft hair tumbling down over a shoulder. “Well why did ye threaten me with that if ye nae ever do it? That be an empty threat after all.”

She then watched as Cieara drifting for a moment into view, and was waved to, before the crowd swallowed up the girl once again.

Daniel caught that flash of green out of the corner of his eye, but before he could catch her Cie was gone. “I thought you were one of the slaves. A threat can be as powerful as the real thing. Especially if administered by the right person.” The last was said a bit softer, and he stopped rubbing the bracelet, instead his finger now traced over the etched metal.

“Well, apparently everyone here thinks ye are a a... Kitten. Nae a threat at all, and one can be sure ye servants also be aware of that.” It was only then she realized just how amusing the entire situation actually was and muffled a giggle with her delicate hand.

Daniel’s eyes just rolled with a faint tightening of his jaw as he thought. “Oh gods, A kitten? Almost as bad as being called a piglet” But instead, he eyed the laughing girl with those thoughts unsaid. “What's so amusing?” He asked her, after taking a sip of rum, needing it tonight.

“Is it stuffy in here?” Waving at the still air in front of her heated face and glanced around, then at him, her smile genuine. “That ye be all bluster and little bite.”

Daniel’s head shook slowly. Oh, he was certainly going to have a talk with Cie. “Kaelyn, can I give you a piece of advice? Some thing that really works well around here?”

“Oh, what kind of advice?” She asked, and then drained her glass down to the last drop.

“Don't believe everything you hear.” Daniel offered a brief nod, and a sardonic smile, before he held out a hand towards Kaely. “Now, you said it was stuffy. Would you care to get some air?”

“Oh, I already know that, but so far, what I have heard has been quite accurate.” She then quietly placed her glass to the side and took the offer of his hand, as she was feeling just a little light headed. “Aye, I do think some fresh air might clear me head a bit.”

Daniel settled her hand into his elbow and escorted her toward a side door that led toward the stairs and ultimately, up into the cold air of the moonlit garden.

The moment the crisp night air touched her headed cheeks; she sighed in relief and took a deep cleansing breath before a pleased smile curled on her lips. “It was stuffy after all. Ye nae need to stay Daniel, but I thank ye for the escort never the less.”

“Your welcome, Kaelyn. I'll leave you alone, if you wish.” Daniel replied then with a slight nod, he turned and moved back towards the door that lead below.

Watching him for a moment, she laughed to herself and moved off into the dark garden. Fining a place to sit and get her thoughts together. This place was certainly unusual and would take some getting used to.

One thing was certain she would have to be careful not to get pulled into the siblings little snipping contest. That was a rather obvious game with them. Yet, even still, they did care about each other. Under all Cieara’s comments, she caught a note of concern. As for Daniel, he had an unusual tolerance to his sister’s incessant teasing that few others could have maintained.



Kaelyn relaxed, letting the peace of the quiet scented garden wash over her and felt the cool air clear some of the fog from her head, then glanced over upon hearing a sound near the door and smiled, seeing Cieara stepping outside.

“Hey Kaelyn.” Stepping out into the green sanctuary, she peered around for a moment, and then Cie glanced at Kaely with a lift of an auburn brow. ”Where's Danny?”

“Back at the party Cie.” Kaelyn’s own head tilted some as she watched the expressions dance over the other girl's face.

Cieara snorted faintly then growled softly. “He brought you up here, then just left?”
At Kaelyn’s nod, her head gave a curl-bouncing shake. Then she started to laugh. “What did I tell ya huh? Dull. Well, come on then, let’s go back and be social.”

“Oh he is nae dull Cie, just nae likes, “ Kaelyn swallowed quickly and smiled. “Me.” Rising with a soft rustling of deep blue silks, Kaelyn walked over to see with a smooth drifting of skirts.

“He doesn't even know you, so you can't know that. He's just.... Slow. That's what it is.” She then took Kaely’s hand and was off again, pulling her once more back inside and towards the full hall of partygoers.

Kaelyn was pleased with herself. She hadn’t blurted out anything she shouldn’t about Daniel's dislike of Damsels, for that was what she had been about to say and just smiled, pleased she kept that secret.
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PostPosted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 1:46 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Cieara, in a full rush back towards the chaos of festivalgoers, she plowed right into another young woman standing in the doorway and came to a very abrupt stop.

The young lady uttered a small “Eep!” as the collision causing her to stumble a few steps forward. Turning, she spoke instantly. “Excuse me! I didn't mean to block the way.”

Catching her balance easily, even after the sudden and short stop, Kaelyn glanced around Cie at the other woman curiously. Sure it really had been Cieara’s fault, for she seemed to be one that didn’t look before she leaped. “I nae think ye did Miss. Cie here just be in a blind rush be all.”

“Totally my fault, had something on my mind. Sorry I didn't see you before nearly running you over.” Cie responded with an instant smile and twinkle from her bright green eyes.

The words brought a bit of a smile to the other girl’s face, as she stepped back over to make sure Cieara was all right. “No, no, totally my fault.” She then glanced around the place. “I was lost in a moment of awe for I wasn't prepared for all this.”

“This? Oh this isn't anything. Wait until Tomorrow night. Will be even more people around, but mostly out in the yard.” Grinning, Cieara reached out and grabbed the other woman’s hand and shook it. “I'm Cieara DeAuster and this is Kaelyn Vas something or other but soon to be DeAuster too.”

Kaelyn eyes widened at that little bit of news and her jaw just dropped. Such things were beyond her, and she didn’t understand how one could just be given a name without marriage of some formal document. “Um . . . Huh!?”

Returning the handshake with a gentle squeeze the young woman introduced herself. “Delana Sinclaire.” It seemed to take a moment for Cieara’s name registered and she then dropped into a small curtsey. “I beg your pardon, Miladies. I didn't recognize you.”

“Oh, I'll explain in a minute Kaely.” Her own ice green eyes just sparkled merrily as she watched the curtsey. “Delana, you don't have to do that bobbing thing with me, save it for my parents.”

Delana straightened instantly and smiled, her thoughts unknown to Kaelyn as she looked on, feeling just a touch awkward herself. “A pleasure meeting you both.”

Kaelyn was still mentally floundering about that name business but for now, she could only look at the other girl and hope some explanation came soon because she hardly could demand it right that minute.

Cieara leaned a bit, she peering intently at Delana then grinned impishly. “Your that new girl with one of the Warband, just can't remember which one it was that I heard about. You like it?”

Glancing around again, still marveling at the sights, Cie's words brought Delana’s attention back fully to the two girls. “I'm with Terrak's band. And it's alright, once I convinced the others my bedroll wasn't theirs.”

After refreshing his drink, and being sucked into a short conversation with one of the partygoers, a general of one of the Warband, Daniel finally made it over to where his parents sat, to talk with them for a few minutes. Then, after giving Fiona a last hug and exchanged a clasping of hands with his Father, he stepped down from the dais, allowing others access and made his way back to the buffet table where it was less crushed. It was there he caught sight of his sister with Kaelyn in tow standing at the doors. As he still wanted to have a quick chat with his sister, he started that way.

Laughing, Cieara bobbed her head. “Oh! Take a hand or so, they back off really fast then.” Offering another impish grin then she was moving, dragging both along towards the drink table. “I was going to find a man for Kaelyn here, want one to? For dancing I mean.” Adding the last only when she caught sight of the shocked look on Kaely’s face.
Delana stumbled once to keep up with Cie, and sent a quick look over Kaelyn's way. The look almost asking 'is she always like this?'

Kaelyn quite nearly took up another glass of wine, thinking it might help her mood, but instead reached for simple juice, then nodded towards Delana, having read the look and from what she knew, this was a muted form of the young lady.

“Ladies.” Daniel said as he came up behind them, having changed course as they veered toward the drink table. He didn't know the third girl, and took a quick second to examine her as he stopped beside Cie.

Taking up her own glass of wine, was in the middle of pointing out potential dance partners when Daniel came up behind them and Cieara glanced over her shoulder at him.

”Wine, please.” Delana said to the waitress that was taking their order. She was going to enjoy herself tonight. The male voice brought her eyes over toward Daniel.

“Delana, that's my brother Daniel. Danny, this is Delana Sinclaire.” Cieara quickly made the introductions, having noticed his interest in the young lady.

“Nice to meet you, Delana.” Holding out a hand toward her, Daniel guessed she was one of father's soldiers, but tonight, they were out of uniform.

“Oh Kaely what about that one?” Cieara asked, pointing towards a tall figure standing with several others across the room.

Kaelyn just mumbled into her glass, she glanced up and winced, as he took a few steps and nearly stumbled over his own feet. “I nae wish to dance just now Cieara.”

Delana nodded slightly to him, a hand taking his for a quick squeeze before letting go. “And you, milord.”

“Please, just Daniel. Our dad's the Lord around here. Aunt Myri outdid herself with the party tonight.” He said as he released Delana's hand, and looked about the room. He glanced back over again while listening to his sister.

”As she always does.” Cieara replied, while her gaze moved from Delana and back to her brother with a touch of speculation. “Um.”

Having apparently caught Cieara’s calculating gaze, Delana quickly held out a hand. “Um, Cie? How about Kaelyn and Daniel take a turn on the floor? He's not dropping drunk.” She also held up her nearly full glass, as if it might ward off the matchmaking she could sense radiating off the other girl.

Taking small measured sips of her refreshing juice, Kaelyn also gazed at the colorful array of people then glanced over at Delana, with a warm smile curling on her peach tinted lips. “Oh, he nae dances Miss.”

” No, no, it's just Delana.”

“Oh, Aye. Delana.” Kaelyn instantly corrected while faint color touched her cheeks and she smiled sheepishly.

Delana grinned brightly back to Kaelyn, showing her no harm, no report.

Snorting faintly, Cie just rolled her eyes. “Doesn't dance... In any shape or form at this rate.” She then took a breath, then shook it off and smiled at them all. “Oh never mind that, it's utterly useless anyway.” She then glanced at her oblivious brother and smirked.

Daniel had caught the exchange, and turned towards his sister with a brief dark glower on his face and directed right at Cie. “As a matter of fact, I'd love to dance. That is, “ Placing his mug of rum down on the tabletop. “If Kaelyn is willing.”

Her attention had drifted off, and Kaelyn caught snatches of conversation and of plans for more invasions. It was apparent the most here had war on their minds, so when Daniel spoke her name, she blinked upwards at him confused. “Willing to what?”

”To dance.” He said, and then nodded to the side, toward the dance floor. The line there was breaking, and a waltz was starting up with the musicians changing tempo smoothly.

“Um, I guess so, I just hope ye nae stomp on my toes.” Kaelyn was finding this just a tad bit odd, for he had said earlier he didn't dance, but she could hardly be rude and say no, just hoped her feet survived the effort now.

“I'll do my best not to trod on your toes.” Daniel then extended a gloved hand towards her. “Shall we?”

Placing her glass down gently, Kaelyn eyed the hand for a moment, and then lightly slipped her fingers into the soft-tooled leather of his glove.

Watching this, Cieara tipped her head with one auburn brow lifting, then chuckled faintly. “Um. What is he up to now?”

Allowing her fingers to rest unmolested on his, Daniel led her out to the floor. His other hand found her waist, and began to lead her into a gentle waltz.

Stepping smoothly into the dance, Kaely let him lead just making sure her feet didn't get anywhere near his, just in case, as slippers were no protection from the hard boots, and having seen quite of bit of those earlier, she knew his would be painful.

Cieara leaned in a conspiratorial fashion towards Delana, grinning evilly. “My brother is a tad bit slow, but I am trying to help him out. Just hard when he's soooo Oblivious.”

”Slow?” Delana echoed, as she moved closer to Cie, taking a sip of the rather potent wine. “You mean like retarded slow?”

“Well, not quite "That" slow, but he's got no fineness, no charisma and he's a total dud with woman.” Cieara sighed with her head leaning to the side. “Uptight and stuffy and for this family, that's "slow".”

Delana giggled, hiding the action in and upraised hand. “He's not that bad looking.” She then pointed at the two dancers amidst the others. “You’re telling me he doesn't see anyone?”

“Not that I know of. Doesn't seem interested and only attracts Poodle woman. He's a sad case. If you would see my Father or Uncle, you would likely understand what I mean.” Cie replied with another impish grin dancing over her expressive features.

Delana’s face scrunched up in a slight grimace. “Oh Yuck! First time I heard the trollers called that, but yuck!” Shaking off that idea, she glanced at Cieara for a moment. “Is your is your dad here?”

“Yes he is, right over there with my mum.” Cieara towards the couple surrounded by many other people up on a throne like riser. “Want to meet them Delana?”

“ If you do, we should go now, as I don't think they will be here much longer.” Cieara’s ice green eyes glittered as she watched her parents for a moment.

“Um, I wouldn't want to. . .” Delana swallowed her drink, then set the glass down, having made up her mind. “ Ok, why not!” For she realized that might not have the chance again, and wanted to make the night memorable.

“Well then.” Cieara said as she put down her glass of wine and reached for Delana's arm instantly. “Lets go before it's to late. Daddy's got that look in his eye and Mum's are starting to gleam dangerously.”

“What look is that?” Delana questioned, while she kept pace with Cie this time, allowing herself to be escorted over toward the throne. “I mean I don't want to disturb them or anything.”

“You really don't want me to explain that. Trust me." Cieara giggled, then pushed her way past a few standing near the Dais and waved to her Parents. “Mum Daddy, I want ye to meet Delana Sinclaire, she be one of the new members of the Warband.”

Delana had an idea; after all, they were married. As she was brought up she did dip into a respectful curtsey. “Milord, milady.” Silently gaping at them both from the aura each projected so strongly.

Cieara watched while chuckling quietly as her father moved his hand from her mother's leg and both smiled at Delana politely.

The lady spoke, in a soft mellow tone. “ Tis nice to meet ye Delana.” Then offered a light dip of her dark head in acknowledgement.

Glancing at down to the two girls, he sent a warm smile to Cie, then a nod to the other young woman with her. “Well met, Delana.” Sharp perceptive eyes took in her garments. “You're that girl Terrak told me about.”

Glancing back towards the dancing, Cieara snickered quietly to herself before returning her gaze to her parents and Delana.

Delana was also struggling not to gape at the dress Fiona wore, knowing she never could pull that off herself. “Um, yes sir. I am. I'm a scout for his Warband.”

Lucius gave a brief nod. “ Ah, yes. Well, I hope you are good at it, as Terrak will be leading the vanguard south in early spring.”

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PostPosted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 9:07 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Across the room, Daniel was being quite careful about their feet, Aware of Kaelyn’s concern, looking down often to make doubly sure he wasn’t to near to stomping her slippers. “Look, Kaelyn, I want to apologize. We've gotten off on somewhat of a bad start.”

Kaely pulled her eyes away from the trained gaze past his shoulder and looked at him curiously for a moment before an easy smile curled on her soft lips. “That be alright. I understand why. I spoke without thinking and ye felt insulted.”

”I was surprised.” Daniel commented while he swept her around once, and then continued their slow circuit of the dance floor. “I acted before thinking, as my mom pointed out earlier.”

Kaelyn gave his hand a very light squeeze though the heavy glove and smiled again gently. “ Tis fine now. Ye have apologized and I nae think ye need to do it again. We shall simply forget that even happened. Aye?”

Daniel’s answer to her suggestion was to offer a genuine smile. “Agreed.”

The music slowed a bit, moving into another soft melodic song, and he slowed faintly, watching to see if she wanted to move back off the floor. She of course was enjoying the warm tune and the simple movements of the dance. A curious light played over Kaelyn's face as she peered at the young man. “Why did ye say ye couldn’t dance when ye have yet stomped on my toes?"

A light chuckle tugged a half-smile to his face. “I don’t know those big fancy dances. But this, I can do.” While still making sure he didn’t slam his feet atop her smaller ones.

“If ye like, I can teach ye enough to muddle through one of those fancy balls. Of course Myri is usually a better teacher with it.” Kaelyn offered, while her movements were light and graceful, following the slow easy steps and lifting a friendly smile towards him.

“She taught me this, but I never learned much more.” Daniel didn't add that at the time he had a massive crush on Myri. “She taught all of the dancers.” His head nodded to where the kajira were dancing also, some alone, others with the unattached men.

Kaelyn’s face colored a bit as she also looked over at the dancing woman, then nodded with a humorous shimmer in her indigo eyes. “Aye, she taught me to dance as well, as our mother taught her. She is very good at it.”

“Aye, that she is.” He smiled, while swaying her slow to the music. “She raised both Cie and myself, and I was glad she decided to stay.”

”Aye, she is happier here, and likely felt much safer.” She was finally started to relax, as her toes were yet crushed and grinned mischievously. “The way she speaks of ye, she made me think ye was still just a little boy. So I nae knew who ye were earlier.”

Daniel laughed low at that. “Dad freed her soon after I was born, so she could raise me and then Cie later.” Still chuckling quietly. “Is that's why you called me a piglet, eh? And not the whole pig?”

Fighting back another blush, she nodded lightly. “Well, Aye. Ye room was most disorganized and as Myri says the slaves can nae even touch ye weapons, it means she has to clean it up.” There was a light-teasing note in her words along with a gentle chastisement.

“She does that so no one gets hurt, as Myri knows her way around weapons.” It was at that moment that the music died away along with the lull of multiple chattering and brought his head up with eyes moving towards the Dais where his father now stood. Daniel then knew something was up.
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PostPosted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 9:12 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

“Speaking of the spring march.... “ Lucius said with a pat of Fio's hand, he rose to his feet. “Everyone's attention for a moment.”

Cieara grin grew a bit, as that was what nearly everyone in the room was waiting to hear. Since most were unsure the campaign had ended and now would spread the word it was continuing. In her quick circuit of the room and those in attendance, she was quite aware of just what was on everyone’s mind.

Kaelyn’s head turned as she caught the commanding note raised from the Dais and slowed to a stop in the dancing to listen with a light tip of her head.

Delana glanced back to Cie, and then stepped down to her side as her father rose, leaning towards her with a very soft whisper. “Gods, he is tall!” Her head tipping back as Cie peered expectantly at her father, then she grinned merrily, finding the look on Delana's face vastly amusing.

Stepping forward as the noise died, his voice rose once more, booming about the hall. “Last fall, the 'Lord' Urevan insulted my wife in a public forum. For that, we have taken half his lands.” His hand rose, clenching into a fist.” And in the spring, we will take the other half, calling it our own!” The forceful words rang out in the halls, drawing a ragged cheer from his warriors, and a slow gathering of applause from the others that built to a crescendo.

Lucius finished his speech with little fanfare. “ Everyone, enjoy tonight and the week, for we march with the thaws!” Once concluded, he sat back down beside Fio with a chilling smile, appearing to be looking forward to the destruction of Urevan.
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PostPosted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 9:17 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Kaelyn glanced curiously up at Daniel with a curious tilt. “I take it, all here wish for this war to continue aye?”

Having listened to his father, he released Kaelyn's hands go to clap also. Then leaned closer at her query to speak into her ear so she could hear him over the noise filling the large gathering room. “Many here will get land-grants when all is said and done, so they see it as a chance to make money. My dad, well, he's doing this for mom.”

“Ahh!” A dawning light of understanding moved over Kaely’s face and she smiled in approval. “Tis only right he defend his Lady's honor.”

“He loves mom very much. And has been known to destroy people before for insulting her.” He then gave a slow smile, glancing down at Kaelyn. “Though, she can handle herself quite well on her own.”

“Oh, Aye, that be obvious and Myri said she was very skilled in her own right, but still, tis’ a man's job to defend his lady.” Kaely’s pale peach lips bloomed into an amused smile. “I met another noble who seems to hold great respect for ye father on my trip here. Felt he was doing the right thing as well.”

“Oh?” Daniel’s voice held a touch of surprise, as most around the mountains feared the Lord of Gharnholme, given the dark reputation of the place. “Must be something Dad's keeping under his hat for now.” A glance over as the band resumed with the striking up of a lively march. “Do you want to continue dancing? Or perhaps get another drink instead?”

“I be parched actually, but I did enjoy the dance Daniel. Ye nae be bad on the feet either.” Kaelyn gazed up at him then sighed silently, thinking it was a pity he didn't like damsels, but he seemed nice enough anyway.

Holding out a hand to her, Daniel smiled. “Alright, sounds like a plan to me!”

Taking the offered hand without a second thought and a light airy laugh fell from Kaely’s lips. “Ah, ye be in need of a drink too eh?”

Daniel closed about hers as they walked toward the tables. “Yeah, a bit thirsty. Dancing seems to make me that way.” He chuckled as they arrived. “Were you drinking wine earlier?”

Arriving back at the table, Kaelyn looked for a glass and realized it was already picked up and gave a shake of her head as her eyes lifted to meet Daniel's. “Nae, that last glass wasn’t wine, but fruit juice. Nae thought I should let my senses get so addled, even if I am near my own bed now.”
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PostPosted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 2:55 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote


Edging closer to Cieara, Delana still gazed at the couple above. “I see what your mom sees in him.” She whispered to Cie from her spot beside the girl.

“Oh yeah, My Daddy's something isn't he?” Cieara grinned then waved to her parents, before spinning about to peer at Delana. “Now, do you see what I mean though about Danny? “

Delana glanced back, barely making out his hair through the crowd. “Who knows? Maybe he's just,” She trailed off for a moment into a fit of giggles, remembering Cie’s earlier words. ”Slow.”

“That be exactly it. Late bloomer perhaps, but he's behind.” Her head turned to gaze at her brother and she gave it a light shake. “Something has to be done.”

“So, I take it you have a plan?” Delana’s gaze was then drawn to the Lord and lady, who had risen, and appeared to be ready to leave. She chuckled low as she looked back to Cie, who was quite infectious with her friendly attitude.

“We are part demon you know. I just think in Danny, that side of him got really lost somehow.” Cieara was gazing at her brother now as if he was a puzzle she was trying to figure out.”

”Part demon? You mean?” The statement had Delana blinking quite rapidly, and then she pointed to the floor. “Like that type demon?”

Still watching her brother intently, Cieara shook her head slowly. “No plan really, I just keep throwing available woman at him, and he doesn't even notice. He's like really "nice" it's scary.” Laughing for a moment, then grinned at the motions of her hand. “Succubus type for the ladies, Incubus for the men type Demons.”

“ Whoa, thats...I mean.” Getting a bit tongue-tied for a second, Delana tried again. “I mean, I've heard about demons, but I've never seen one.” Then a bit of color crept in to her cheeks, as she knew she just sounded lame. “Um, perhaps we can figure out for your brother.” With her tone dropping into a furtive manner, Delana’s eyes twinkled with mirth.

Cieara’s own voice dropped some with a giggle. “I was hoping he would like Kaely there, because he used to have a massive crush on her sister, but they got off to a really bad start. The lout messed up big time.” Her eyes then turned to peer intently at Delana. “What about you? You did say he wasn't bad looking.”

“Yeah, I did. Didn't mean I wanted to screw him immediately.” She then giggled pointing toward the drink table. “Looks like they're done dancing for now.”

Daniel motioned for the servant. “A juice, and a ale for me.” Then, while the servant set the glasses to pour drinks, he looked to Kaelyn, while leaning against the edge of the serving table. “I hope you like it here. It's not bad...usually.”

“I think I shall like it, once I become accustom to the way things are. Myri said she did, so I shall also. Thus far, it is nae like home for it be far more exciting.” She then took the glass and sipped, then smiled, feeling her dry throat return to normal. ”Thank ye.”

”You're quite welcome.” He then took up his own glass and raised it in a toast. “Here's to a new homecoming.”

Following his lead, she lifted her glass with a twinkling smile and nodded to Daniel. “Aye. I am happy to be here.”

Touching her glass with his with the crystal chime at the touch, Daniel then took a sip of the cool ale. “ Good. Oh, one thing.” He leaned forward a bit, as if about to tell her a great secret. “Watch out for Corbane.”

“Corbane?” Kaely’s own red head tipping back as he leaned in and tilted slightly. “Is this Corbane dangerous?”

Instantly Cieara’s eyes moved over towards the pair and narrowed a touch. Then, one pale finger lightly tapped her lips a moment later as she spoke quietly. “True enough. Now, if he bolts for it, it went badly. Then again, she might run, since he seemed to scare her earlier. Hard to know just yet." She then turned and peered intently at Delana. ”Why wouldn't ya want to screw him? He might not know much, but he isn't an Ogre.”

Keeping her voice low, Delana just chuckled at Cie. “Well, for one thing, I just met him, and I'm not going to hop in the sack until I have a drink with him at least. “ Words trailed off, quiet for the first time that night.

Grumbling now, Cie just sighed. “Oh well. Maybe I will just hire a woman for the night and give it to him for his birthday.”

Offering a gentle pat to Cie's arm, Delana leaned in close and commented quietly. “Cie, if he's a good guy, I think we can help him.”

Finishing it off with a rising of her own brow, before looking back toward the other two.
Busting out laughing Cie nodded as a delicate hand patted the other girl’s shoulder.

“Now, that's true enough. Your quite right about that anyway, but I don't think Danny even knows that much.”

“Then he'll have to be taught.” Delana responded with another giggle then took Cie's arm and started back over in that direction towards the other two.

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PostPosted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 3:30 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

“Corbane’s dad's seneschal. And, “ Daniel paused as if for dramatic effect, and leaned closer until their faces mere inches apart, and his voice dropped very low. “He's a specter.”

Instantly Kaelyn’s dark blue eyes widened and she gasped with fingers curling tighter about her glass. It took her a moment, but she managed to whisper back.” A specter? Ye mean he be a ghost?” This was something Myri hadn’t mentioned much about, at least she didn't remember seeing anything. So now, she could only stare wide-eyed at Daniel.

“Something similar. He's one my dad took command of many years ago. He's all right, pretty sullen most of the time, but you never know.” He hid the teasing light in his eyes while filling her in about the Keeps’s resident Specter.

Voice barely above a whisper, Kaely swallowed some, then brushed a hand against his sleeve. “What do I do should I come across this Corbane?” This was beyond her understanding. While she could heal amazingly well, she simply had no idea how one handled Specters.

“Don't touch him, and head on about your business.” Was his answer, that came with his hand patted her shoulder gently. “Don't worry, he usually stays up here, and doesn't wander the second level.”

“Oh Aye, I can manage that well enough” Knowing she would simply run away, which would in the end, be the same thing after all.

Daniel nodded, and then took another sip of his drink. A glance showed his parents had left for the night, and several groups were forming, discussing the spring war.

Catching sight of Daniel and Kaely, Cie sighed, as it wasn't looking to good with the girl's eyes going all wide, and that made her grumble in annoyance. “I hope he isn't scaring her again.”

“Looks like they're having fun to me.” Delana commented as she and Cie approached the table, where they were located.

“ I hope I am nae keeping ye from anything Daniel.” Kaely said, catching the way his gaze shifted and didn't want him to feel he had to remain with her out of any misplaced guilt. She then saw Cie and Delana heading their way and wondered about that calculating look Daniel's sister was wearing.

“ Hmm?” He pulled his gaze back towards her and gazed at her fully. “Oh, Sorry. Bad habit I picked up.” He then offered a reassuring smile.

Leaning towards him with her eyes still on the pair heading their way Kaely whispered quietly. “Ye best watch out, I think ye sister being trying to match make ye. Maybe ye should tell her what ye like and she will stop. “

Muffling the urge to groan, he glanced towards Cie and Delana, and then whispered back. “Gods, I doubt it. She has an unending drive to mess with me.” Still watching them as they approached. “I'd hate to see what trollops she'd dig up and throw my way then.”

Still in a hushed whisper, she took a sip of her drink, and then directed her words towards him. “Well, perhaps if ye told her ye didn't like ladies that way she will understand and stop throwing them at ye.” To Kaelyn, that seemed a very simple solution to his current problem, as one can't make another change by will, else her father wouldn't have been a gambler and a drunk after all.

Daniel eyes widened for a second, then he wore an expression as if he just wanted to groan, but didn’t. “Um, Kaelyn, I'm not gay. I like girls. Was even in love.” That last trailing off very quickly. “Um, I'll tell you about it sometime, but trust me, I'm not gay.”

Blinking at him for a moment, Kaelyn was starting to realize she had misunderstood, and even when he had said he wasn’t such, it just hadn’t sank in. “Ye did say earlier ye didn't like damsels Daniel. That be ladies aye?” Then his others words registered, having taken a moment to sink in and her eyes darkened with sudden sympathy.

“Oh ye were in love and it nae worked for ye? I be sorry to hear that. Tis hard I imagine.” The poor man, she thought. Love sick and it had obviously put him in a mood. Not to mention, his sister didn’t know about this, else she would have told everyone else that would listen.

“The 'damsels' around some of these towns I wouldn't want to touch.” Daniel shook his head in distaste, and paused, and then, a slow nod at her soft words of sympathy. “She was killed.” Those words coming as he took a half-turn for a second, and then back again, raising his glass for a long sip of ale.

Sensing and watching his sorrow, her eyes went sad dimming with empathy and she lightly patted his hand. “I be very sorry to hear that. I nae know what ye might believe, but tis' possible she still be with ye in spirit. Nae such a thing will help, but it might sooth.”

A wry quick grin tugged at the corner of Daniel’s mouth. “I’ll tell you about it sometime. And who knows?” He then shrugged once and continued for a moment. “Maybe it is. You never know.”

Kaelyn glanced at the pair now bearing down and she shot a look over at Daniel. “Ye sister nae knows, perhaps if she did about ye lost love, she will let ye be. Tis but a thought.” A warm smile that also reflected in her blue eyes was then turned his way. ”Nae ye worry, hearts be very resilient things. Ye will find another in time. Tis the way it works usually since ye be young.”

“We'll see. Anyway, since you brought it up again, the ladies I like have brains as well as beauty, like my mom and Cie, for example. But, I'd never tell HER that.” Daniel commented, and then straightened up, as the other two arrived.

“I don't want to get my hopes up. Danny's really nice and polite, so he could just be playing courteous since he scared her earlier.” Cie said, paying quite a bit of attention at the two heads so close.

Laughing low, Delana glanced at Cie curiously. “What did he do?” Thinking he looked like he'd be a terror on the battlefield, but what would he do to an obviously sweet girl like Kaelyn?

“Oh, caught her in his rooms and thought she was a slave and when she called him a piglet, he got all Masterly and swatted her ass. A fact she was quite unsettled about and the threat of a whipping.” Snickering quietly, she started to laugh a bit at the visual of that.

Delana blinked at that, stopping for a second to digest it, then laughed quietly again, holding up a hand to hide her wide smile.” Sounds like fun to me.” She then glanced toward the pair again, and fell into another fit of giggles.

Finally arriving near her brother and Kaelyn, she grinned over at Danny.” Bet your glad to hear the campaign will continue huh? Means you get to leave the old homestead for weeks at a time I wager.”

A smug twisting of his lips and he looked over at Cieara. “Actually, sister mine, I'll be closer to home than you will.” A nasty grin grew on his features then.

Kaely just ducked her head to her glass and took a sip and hide the sudden smile his words brought, as she didn't think there were many of his mother's ilk about, or that of his sister either, so he might have a rather long wait, which was rather sad, but expected, for he seemed to have rather high expectations.
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PostPosted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 6:41 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Delana held out a glass for Cie, she took a sip of her own wine, which she had ordered from one of the nearby servants.

“Huh? What do you mean by that? Daddy "always" Takes you along and leaves me here.” She didn’t even try to stop the petulant drift of her lips as she took up her glass of wine and took a sip.

“He's leaving me in charge of the new palisade, and plans on taking you south in spring.” Daniel had heard the plans this morning, and now he took a bit of pride in breaking the news to her, not the usual way it happened.

Cie’s ice green eyes widened with surprise at that news and she snickered. “You’re pulling my leg Danny. Not funny, not funny at all. Daddy is putting you in charge of something?”

“Yep, and you get to go and march in the mud and snow for a change.” Daniel then raised his glass up to take a sip, gazing at intently over the rim of his mug.
“You’re not fibbing?” Cie demanded, giving him a very dubious look, then figured she will just ask her father first thing in the morning about that, as she wasn’t trusting the look on her brother’s face.

“No, I'm not.” He then said as he set his glass down. “Think about it squirt. Why do you think mom's working with you now?”

“What do you know about mom working with me anyway? Well, I hope your right. Would make for a nice change of pace if I do get to go for once. Cieara quite nearly flounced, but managed to hold back, instead she took a deep drink of wine, hoping this wasn’t another one of her brother’s nasty teases.

“All I’m going to say sis,” He said while leaning over a bit. “Is if you have any shopping to get done, do it now.”

Eyeing her brother for a moment, Cie’s head tipped with a bounce of auburn curls.” Your serious!” Her ice green eyes growing wide and delighted. “Whoo! I get to go on a raid!” She suddenly grinned happily. “About damn time I say. I was always faster then you anyway Danny.”

Delana scooted over to Kaelyn, and leaned in close. “Well, how was it?”

Turning her head, Kaelyn smiled at Delana while brushing a few wandering strands of hair back over her shoulder, leaning in to answer her question with a matching whisper. “It was fine. He be very sweet.”

Glancing over at Daniel, Delana nodded, still whispering. “He looks good too.” She smiled knowingly at Kaelyn. “Lucky you gets to see him everyday too.”

This brought a startled look then Kaely chuckled quietly as her gaze took a slightly speculative light and moved from Delana to Daniel for a moment. This one could be more like his sister or his mother, as she was already a warrior. “Aye, but that nae means he likes me that way or I him. He be very nice of course but . . .” Her words faded with a light shrug of her shoulders.

“But what? Is he being too stuffy?” Her look saying that would be a Damn shame if that were the case. She glanced over at him again while taking a sip of her wine then almost sneezed as the tiny bubbles tickled her nose.

Leaning towards Delana, Kaelyn chuckled softly. “Nae, I don't think he be to stuffy, but I am nae his type. However, ye might be.” As she was far more like Cieara, if this short acquaintance was any indication, and she was one of the Warband, meaning she knew how to fight.

“Maybe, but he danced with you.” Delana gently nudged Kaely with her elbow. “Give him time girl, but don't wait too long.”

At the nudge Kaelyn just laughed quietly with a mild shaking of her head. She had little idea as to what Delana was meaning, but wasn’t about to show her ignorance.

Delana then moved away with a smile to Cieara. “Congrats.” She said while leaning in to clasp Cie's shoulder. “You'll be heading south too!”

“Looks that way!” Grinning broadly now, Cieara drained her wine right down, looking flushed and delighted with this turn of events. “This is gonna be fun.”

Glancing around, Delana drained her glass also, setting it on the table behind her.
Daniel shook his head slightly, as a slow smile crept onto his face and listened to the others talk for the moment. At least they weren't going on about dresses and clothes and such.

Kaelyn was at the moment, thinking it was a very good thing they had made their peace, as it appeared he would be at the keep for some time, thus any attempt at avoiding would have been rough. She was also very happy for Cieara, as apparently it was what the young woman had been wanting, as she was overjoyed with the idea.

“Well, once Kaely gets trained, she will likely be able to go on raids too.” Cieara commented, and then grinned at the other girl with a bright glint dancing in her eyes.

”Yep!” Delana then leaned in close, whispering to Cieara. “Terrak told me we're gonna be hitting the capital of Cisroe.”

“Ohhh.. City battle.” Cie grinned impishly. “That will be so cool.”

”You'll have to come over to his Warband one evening and visit!” Her thought apparent as it would be nice to be able to talk to another female, too much testosterone. ”Yeah. Maybe we'll be able to collect something from the store afterward.” She then glanced over at Kaelyn. “When you join us, we’ll be the Terrible Trio! It was obvious that the wine had gone right to her head.

Laughing, Cieara gave and enthusiastic nod of her head. “That would be fitting enough for me, as Danny there would say I was already terrible all on my own. We will simply have to drag Kaelyn there into things, as she doesn’t have that “Trouble” aura yet. But give us time. I think we can corrupt her eventually!”

“For now, I shall be helping Myri with the healing supplies. But I am also to be trained so ye Mother has said. Kaelyn she smiled, not at all sure she wanted to get into the thick of full battle just yet, or was she sure she wanted to be corrupted either.

Daniel wore a slightly ill expression, as if stuck with a sudden and horrible premonition. Not finding the idea of three of them at all appealing apparently.

“Cie, did you say earlier there's a bigger party tomorrow night?” And, just like that, Delana changed the subject.

“Oh Yes. A big feast will be held in the Arena. Lots of the locals will be in attendance for that one along with the games.” Cieara replied with another slightly tipsy smile.

”Games?” Delana’s eyes sparkled with sudden interest.” What kind of games are we talking about?”

“Battle games, sparring and archery.” Cieara said with another one of her habitual grins, and her eyes just danced impishly. “Sword play and many others.”

“Does that mean I don't have to dress up for that?” Delana asked, as a wry giggle tumbled from her, then she glanced toward the other two. She then nudged Cie with her elbow.

Cieara laughed. “Oh no dressing up if you plan to get dirty. I did get this really wicked new leather suit for it, very snug fitting but effective.” She then followed Delana’s gaze and grinned, seeing her brother talking quietly with the other girl.

”Maybe I’ll be able to show some of these nimrods a woman is just as good as a man with the bow.” Making it rather obvious that many had made a few comments made, and she was defensive on the subject.

“Ah, most think woman can't do much. Of course they all give me Mum a wide berth when she comes by. However, I plan to try the whipping contest. Been practicing and have gotten rather good with the weapon.” Cieara commented then took another drink from her glass and grinned.

”Oh that sounds wicked Cie. You said you had a new leather outfit? Where did you come by that?” Delana asked, having yet found a place to buy the items she wanted.

“Oh I got in the city a few days back. It's got these wicked looking metal buckles all up the front and holds me in really well and the leather pants give with any movement too.” One small hand waved about in her vivid description of the outfit she knew her father was going to hate. “It’s black of course, since I use those when I scout and such, or sneak up on my brother there.” She grinned wickedly then.

”I'm gonna look into getting something like that, when I have the money.” Delana then glanced once more over towards Daniel and grinned, seeing he was deep in conversation with Kaely. “Oh really?” Then shared that wicked smile with Cieara.
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