Rocket1010
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Looking for a female writer to continue this story about a newspaper reporter who is assigned to write a story about the Archivald Castle which is the oldest in the county and has a history of ill repute but no one talks about it. It has served as a haven for high ranking public officials and businessmen and women.
If interested send me a pm and if you want to change the name given the reporter let me know.
A Castle's Secrets
Thomas Archivald stood in the observatory, looking out into the misty night. A single candle illuminated the room casting shadows dancing on the walls, It was getting late and he wondered what might be keeping the reporter being sent to write a story about the oldest Manor in the county.
Archivald Manor had been in the family for over a hundred years, being passed down from generation to generation. There were so many stories told about what happened behind these walls. The town folk liked good gossip and there was plenty to talk about over the years, some true and some false. There were stories of persons arriving and never seen again which was completely false. And then there were whispers about the Manor being a sexual haven for their guests.
Of course, the stories of sexual activities were all true but every patron was required to sign a document. The document outlined in great detail that whatever happens behind closed doors stays behind closed doors. And since their guests were well connected in business and government, they had a lot to lose personally and professionally. So far, no one had the nerve to speak publicly about what sexual activities they experienced and Thomas wanted to keep it that way.
He thought about the dinner he attended where he talked with the editor of a very prestigious magazine who was doing a story on all the old houses in the county. The editor was most interested in his Manor and he knew he shouldn't agree but after a few drinks, he found himself agreeing to allow a reporter do a story. The editor told him he was sending a young woman, Annebelle ..... he couldn't remember her last name. Thomas thought he could show the reporter around for a day or two and they would be gone and the Manor could go back to business as usual, entertaining guests who had different sexual tastes. Little did he know just in-depth the reporters curiousity would be.
He was watching for Annebelle, who was scheduled to arrive soon. He looked at the moonlight casting its light on the trees creating eerie shadows on ground and old steel gate. A vehicle stopped near the ivy covered wall and he looked on with interest to see who the editor had chosen. The woman was unrecognizable until she stepped from the shadows and Thomas saw a young woman, surveying the Manor. When her eyes cast upward to the observatory, he blew out the candle, darkening the room and making him invisible to their roaming eyes.
Thomas watched in darkness as the young woman walked toward the old ornate oak door. He had alerted Charles, his butler, of the reporter's arrival and was confident he was in the large foyer waiting for their guest. Thomas trusted Charles with many things needed to be done to run a Manor. The silver haired late 50ish gentleman had been with Thomas for twenty-five years, starting out as a grounds keeper and when Alexander, who had been his dad's butler passed, Charles was quick to learn the position and when Thomas' father passed, Charles was a friend and confident during those hard times. Charles, despite his age was still considered a ladies man who was sought out by some of the female guests for more than just conversation.
Since the Manor was very old, Thomas liked to keep the ambiance of past years when candles were used to light up the Manor. Now, candles were lit in the foyer and Charles, holding a candlestick, stood in the shadows of the library, a room off the main foyer. He watched the young woman enter and look around at the paintings and tapestries hanging on the wall. When she looked in his direction, he saw her eyes open wide and her mouth open as if surprised to see someone.
"Good evening Ms. Annebelle. My name is Charles and I'm Mr. Thomas Archivald's butler. Mr. Thomas asked that I greet you and tell you he is happy to be your host for a few days." Charles stopped for a moment, seeing she didn't have any luggage. "I'll have Peter fetch your bags while you meet Mr. Archivald in his study. This way please."
Charles walked ahead of Annebelle through the library into a main hall and then arrived at a thick oak door. In the office, a few candles were lit casting shadows on the walls until he flipped a switch and soft light illuminated the room. "Mr. Archivald likes a lot of candles so don't be surprised if you don't see many light fixtures turned on. Please have a seat," he said pointing to two leather chairs in front of the desk. "Mr Archivald will be with you directly."
Charles left Annebelle alone and met Thomas outside the door. He smiled and winked at his boss and watched as Thomas walked into his study, hearing him introduce himself.
"Hello Ms. Annebelle. It's nice to meet you and we hope your stay here is pleasant. You have to forgive me but I don't remember your last name."
If interested send me a pm and if you want to change the name given the reporter let me know.
A Castle's Secrets
Thomas Archivald stood in the observatory, looking out into the misty night. A single candle illuminated the room casting shadows dancing on the walls, It was getting late and he wondered what might be keeping the reporter being sent to write a story about the oldest Manor in the county.
Archivald Manor had been in the family for over a hundred years, being passed down from generation to generation. There were so many stories told about what happened behind these walls. The town folk liked good gossip and there was plenty to talk about over the years, some true and some false. There were stories of persons arriving and never seen again which was completely false. And then there were whispers about the Manor being a sexual haven for their guests.
Of course, the stories of sexual activities were all true but every patron was required to sign a document. The document outlined in great detail that whatever happens behind closed doors stays behind closed doors. And since their guests were well connected in business and government, they had a lot to lose personally and professionally. So far, no one had the nerve to speak publicly about what sexual activities they experienced and Thomas wanted to keep it that way.
He thought about the dinner he attended where he talked with the editor of a very prestigious magazine who was doing a story on all the old houses in the county. The editor was most interested in his Manor and he knew he shouldn't agree but after a few drinks, he found himself agreeing to allow a reporter do a story. The editor told him he was sending a young woman, Annebelle ..... he couldn't remember her last name. Thomas thought he could show the reporter around for a day or two and they would be gone and the Manor could go back to business as usual, entertaining guests who had different sexual tastes. Little did he know just in-depth the reporters curiousity would be.
He was watching for Annebelle, who was scheduled to arrive soon. He looked at the moonlight casting its light on the trees creating eerie shadows on ground and old steel gate. A vehicle stopped near the ivy covered wall and he looked on with interest to see who the editor had chosen. The woman was unrecognizable until she stepped from the shadows and Thomas saw a young woman, surveying the Manor. When her eyes cast upward to the observatory, he blew out the candle, darkening the room and making him invisible to their roaming eyes.
Thomas watched in darkness as the young woman walked toward the old ornate oak door. He had alerted Charles, his butler, of the reporter's arrival and was confident he was in the large foyer waiting for their guest. Thomas trusted Charles with many things needed to be done to run a Manor. The silver haired late 50ish gentleman had been with Thomas for twenty-five years, starting out as a grounds keeper and when Alexander, who had been his dad's butler passed, Charles was quick to learn the position and when Thomas' father passed, Charles was a friend and confident during those hard times. Charles, despite his age was still considered a ladies man who was sought out by some of the female guests for more than just conversation.
Since the Manor was very old, Thomas liked to keep the ambiance of past years when candles were used to light up the Manor. Now, candles were lit in the foyer and Charles, holding a candlestick, stood in the shadows of the library, a room off the main foyer. He watched the young woman enter and look around at the paintings and tapestries hanging on the wall. When she looked in his direction, he saw her eyes open wide and her mouth open as if surprised to see someone.
"Good evening Ms. Annebelle. My name is Charles and I'm Mr. Thomas Archivald's butler. Mr. Thomas asked that I greet you and tell you he is happy to be your host for a few days." Charles stopped for a moment, seeing she didn't have any luggage. "I'll have Peter fetch your bags while you meet Mr. Archivald in his study. This way please."
Charles walked ahead of Annebelle through the library into a main hall and then arrived at a thick oak door. In the office, a few candles were lit casting shadows on the walls until he flipped a switch and soft light illuminated the room. "Mr. Archivald likes a lot of candles so don't be surprised if you don't see many light fixtures turned on. Please have a seat," he said pointing to two leather chairs in front of the desk. "Mr Archivald will be with you directly."
Charles left Annebelle alone and met Thomas outside the door. He smiled and winked at his boss and watched as Thomas walked into his study, hearing him introduce himself.
"Hello Ms. Annebelle. It's nice to meet you and we hope your stay here is pleasant. You have to forgive me but I don't remember your last name."
