Madrigal Dinner

The Welsh Princess has arrived!

OOC: Princess(?) Sarah, a proud young women, her head is always held high. Her hair is the color of a raven, and her eyes are a cool green. She has been jilted by her husband, he left her with child and fled into the night with the damnable servant. She dresses like the royalty does and perfers soft pink, and blues.

IC: I arrive at the castle of the kind and queen, my eyes wide. Their is fury in me but I am still abit scared. I have never travelled this far by myself, and leaving my son behind. Oh my poor little Zach I think... I should have never left you.

I am in the castle, now being greeted by what seems to be the queen's sister, I take her hand, forgettting what I am suppossed to do, "I am pleased to meet you Lady Katherine of Dremlon. I believe you are harboring something that belongs to me. A certain prince perhaps. I don't think it would be wise to harbor such filth anymore!" I calm myself and smile at the Lady, withdrawing my hand as she does. She seems to consider what I say.

I look around at what is happening, my servants now mixed in with hers. I await her reply, as I stand there. I feel so alone right now.
 
Lady Katherine:

She was beautiful and carried herself like a princess too.
"I am pleased to meet you Lady Katherine of Dremlon. I believe you are harboring something that belongs to me. A certain prince perhaps. I don't think it would be wise to harbor such filth anymore!"

Who was she talking about?
"What Prince would that be? Our various Princes are all native born, with the exception of the Noble Prince Llyewd." But even as I spoke I knew. Knew that was who she was talking about. "Truly is it he?"
Waving my hand to my servants whom began helping and directing hers. Whatever the reason, and whomever she was seeking. She needed to rest, and have a place to stay.
"The rooms next to mine garrett. Shall be fitting for her." If this was Prince Llewyd she was after, I wanted to watch the fun.
 
Princess Sarah

I listened to the words "Noble Prince Llyewd," pass her lips. Hah! He should never be called noble!

I found the widowed lady to be quite beautiful in her own special way.

She offered me the rooms next to hers, and I gladly took them. I needed to rest from my journey here, which seemed to take years. But was only probally a couple of weeks.

I told the Lady Katherine that I would like to rest, she sent on of the servants with me to show me the room next to hers. My plan was to rest, then find that husband of mine. I hope this dosen't take too long. I want to get back to my little boy. And hopefully Lady Katherine will be able to aid me in my quest I have.

I did not look at my surroundings at the moment. One of my servants helped me out of my clothes and into a nightgown, then I prompltly fell into the bed and fell asleep instantly.
 
Lady Katherine:
After I settled her in, and made sure my servants knew to let me know every movement she made. I went in search of the Prince. Now, where would he be hiding?
 
Oh Heavens! Disaster!

My able and faithful servant, my right-hand man Amas, informed me that my own betrothed Sara had arrived, here, at this court!

Hardly believing his words, I followed him down to the second guest hall, and there, sure enough, stood four or five guard bondsmen, flying the Red Dragon of Cymru, her own -- our own -- native banners. And on their lances was a red ribbon each, symbol that they guarded the sole female heir of Wales' king.

She and I we had lovers been, passionate lovers, in our more innocent days, but that was then and this is now. When our love had been discovered, her father, King of Wales, had chased me from all those lands with a hangman's noose -- his only daughter, his lovely heir, to be dallying with an ordinary Welsh prince? He'd have none of it, he preferred to marry her off to the English, to win peace with them.

But we had such a love, an innocent teenage love. Yet it had nearly cost me my head, and I had to flee. And lo, so I ended up here, in this court. And had she followed?

I must investigate -- but clearly, not through the front door, past her guards. I returned to my room, on the level above, and out across the balcony. There, I worked my way down the ivy, over the cool stone face of the manor, until I found the guardrail of what I knew was her guest room. Her servants would leave her alone to sleep, I knew, sliding off the ivy and onto the decking.

I peered in: surely, it was her, the beauty unmistakeable even in this bad moonlight. I knocked once, twice, on the glass. She roused from her sleep.
 
Princess Sarah

While I slept I had dreams, of my prince and me when we were carefree. No one knew of us being together then. I dreamed of the time in the willow grove, and down by the river. All those haoppy times were flashed back to me in dreams.

Then my dreams turned to when my father chased my prince away. The days I spent crying. Those wasted days. Then the day I found out I was pregneat. Then the days seemed I was more alone.

But the worst part. Was when I gave birth. I felt like I was all alone in the world. And I was. My father left me alone, because I grew bitter towards him. I was not he bright and cheery teenager I used to be.

My dreams were stopped by knocking at the window. I rub my eyes slowly and try to gether my wits. I notice when I pull my hands away they are wet. 'I thought I have stopped all this crying!' I thought to myself.

I slowly get out of bed in my nightgown and look towards the window. My eyes go round with shock at who I see outside. It's my prince. I slowly move towards the window and open it. To let him come inside.

As he does I step back from him, my arms clasped around myself.
 
My eyes moisten on merely seeing her. And she doesn't know, she doesn't know, I tell myself. She doesn't know, she thinks I fled her.

"Sarah," I say, advancing a step, taking her hand in mine. "Sarah," I say, adopting the same voice of our youthful indescretions, kneeling by her bedside.

Gods knows what those priests and those lords around her father the king said about me. Well, I know that they said. That the Llwyds were but hill-bandits, Druid-friends, sidhe-worshippers all. Likely they'd turned her against me too. But if that were true, than why would she'd have followed me all the way to here? Did she believe the lies of her father's court? Would she shove a dagger in my breast? And I so wondered about our child.

"Gods bless you," I said, hands at my side, not touching to my sword or daggers, my arms open innocent and free. "Whatever they said about me, can you believe them?"

I knelt before her. "And is there a child," I said so softly. "I hear nothing here! Am I a father?" I nearly wept, held onto her, not the greeting she expected, but the only greeting I had to give just the same.

"Your father said if I ever stepped foot in Wales again I'd die," I whispered, pushing hair from her face. "Gods forgive me for a coward, but on those words I fled. What else could I do? Twenty good families and more of the peasant owed their allegiance to me. To stay would've been bloody, futile war, for them.

"But gods, I missed you so."
 
Katherine:
I was furious. Unable to find him. So finally returned to my rooms. Voices? Was she still awake? I leaned in, shameless in my nosieness. Yes, his voice. Was he forcing himself upon her. Enraged I was ready to break in. But, she was not screaming.
They had many things to discuss.
Well. That was fine. Waving over my trusted Felina.
"Guard this door. At the slightest sound of distress from her, start screaming your head off. No." Not wanting the rest of the palace to know what was happening.
"Come get me. I shall only be lightly sleeping. Though first I must go bid our dinner guests farewell. If she starts now, the guards are posted right down the hall go get them fast. They are to be trusted."
Now with her protected as best I could, I went back to the hall. Only a few left, and those to drunk to make it on their own.
Gathering the last of the servants I had them taken to their rooms.
Where the hell had the King and Queen disappeared too for so long. I would have words with my sister in the morning. Then back to my chambers myself. Dropping, at last, the heavy gown and all it's accroutements. Slipping into a loose green nightgown, that laced up the front. Pausing in the mirror. Turning this way and that. Alone. Alone again and again. Ever alone Kitty? Kitty.
My husband had called me that. Kitty. Tears started to form. Must I be alone forever?
Glancing down at my wedding band, still on my hand.
A deep breath and my strength returned. I might be widowed and abandoned. Alone in the sleepless nights. But I had my duty. And turned away from the pathetic sight in the mirror.
Embracing my duty as a lover, my only lover.
 
I sit down heavily on my bed. Where moments before I was dreaming of my prince. I can no speak yet. I wasn't ready to see him so soon. Too soon. My wounds were not cleaned and healed yet. My wounds that were bare open for the years he was gone.

He asks if I believe what everyone told her. Oh I can't even remeber what they told me. I take a deep breath and look around the room. Oh yes they said they were but hill-bandits, Druid-friends, sidhe-worshippers. I am not sure if I believed them when they first started saying it. But when he left. I did believe it.

When he asks if there was a child. I nod slowly, a personal smile on my lips. I say softly. "Aye. There is a boy. His name is Zachery. But we all call him Zach." I can not look at his face. I do not want to see his reaction.

I almost start to cry when he says that he has missed me so. All those lonely days. I missed him! There could have been ways to send word. I had loyal servants. But he tried nothing! Nothing at all! All by myself. Oh how I hated it.

I don't amswer him. I do not want him to know I missed him to.

"Explain why you left with the servant. And don't give me the excuse with my father. Because I would have went with you! Anywhere with you." I say this with as much pride and diginity as I have.
 
Queen Ana

I drank my name from his lips as his semen filled my body, the muscles tightened around his shaft, as if to drain the life from him. Warm waves of bliss rushed through my trembling body.. all that occupied my mind were the pleads I made to a God, never having felt so close and yet so far from a supernatural body as I did now..

As our waves ebbed away I rested my body on his, drifting on his chest, raising and dropping fast with his breath. I held mine, and became one with him.. my body sinking into his. The heartbeat I heard with my head lying on his chest, became mine.

Completely unaware of the concept of time and anything other than the state of pure bliss I was in, I must have dozed off to sleep…

(OOC: On holiday.. will be back after August 10th)
 
Thor

...after our mutual explosion, Ana dozed off. I watched her lovely form as she slept. Silently, I dressed, and headed down the corridor. There were events that I had to set in motion this night.
 
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Katherine:

But I could not sleep. A walk, in the gardens would soothe me. Tellign Felinna where I would be and checking on the guards, I slipped a thin robe over my nightgown and went down to the private gardens. Wandering the flowers, sniffing the fresh fragrance in the air. It passed through my mind that it was dark and private here, perfect for midnight rendevous. But, who with?
'SDtop it now Kitty. This minute." Sternly reprimanding myself. It was inevitable I ended up in the center, the fountain trickling away. Siotting on the edge, watching the moonlight reflected off the water. It was lovely. Closing my eyes and feeling the night sooth an relax me, as it had so many times.
 
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