Disclaimer: "Aubrace" (Aubrey) and Ather are both © to Amelia Atwater-
Rhodes and are in no way mine. Robyn and Wrayen on the other hand are very
much so my creations and are not be used without permission.
The Man Who was Aubrace
France, 1603
The summer day was alit with the light of the golden sun that hovered in the cloudless blue sky above. Gentle warmth fell over the earth's surface and produced a relieving heat for morning's slowly receding chill. The streets of Orleans were already beginning to fill with life as people began to go about their daily business. Merchants opened their stands and shouted at passing potential customers, homeless children ran through the streets with their laughter echoing in all directions, and in the distance the shrill calls of sea gulls at the docks blended with the noise. The streets were filled with a variety of vibrant colors that dazzled the eyes. There were gems of all colors, set in gold necklaces and bracelets that shimmered under the sunlight; clothing made from the finest of silk, coming in a wide variety of different hues, and sewn with most detailed of designs.
Aubrace walked down the market place with slow and graceful steps, taking in all of his surroundings. Very rarely, did he venture into the streets of Orleans, rather, he spent most of his time roaming on his father's estate or when he did come into the city, it was on a brief ride in a carriage. Coinciding to himself, Aubrace decided that he would return more often on foot into town for their was so much beauty he had missed.
Disturbing his thoughts, a soft voice entered his ear and caught his attention, "Can I interest you in a piece of jewelry, sir?" He turned and his azure eyes fell upon a young woman standing behind a table of a variety of jewelry. She didn't seem too much older then eighteen, and there wasn't anything extraordinary about her features. Dark earth-brown tresses fell just below her shoulder blades and behind a few strands of hair were eyes of the same matching color. "I am sure a smart man such as yourself would know when he saw a good investment."
He smiled politely and asked, "What do you have to offer, my lady?" He glanced over the selection and to his slight surprise this merchant seemed to have acquired some valuable little items.
"Good question," she murmured quietly to herself and pulled out a box from atop of a shelf in the booth. Opening it, the young woman laid out three magnificent necklaces before him.
Aubrace picked up each of them in turn and then sat them back down with a nod. His eyes parted from those necklaces in front of him and took notice of a pin with a golden dragon wrapped around a ruby that caught the sunlight and held it with a flickering glow.
"Asian?" He inquired, moving it through his hands gently, while never taking his eyes off it. "Possibly, sir." She said and added, "I would not know."
Breaking his gaze away from it, Aubrace looked up at her with a grin, "Well my lady, what kind of merchant's daughter are you if you do not even know the origin of your own items?"
In turn, the young woman only gave him a dumb look and shrugged.
Taking out his silk pouch from his belt, Aubrace removed an ample amount of money to pay for the item and then some and sat it on the table. "I believe that should do it."
She stared at the money and then up at him with wide eyes. "More then enough, Sir," The young woman said with astonishment.
He smiled with amusement at her expression, "Very well." With a nod, Aubrace slowly walked off.
"Wait!" She called out. Running up behind him she placed an emerald leaf with a diamond on the tip strewn on a silver chain in his hand. "Take this too, will you please? I don't like being over compensated."
"Alright, alright." He said with a chuckle before continuing on his way.
Once Aubrace was out of sight, a young man came from behind the booth and stood behind the girl. His eyes were stern, set with a hidden determination.
"Did you give it to him, Robyn?" He asked the young woman, his tone calm and steady.
She nodded, her eyes following the passing people. "He took it. But what do we do now, Wrayen? He is going-"
"There is not much more we can do. You know the rules as well as I. But we will do what we can and if that is only pray for his soul then that is what shall be done," Wrayen said with an unemotional expression.
"May the Lady protect that boy," whispered Robyn.
Author's Note: Well there is the first part, everyone! I plan on continuing this one so check back soon. Please forgive me though, I will admit I have very limited knowledge on France and was only going with what I felt would be right. Secondly, apologies if you feel that I botched Aubrey's appearance as a human. (Its hard for me to work with other people's characters sometimes.) But I figure I ain't going to be able to please everyone but I do hope some people enjoyed it. ( Please tell me what you thought of it though: comments are always welcome!
Oh and if anyone would like to read a story with more of Wrayen in it, read my story, "Soren." Its more fun then a bowl of monkeys! Zwhahahaha.
The Man Who was Aubrace
France, 1603
The summer day was alit with the light of the golden sun that hovered in the cloudless blue sky above. Gentle warmth fell over the earth's surface and produced a relieving heat for morning's slowly receding chill. The streets of Orleans were already beginning to fill with life as people began to go about their daily business. Merchants opened their stands and shouted at passing potential customers, homeless children ran through the streets with their laughter echoing in all directions, and in the distance the shrill calls of sea gulls at the docks blended with the noise. The streets were filled with a variety of vibrant colors that dazzled the eyes. There were gems of all colors, set in gold necklaces and bracelets that shimmered under the sunlight; clothing made from the finest of silk, coming in a wide variety of different hues, and sewn with most detailed of designs.
Aubrace walked down the market place with slow and graceful steps, taking in all of his surroundings. Very rarely, did he venture into the streets of Orleans, rather, he spent most of his time roaming on his father's estate or when he did come into the city, it was on a brief ride in a carriage. Coinciding to himself, Aubrace decided that he would return more often on foot into town for their was so much beauty he had missed.
Disturbing his thoughts, a soft voice entered his ear and caught his attention, "Can I interest you in a piece of jewelry, sir?" He turned and his azure eyes fell upon a young woman standing behind a table of a variety of jewelry. She didn't seem too much older then eighteen, and there wasn't anything extraordinary about her features. Dark earth-brown tresses fell just below her shoulder blades and behind a few strands of hair were eyes of the same matching color. "I am sure a smart man such as yourself would know when he saw a good investment."
He smiled politely and asked, "What do you have to offer, my lady?" He glanced over the selection and to his slight surprise this merchant seemed to have acquired some valuable little items.
"Good question," she murmured quietly to herself and pulled out a box from atop of a shelf in the booth. Opening it, the young woman laid out three magnificent necklaces before him.
Aubrace picked up each of them in turn and then sat them back down with a nod. His eyes parted from those necklaces in front of him and took notice of a pin with a golden dragon wrapped around a ruby that caught the sunlight and held it with a flickering glow.
"Asian?" He inquired, moving it through his hands gently, while never taking his eyes off it. "Possibly, sir." She said and added, "I would not know."
Breaking his gaze away from it, Aubrace looked up at her with a grin, "Well my lady, what kind of merchant's daughter are you if you do not even know the origin of your own items?"
In turn, the young woman only gave him a dumb look and shrugged.
Taking out his silk pouch from his belt, Aubrace removed an ample amount of money to pay for the item and then some and sat it on the table. "I believe that should do it."
She stared at the money and then up at him with wide eyes. "More then enough, Sir," The young woman said with astonishment.
He smiled with amusement at her expression, "Very well." With a nod, Aubrace slowly walked off.
"Wait!" She called out. Running up behind him she placed an emerald leaf with a diamond on the tip strewn on a silver chain in his hand. "Take this too, will you please? I don't like being over compensated."
"Alright, alright." He said with a chuckle before continuing on his way.
Once Aubrace was out of sight, a young man came from behind the booth and stood behind the girl. His eyes were stern, set with a hidden determination.
"Did you give it to him, Robyn?" He asked the young woman, his tone calm and steady.
She nodded, her eyes following the passing people. "He took it. But what do we do now, Wrayen? He is going-"
"There is not much more we can do. You know the rules as well as I. But we will do what we can and if that is only pray for his soul then that is what shall be done," Wrayen said with an unemotional expression.
"May the Lady protect that boy," whispered Robyn.
Author's Note: Well there is the first part, everyone! I plan on continuing this one so check back soon. Please forgive me though, I will admit I have very limited knowledge on France and was only going with what I felt would be right. Secondly, apologies if you feel that I botched Aubrey's appearance as a human. (Its hard for me to work with other people's characters sometimes.) But I figure I ain't going to be able to please everyone but I do hope some people enjoyed it. ( Please tell me what you thought of it though: comments are always welcome!
Oh and if anyone would like to read a story with more of Wrayen in it, read my story, "Soren." Its more fun then a bowl of monkeys! Zwhahahaha.