Human Nature
Book One: Need
Summary: Every being has a need. Those needs do not often clarify themselves, but more often than not they are there in the human subconscious. For the eldest daughter of Nigel Swann, brother of Governor Weatherby Swann, that need is insatiable. She is, by day, the sensible, kind hearted, delicate daughter of a nobleman. However, at night, in her dreams, her true passions alight. When a visit to the Caribbean gives her the chance to be everything she's ever wanted to be, can she take it?
Disclaimer: It's all Disney's.
Preface- Sense and Sensibility
Her face was alight with a brilliant red flush, the kind which paints a rose on a warm spring afternoon. Her lips were swollen, pressed feverishly against his. Her brilliant green eyes were closed against the idea that he might not be what she imagined him as. Her brilliant captor was doing things to her that she'd never imagined. Everything that she'd ever heard about, she was experiencing in her very core.
"Rosaline! Rosaline!"
"ROSALINE! WAKE UP!" her sister screamed.
Rosaline Swann forced her eyes to open, giving in to the fact that she would have no release this night. Her green eyes scanned the room quietly, and her senses returned to her cautiously. She could tell that she once again had no desire to control herself again. The fact that they were no longer in the house in Surrey made her wild desires all that more enticing. She had no rhyme nor reason to control herself in the Caribbean, and she was thinking about not doing so, at least at night.
"Adrienne, have you lost your mind? What have I told you about barging into my room like you live in it," Rose snapped.
"Father sent me in to wake you and see that you are ready in thirty minutes time. We'll be making port then," Adrienne said despondently, lowering her head.
"I'm sorry, Addy, I didn't mean to yell. I was just having a good dream is all," Rose replied quietly, knowing that all her sister was trying to do was impress her. Since their mother's death after the birth of their only brother, Adrienne was only concerned with what her older sister thought of her. She was all the time trying to justify her actions to the woman, trying to get Rose to see the brighter side of things. Rose only wished that she could tell her sister what really went on in the supposedly sensible mind of the eldest daughter of Count Nigel Swann.
Once two people know, it's no longer a secret, she repeated to herself. Quietly, she sat up and went to her small trunk, opening it to reveal her favorite red dress, which her father had requested her to wear their first day. Its dusty hue complemented her rosy cheeks and straight, burgundy hair nicely, and Governor Swann, her uncle, had brought it to her on his last visit to their home in Surrey.
Addy rushed to help her with the corset, sparing her the need to call in their hand maiden. Once the infernal torture device had been secured around her waist, shortening Rose's breaths to lady-like wisps, she stepped into the dress and allowed Addy to lace it up the back as well. She drew on her ladies boots and donned a red sun hat that covered her flush nicely before grabbing the beautiful red fan that her father had purchased for her in Japan.
"Are you ready as well, Adrienne?" Rose asked.
"Of course, sister. I had to get ready before you because I knew you'd take so long," Adrienne said with a smile.
Rose gave her sister a loving shove before they ascended out of the hold. She knew not what awaited her in Port Royal, but it smelled like adventure.