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Under your spell, Chapter 1: Decision
"Lady Blair, this is a foolish decision," Daniel said as he tried to reason with his mistress. Lady Blair Waldorf was the youngest member of the royal Waldorf descendants and royal bloodline.
"I wish to fight in the tournament tomorrow," Blair said as she looked for her shield and sword.
"Lady Blair, your father will be furious if he is informed," Daniel said as he looked at Blair.
"Dan, I am your mistress, you answer to me," Blair told him as she dragged the sword out of its sheath.
"My Lady, I serve only you, but your father is a powerful man," Dan argued, His respect for Lady Blair unwavering.
"You have always served me well, Dan," she said her tone loving. Blair often took the liberty of using Daniels nickname when they were alone. "I will help you compete in the tournament but please do not get yourself killed, my Lady."
Blair nodded as Dan began packing her things in a leather bag.
Blair could see Dan was deeply concerned for her, despite her authority over him..
Lady Blair was gifted and had far more power than many in her society..
"I can't believe I'm finally going, I've wanted to compete for so long now."She said in disbelief.
Dan already knew of his mistress's dream of fighting in a real tournament.
"But, my Lady what if HE turns up?" Dan said in a worried voice. Blair glanced at Dan. "That is merely hearsay."
"Many have said there is a Waldorf heiress in possession of the ability to seduce any man she wishes to toy with." Dan said.
"Enough," Blair snapped at Dan, she hated that childish myth. The myth told of the Waldorf women's curse; a curse which made any man completely vulnerable to the allure of that woman. All, but one, according to the 'legend' one special man would be immune to the curses power.
Dan was forced to hold his tongue. He knew well Blair was wholly opposed to the whimsical tale of affliction.
Blair and Dan were planning to sneak out of the big castle unnoticed by the servants. Blair was saddling her own horse to save time.
"We shall travel to Ashby, I wish to prepare myself there," Blair commanded. Dan already knew this meant he would assist her training as her opponent.
"As you wish my Lady," Dan said as he hopped onto his own horse.
The roads were dangerous at night, a Lady alone would be extremely foolish, but Daniels presence meant a safer passage.
They rode quickly to Ashby with Dan keeping a nervous watch out for thieves. They arrived early and Dan announced he would put their tents up.
"How will my Lady be accepted to compete?" Dan asked- only male knights and Lords could compete under tournament rules.
"Do you recall my cousin, Brian who travelled to Palestine and never returned?" Blair said as she continued pacing.
"I recall your cousin my Lady," Dan said as he glanced at Blair. Blair nodded and continued,
"Nobody knows of his disappearance except my family."
Dan's eyes sparked with realization. "My Lady, you are going to use Brian´s good name?"
"Of course," Blair said with a triumphant smirk and finally stopped pacing.
Once Blair had settled for the night, Dan went to inform the host of Lord Brian's wish to join the tournament.
When Dan returned Blair was still, as up as she could not sleep in the horrible tent. Blair knew this would be a challenge for her but the outdoor feeling was making her uneasy.
Dan saw Blair´s uneasiness as he tried to calm her" my Lady I brought your favorite pillow." Blair smiled and says gratefully" thank you Dan."
"Nathaniel, this is going to be very interesting," Lord Bass stated as he looked up from his goblet.
"Yes indeed, Chuck," Lord Archibald said as his server polished his armor.
"Have you sent for the lovely maidens?" Chuck asked looking bored.
"They may be en route already," Nate shouted over his shoulder as he walked out.
"Where are you going dear Nathaniel?" Chuck asked.
"Lady Serena sent for me to join her," Nate told him as he sauntered out. Chuck shook his head. Nate was so in love with the blond goddess Serena, yes he agreed that she was a fair maiden but to him she was nothing special.
Chuck had bedded many girls just like her. Chuck honestly wanted a girl that could make his heart race and captivate his mind like no other.
Nate came back later covered in red kisses and Chuck had to stop himself from laughing out loud.
"My oh my, she is a feisty one," Chuck said teasingly as Nate blushed a little.
The next day Blair was getting ready, Dan was dressing her in her armor. He chose his words carefully as he tried to persuade her out of competing.
"Lady Blair, I wish that you would not do something so dangerous," he said quietly.
"Your wish is not my concern, Daniel," Blair said in a sharply.
"And you must call me Lord Brian from this moment," Blair hissed at Dan.
"As you wish my Lady," Dan said accepting his mistress's word.
The host had separated the tournament into three challenges: the lance, a mace and the sword ring.
Chuck and Nathaniel were the last to fight so they chose to watch all their opponents compete in the tournament.
Lord Brian was up against Lord Damien and he was known for his violent side. Lord Brian got him easily using his own power against him, toppling him hard.
Lord Brian had fought bravely and was cunning with a sword.
"Lord Brian, seems to be leading the sword tournament?" Nate said an interested voice.
"I'd love to defeat Lord Brian," Chuck said in a dark hiss. He could see Lord Brian would be a challenge and Chuck loved a challenge.
Blair came back to the tent after winning her fight.
"Daniel, my sword needs sharpening." Dan was glad to see Lady Waldorf back safe.
Dan´s relief must have caught Blair´s eye."Do not worry about me," She reassured him.
The next in line was Lord Nathaniel Archibald of the London Archibald's. Lord Archibald was young and fit. Blair was looking forward to fighting him.
Nate was also excited for the fight against Lord Brian.
The first challenge was the lance, Lord Brian outdid Nate but the balance was restored as Lord Archibald triumphed in the second challenge.
"Lady Blair, you are bleeding," Dan said in a scared tone as he examined the wound.
"It is only a little cut, Daniel," Blair breathed out as Dan cleaned the gash.
Nate too was nursing bad wounds; Chuck was making him drink wine, helping to take his mind off the pain.
"Lord Brian seems very strong," Chuck mused. Nate stared at Chuck. "Yes, Lord Brian is skilled, I may not win."
The last round was short but tense as Brian prevailed but seemed to refrain from using deadly force.
"Let him live," Lord Brian said in a calm voice as he walked back to his tent. Both Nate and Chuck were shocked at Lord Brian´s apparent mercy.
"Why did not Lord Brian kill me?" Nate asked, as it was customary to do so in tournaments such as this.
"Yes, that is a very interesting question," Chuck said obviously intrigued by Lord Brian. He too was curious as to why Brian had not killed Nate.
Chuck was called next against Lord Brian.
"Chuck please, do not fight Lord Brian," Nate begged. Chuck looked at him in disbelief.
"I have to fight Nate, I refuse to be a coward," Chuck hissed.
"Well, well, Lord Bass has accepted my challenge," Brian taunted. Chuck could not believe Lord Brian's conduct and quickly decided he needed to challenge him verbally. Staring him down Chuck finally spoke.
"Remove your helmet."
He noticed Lord Brian flinch back and smiled, he had succeeded in unnerving his opponent uneasy.
"I cannot, my face is scarred from battle," Blair said still acting like Brian. As Lord Brian spoke, Chuck thought he detected a hint of panic in the Lord's tone.
The fights that afternoon were brutal. Both parties were well trained swordsmen that much was clear to the audience already hungry for blood.
Two fights were fought and both Lord's had won one challenge for themselves. Both with heavy wounds as Lord Chuck and Lord Brian fought with style and class.
"Every knight here says you are a brilliant?" Chuck says as he looks closely at Lord Brian. Lord Brian was not a tall man and Chuck had a hard time believing he couldn´t beat him.
"I love that when you talk and you voice trembles with, fear it?" Lord Brian taunted.
"You just wish," Chuck says angry as he lifted his sword to strike once more.
That night there was a magnificent ball before the last fight of the tournament the next morning.
Chuck looked up as Lady Waldorf walked in. She was a beauty and Chuck had heard she was Lord Brian´s cousin. He immediately secured an introduction from his old friend Lord Gray who left almost instantly afterwards upon Chuck's request. Chuck began his evaluation of his newest Lady.
"So, Lady Waldorf where is your beloved cousin?" Chuck asked Blair. "He was feeling unwell, I suggested he rest tonight," she replied steadily in a most ladylike manner.
"That is sad but at least I get the pleasure of your company instead," Chuck drawled.
Blair eyes snapped to his "My lord, I think you may be mistaking me for one of your conquests." She retorted haughtily.
Chuck smirked at the comment and replied "My Lady, you are fascinating to me already." Blair promptly bid Chuck goodbye and attempted to avoid him for the next portion of the evening she thought she had succeeded until she saw him approaching her. She could not fathom why her heart sped up as she prepared for his arrival at her side.
Meanwhile Chuck had decided to end their 'game' and strolled over to her again. He tried to open conversation with an old favourite.
"Would you care for a dance?"
Blair looked at him and instantly knew there was no way of escaping him without the whole room considering her a snob- despite Lord Bass's reputation as a womanizer- so she acquiesced quickly.
Chuck was enchanted. He loved everything about Blair; her moon white skin, blood red lips and doe eyes. She was in every way, a woman worthy of his bed.
Chuck held his hand out to her and she almost hesitated before slipping her gloved hand into his warm one. Blair locked her eyes with his as they danced. Her moves were oddly familiar to him, fast and strong.
Blair knew she could not stay for long or Chuck would figure out why she seemed familiar, she had already pushed it by dancing with him. Her double identity could mean the end of her high society life. Blair suddenly felt faint at the thought and Dan had to get her out of the building without making a big scene.
Chuck watched Blair being assisted by Dan, the same servant as Brian had.
Outside the castle Blair tripped over a rock as she was removing her gloves and Dan caught her, but she accidentally grasped his arms and caught his eyes. Blair felt adrenaline rush through her and Dan's expression became unreadable. For a minute they stood as if in limbo, before Dan finally spoke.
"I am yours to command, Lady Blair, I, I love you."
Blair´s heart stopped; her power had taken over Dan´s will and turned him into a slave, this meant that the rumors were true about her ability to control men. This was what her mother told her the men said when they were under the curse.
"Dan, I need you to tell me if you are all right?" Blair whispered weakly. Dan smiled at her contently.
"Of course I am my lady- I am with you" he replied. Blair´s heart really stopped and she felt as if she would be ill.
This was far worse than death; Dan would be under her command until she found the man immune to her enchantment.
The last swordfight was hard and Blair was very quick but Chuck almost bested her every time.
As they fought they were both breathing heavily and struggling to deny their exhaustion.
"I must say my Lord you are such a nifty fighter," Chuck says as he ducked her sword as it nearly hit his shoulder.
"You are not so bad yourself my Lord," Blair mocks him. Chuck did not take that well as he swung his sword at her too forcefully for him to handle. They continued to battle all the time Chuck gaining the advantage. Eventually he ended up with Blair under him. Chuck would surely kill me, Blair thought.
"You won, do what you want," Blair said, she knew her life was in his hands.
"No, you spared Nathaniel's life," Chuck said as he lifted his sword off of her chest.
Blair looked at him and nodded. Chuck helped her up thinking over his narrow victory.
Chuck may have won but Blair had nearly beaten him.