Another chapter. Yeah!! I got a little detailed away in some parts and other parts are just short and to the point. Anywho…ENJOY!!!
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A FAMILY AFFAIR
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CHAPTER 9
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By the age of sixteen Lady Marie looked as though she was eighteen. Many suitors offered her their companionship but she declined them all. They didn't love her she knew, they only loved her looks, her status and her father's fortune that was left to her after her father's death.
Ah yes, her father's unfortunate murder that drastically changed her life eight years ago. Since then she had been forced to remain inside King Charles' palace. She often times felt like a prisoner despite the fact that remaining in the palace was probably her only protection from Lord Lensherr and his thug, Creed. It made her so mad. She wanted to leave, to travel. Lady Marie knew she wasn't cut out for this palace life, hiding inside the castle. She was very capable of taking care of herself.
It wasn't like those eight years were bad. No, she got the best education, the best training, the best friend, the best of almost everything. But she didn't want any of that. She simply wanted to live. To experience life. These thoughts kept her up many nights, pondering of her future. Was she suppose to hide all her life? This particular night was more troubling than most. Why, she wasn't sure. She just felt that she needed to move on in life.
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Bobby walked the palace halls. He couldn't stop thinking of her. He wasn't even sure when it happened, but one day he just fell in love with her. It seemed to have happened over night. One day they were just friends and now, love had replaced that friendship. Bobby couldn't help but notice her beauty, that wasn't all he cared about. Her sense of humor, her intelligence, her grace, her strength, hell even her smell.
He stayed up many nights thinking of her and only her. The one girl that he had ever cared about. The one friendship that would never end and still he didn't know her feelings for him.
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The next day Lady Marie was out walking. In the stables she found Sir Logan brushing his steed. She walked into the stable and approached him.
"Logan?" Lady Marie asked.
"Yeah."
"I was thinking," she said, sitting down on a pile of hay next to Logan.
"Thinking, huh? Well there's a word I have yet to hear you say, until now that is," Sir Logan joked. When she didn't respond with her usual quick sarcasm he knew something was wrong. "What is it, kid?"
"I've been having memories of my father, Creed and Lensherr. It's just that I'm confined to this," she gestured the palace, "will I always be unsafe out in the world?" she asked.
"I wish I knew the answer to that, but I don't. Lensherr is a hard man to read of what he might do. He could very well have given up on you or maybe he has spies set up around the country waiting for you to leave here. He's too unpredictable. Now Creed, he's not as smart to have spies or other people waiting for you, but if he wanted you dead then sooner or later when you least expect it he'll find you and then…it's over."
"Great. I can just sit and hide, being safe or I can risk my life and venture out and see if luck's with me that neither one of them want me dead," she muttered.
"I suppose the true answer to knowing whether he's still after you or not is why he wanted you dead in the first place," Logan said, looking down at her.
She sat there quiet, thinking of what he had just said. A moment later she left, returning to her quarters. There could be so many reasons why her life expectancy wanted to be shortened. It could be money, revenge, jealousy, anything. That was the problem. Logan was right
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Spain, Egypt, Greece, Germany, Netherlands and now England. What life held, Remy experienced. He had seen so much of the world in a short time and still there was so much more to see, to experience and he couldn't wait for it all. He arrived on the next land of opportunity and adventure.
Once he arrived upon the shores of Norwich, Remy couldn't decide where to go in England. He rested a while and began his explorations of this country.
A moment later a sign caught his eye. On a tavern door a sort of poster hung, inviting all guests to attend the Spring Festival in London at King Charles' castle. From what the poster had said, Remy guessed that the festival took place every year. Where people from all over the country would bring different goods they made and spread their different techniques to others.
Remy smiled. 'A perfect place to pick up some items that will last me a while,' he thought.
An hour later he had supplied himself for the journey to London.
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Lord Lensherr awoke. It was early morning, that he could tell by the sun barely showing itself past the dark night skies. He flipped the covers off his body and began to move from his bed. An arm stopped him. "Where are you going so early, my love?" Lady Raven asked.
He smiled, kissing her hand. "Checking up on my band that awaits your child's appearance." With that he left the room.
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Another restless night. 'Enough of this foolishness', he thought, getting up and making his way to her quarters.
He thought of and rehearsed different lines on how he would tell her without sounding like all those other suitors and still keep their friendship on a comfortable level.
Once he arrived there he stood, staring at her doors. With a quick breath he knocked. No answer. 'Odd,' he thought. Another knock came with the same results, no answer.
He opened her doors. "Marie?" he spoke, looking around the room. That was when he saw her sheets tied to the bed post hanging out of the window. "Oh lord, no," he whispered.
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Next chapter may be out sooner then the others. *crosses fingers* I hope. So far I've been super inspired to write this story.
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A FAMILY AFFAIR
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CHAPTER 9
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By the age of sixteen Lady Marie looked as though she was eighteen. Many suitors offered her their companionship but she declined them all. They didn't love her she knew, they only loved her looks, her status and her father's fortune that was left to her after her father's death.
Ah yes, her father's unfortunate murder that drastically changed her life eight years ago. Since then she had been forced to remain inside King Charles' palace. She often times felt like a prisoner despite the fact that remaining in the palace was probably her only protection from Lord Lensherr and his thug, Creed. It made her so mad. She wanted to leave, to travel. Lady Marie knew she wasn't cut out for this palace life, hiding inside the castle. She was very capable of taking care of herself.
It wasn't like those eight years were bad. No, she got the best education, the best training, the best friend, the best of almost everything. But she didn't want any of that. She simply wanted to live. To experience life. These thoughts kept her up many nights, pondering of her future. Was she suppose to hide all her life? This particular night was more troubling than most. Why, she wasn't sure. She just felt that she needed to move on in life.
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Bobby walked the palace halls. He couldn't stop thinking of her. He wasn't even sure when it happened, but one day he just fell in love with her. It seemed to have happened over night. One day they were just friends and now, love had replaced that friendship. Bobby couldn't help but notice her beauty, that wasn't all he cared about. Her sense of humor, her intelligence, her grace, her strength, hell even her smell.
He stayed up many nights thinking of her and only her. The one girl that he had ever cared about. The one friendship that would never end and still he didn't know her feelings for him.
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The next day Lady Marie was out walking. In the stables she found Sir Logan brushing his steed. She walked into the stable and approached him.
"Logan?" Lady Marie asked.
"Yeah."
"I was thinking," she said, sitting down on a pile of hay next to Logan.
"Thinking, huh? Well there's a word I have yet to hear you say, until now that is," Sir Logan joked. When she didn't respond with her usual quick sarcasm he knew something was wrong. "What is it, kid?"
"I've been having memories of my father, Creed and Lensherr. It's just that I'm confined to this," she gestured the palace, "will I always be unsafe out in the world?" she asked.
"I wish I knew the answer to that, but I don't. Lensherr is a hard man to read of what he might do. He could very well have given up on you or maybe he has spies set up around the country waiting for you to leave here. He's too unpredictable. Now Creed, he's not as smart to have spies or other people waiting for you, but if he wanted you dead then sooner or later when you least expect it he'll find you and then…it's over."
"Great. I can just sit and hide, being safe or I can risk my life and venture out and see if luck's with me that neither one of them want me dead," she muttered.
"I suppose the true answer to knowing whether he's still after you or not is why he wanted you dead in the first place," Logan said, looking down at her.
She sat there quiet, thinking of what he had just said. A moment later she left, returning to her quarters. There could be so many reasons why her life expectancy wanted to be shortened. It could be money, revenge, jealousy, anything. That was the problem. Logan was right
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Spain, Egypt, Greece, Germany, Netherlands and now England. What life held, Remy experienced. He had seen so much of the world in a short time and still there was so much more to see, to experience and he couldn't wait for it all. He arrived on the next land of opportunity and adventure.
Once he arrived upon the shores of Norwich, Remy couldn't decide where to go in England. He rested a while and began his explorations of this country.
A moment later a sign caught his eye. On a tavern door a sort of poster hung, inviting all guests to attend the Spring Festival in London at King Charles' castle. From what the poster had said, Remy guessed that the festival took place every year. Where people from all over the country would bring different goods they made and spread their different techniques to others.
Remy smiled. 'A perfect place to pick up some items that will last me a while,' he thought.
An hour later he had supplied himself for the journey to London.
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Lord Lensherr awoke. It was early morning, that he could tell by the sun barely showing itself past the dark night skies. He flipped the covers off his body and began to move from his bed. An arm stopped him. "Where are you going so early, my love?" Lady Raven asked.
He smiled, kissing her hand. "Checking up on my band that awaits your child's appearance." With that he left the room.
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Another restless night. 'Enough of this foolishness', he thought, getting up and making his way to her quarters.
He thought of and rehearsed different lines on how he would tell her without sounding like all those other suitors and still keep their friendship on a comfortable level.
Once he arrived there he stood, staring at her doors. With a quick breath he knocked. No answer. 'Odd,' he thought. Another knock came with the same results, no answer.
He opened her doors. "Marie?" he spoke, looking around the room. That was when he saw her sheets tied to the bed post hanging out of the window. "Oh lord, no," he whispered.
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Next chapter may be out sooner then the others. *crosses fingers* I hope. So far I've been super inspired to write this story.