Disclaimer: Sadly, none of this is mine, though; I may have been the first
to think about the visitor that actually comes. Sorry not giving it away
yet! Enjoy!
He twisted the silver band around his finger over and over again as he stared out into the ocean. Since he was once a thief he himself didn't usually wear jewelry, George Cooper had changed a lot since then... but then he still tended to lift a couple pastries from the kitchen...well they were the best he ever had tasted...with the cherries and pudding. Even if the old Cook... Nook or something of that sort, hit him with a broom, when the cook discovered his sticky fingers.
"Baron!" Almost nothing. George winced and breathed in the sea air. He knew he would need all the energy to deal with this woman.
"Baron Cooper! Why have you been avoiding me all day? I have important matters to discuss with you! The King himself is due to the Swoop in a few days and here you are dreaming off as if you were a lad from the streets!" A very boisterous woman trumpeted. George turned to a very overly plump woman with her stumpy hands on her hips. The woman was only in her forties but there was something in her powerful voice that made him think of an old miser he knew in the Court of the Rouge.
"My dear Miss Leavly, I promise ye everything will work out when Jon comes. Ye should calm down and breathe in the fresh air come on with me, Miss Leavly." George grabbed the woman up into his arms and breathed in deeply. The woman in his arms flailed to escape, but George just held her closer as she tried to escape.
"George what in Tortall are you doing let go of our head house maid." Alanna, George's wife, stepped in to save the woman from being over squeezed and over breathed to death.
"Awww...it was all in good fun lass." George replied to his wife head to toe in slightly worn armor. His wife was an interesting figure. Her flaming red hair peeked out from under her dented helmet and her purple eyes gleamed in the noon sunlight. George thanked the Gods every time Alanna entered the room that she was his. Even after the five year they were married the Baron was still overjoyed with glee that she had chosen him. George knew that nobles on the outside stuck up their noses when it came to him and his wife, he had even heard the rumors he just married Alanna to save his neck from the guillotine. But George ignored all of these lies. He knew the truth and anyway he never needed saving.
"Hmph! My Lady your husband is a no good rascal! I must have the castle in sparkling shape before the king-" Miss Leavely began to huff and puff, before George calmly placed his large hand on the woman's shoulder. The maid looked at it and sighed.
"Please Mum, don't leave me alone with him again." Alanna laughed uncontrollably and wiped tears from her eyes to see a huge grin on her husbands face and such a large frown on the maid.
"Don't worry Miss Leavly," Alanna managed to say once she controlled herself, "Everything will be fine. Come let me help you. Has Cook Noikic planned the meals?" Alanna put her hand gently on the old woman's back and calmly walked her back into the Swoop's castle. The woman seemed almost calm as Alanna helped her out.
George was once again shocked by Alanna's amazing skills at actually planning the events that took place at the Swoop, yet when it came down to the actual event Alanna excused herself as early as possible, usually Raoul was right behind her. That was one thing that hadn't changed about his wife since he met her as Alan the page.
George paused to look out into the ocean again. He had attempted to read his wife when she came in with his sight. It was impossible. That damn gift of her's wouldn't let him in at all. Alanna took off her pregnancy charm almost a year ago, George recalled. And still there was no sign of young lions or lionesses. George had hoped that maybe Alanna had found herself pregnant on the trip to the Copper Isles and maybe tried to hide it from her husband to surprise him. No, George said to himself, Cooper ye thinkin' to hard again. George Cooper wanted nothing more in his life then to be a father. He couldn't wait to rock a screaming child to sleep in the middle of the night nor could he wait to teach his son or daughter the ways of a thief behind their mother's back. He was not looking forward to changing their loin clothes, but Alanna could handle that.
His wife tapped him on the shoulder to rip him from his daydreams of fatherhood. Alanna cocked her eyebrows,
"Now my dear, what in the Goddess's name are you doing here daydreaming the day away. Miss Leavely was right about you being a rascal." George rushed to Alanna and embraced her even more than he had earlier with the maid.
"How are ye love? Did you fix our poor maid's problems?" He released his grip a bit so Alanna cold catch her breath and gaze into her husband's eyes.
" Yes, you know Miss Leavly she's all nerves and actually I feel a little queasy." Alanna commented rubbing her head now free of her helmet.
"REALLY!?" George called out. His eyes bulged out and his heart began to flutter down to his toes.
"Now George that doesn't mean anything. I just got off a boat ride mind you." Her husband couldn't help but frown. He looked down at his feet as to command his heart fly back where it belonged.
"Sorry lass, I just...never you mind. How was yer trip? Aside from the boat that is." George took Alanna's miniature hand and began to stroll with her with the ocean as a melodic background.
"Alright, I almost dueled with a annoying Duke but Gary stopped me." Alanna regretted.
"Awww Gary always gits in the way don't he?" George chuckled to himself.
"If any Duke deserved a fat lip it was that damn Duke Jarish, I-" George silenced Alanna with a kiss. Alanna looked up into the Baron's hazel eyes.
"What was that for?"
"You need to calm yourself my dear and..."George now cradled his wife in his arms.
"Oh that's why your quiet." They laughed as George lead his wife to a private place.
"Mistress!!! Baron!!! They're here!!! They're here!!!" Miss Leavly screamed from the other side of her master's bedchamber. George who woke up to the woman's scream covered his head with his wife's pillow.
"Hey that's mine!" Alanna screamed, "I want to go back to sleep too!" George lifted one side of the pillow to allow his wife head under as well.
"George! Alanna! I know you two have just reunited but for Mithros, Jon and Thayet are here." A voice called from the other side of the door.
"Your right," Alanna groaned, "Gary does ruin all of our fun." The Baron and Baroness kissed one last time and leaped out of bead to look somewhat presentable to their friend on his yearly visit.
"You know I don't mind you two being late for meeting me, but it is the royal family George." Gary sighed as George left their bedchamber. "We like to hold all people wit equal respect in the Swoop." George said a- matter-a -factly. The man kept scratching the high collar of the "Baron wanna be" suit as he called it. The collar was made of lace and every so slightly tickled his chin. The rest of his outfit was a green and brown tapestry pattern.
"I hate wearin' this thing." George commented.
"You have to pretend to be a Baron sometimes." Gary chuckled. He rushed over to his friend to curl under the lace collar.
"So I've heard you've had no luck with children," Gary whispered, George winced as if Gary had slashed his throat while fixing his collar. Noticing his friend's change of face Gary patted the Baron on the back.
"It'll come George."
"I know. That's what every ones tellin' me. Just wait it'll come to ye. But Gary mayhap there's somethin' wrong...with me." George looked into his old friend's eyes. Alanna finally emerged from the room in an elaborate powder blue gown. She looked even more uncomfortable than her husband. Alanna was used to dresses by this time in her life and actually came to enjoy them, but it had been so long since she had traded in her armor.
"Look here Gary. She's a vision isn't she?" George asked quickly to get his mind of his personal problems. With this comment Alanna laughed out whole hardly.
"I feel like a powder puff. This really was a purchase that my father didn't have to make. I would rather he'd by me a new saddle for Moonlight then a overly fluffy dress." Alanna grumped pulling up her dress high so she could fall down the stairs without tripping over the monstrosity. "Yes, George she certainly is a vision." The two men chuckled as the followed the champion down to meet the royal family.
That's all for now. Please Review!!! I know it was pretty bad so I want to hear it go ahead, feel free to kill me!!! Oh yeah and if I made any fact boo boos tell me and don't kill me for that though cause I lent my books away. Thanx guys.
He twisted the silver band around his finger over and over again as he stared out into the ocean. Since he was once a thief he himself didn't usually wear jewelry, George Cooper had changed a lot since then... but then he still tended to lift a couple pastries from the kitchen...well they were the best he ever had tasted...with the cherries and pudding. Even if the old Cook... Nook or something of that sort, hit him with a broom, when the cook discovered his sticky fingers.
"Baron!" Almost nothing. George winced and breathed in the sea air. He knew he would need all the energy to deal with this woman.
"Baron Cooper! Why have you been avoiding me all day? I have important matters to discuss with you! The King himself is due to the Swoop in a few days and here you are dreaming off as if you were a lad from the streets!" A very boisterous woman trumpeted. George turned to a very overly plump woman with her stumpy hands on her hips. The woman was only in her forties but there was something in her powerful voice that made him think of an old miser he knew in the Court of the Rouge.
"My dear Miss Leavly, I promise ye everything will work out when Jon comes. Ye should calm down and breathe in the fresh air come on with me, Miss Leavly." George grabbed the woman up into his arms and breathed in deeply. The woman in his arms flailed to escape, but George just held her closer as she tried to escape.
"George what in Tortall are you doing let go of our head house maid." Alanna, George's wife, stepped in to save the woman from being over squeezed and over breathed to death.
"Awww...it was all in good fun lass." George replied to his wife head to toe in slightly worn armor. His wife was an interesting figure. Her flaming red hair peeked out from under her dented helmet and her purple eyes gleamed in the noon sunlight. George thanked the Gods every time Alanna entered the room that she was his. Even after the five year they were married the Baron was still overjoyed with glee that she had chosen him. George knew that nobles on the outside stuck up their noses when it came to him and his wife, he had even heard the rumors he just married Alanna to save his neck from the guillotine. But George ignored all of these lies. He knew the truth and anyway he never needed saving.
"Hmph! My Lady your husband is a no good rascal! I must have the castle in sparkling shape before the king-" Miss Leavely began to huff and puff, before George calmly placed his large hand on the woman's shoulder. The maid looked at it and sighed.
"Please Mum, don't leave me alone with him again." Alanna laughed uncontrollably and wiped tears from her eyes to see a huge grin on her husbands face and such a large frown on the maid.
"Don't worry Miss Leavly," Alanna managed to say once she controlled herself, "Everything will be fine. Come let me help you. Has Cook Noikic planned the meals?" Alanna put her hand gently on the old woman's back and calmly walked her back into the Swoop's castle. The woman seemed almost calm as Alanna helped her out.
George was once again shocked by Alanna's amazing skills at actually planning the events that took place at the Swoop, yet when it came down to the actual event Alanna excused herself as early as possible, usually Raoul was right behind her. That was one thing that hadn't changed about his wife since he met her as Alan the page.
George paused to look out into the ocean again. He had attempted to read his wife when she came in with his sight. It was impossible. That damn gift of her's wouldn't let him in at all. Alanna took off her pregnancy charm almost a year ago, George recalled. And still there was no sign of young lions or lionesses. George had hoped that maybe Alanna had found herself pregnant on the trip to the Copper Isles and maybe tried to hide it from her husband to surprise him. No, George said to himself, Cooper ye thinkin' to hard again. George Cooper wanted nothing more in his life then to be a father. He couldn't wait to rock a screaming child to sleep in the middle of the night nor could he wait to teach his son or daughter the ways of a thief behind their mother's back. He was not looking forward to changing their loin clothes, but Alanna could handle that.
His wife tapped him on the shoulder to rip him from his daydreams of fatherhood. Alanna cocked her eyebrows,
"Now my dear, what in the Goddess's name are you doing here daydreaming the day away. Miss Leavely was right about you being a rascal." George rushed to Alanna and embraced her even more than he had earlier with the maid.
"How are ye love? Did you fix our poor maid's problems?" He released his grip a bit so Alanna cold catch her breath and gaze into her husband's eyes.
" Yes, you know Miss Leavly she's all nerves and actually I feel a little queasy." Alanna commented rubbing her head now free of her helmet.
"REALLY!?" George called out. His eyes bulged out and his heart began to flutter down to his toes.
"Now George that doesn't mean anything. I just got off a boat ride mind you." Her husband couldn't help but frown. He looked down at his feet as to command his heart fly back where it belonged.
"Sorry lass, I just...never you mind. How was yer trip? Aside from the boat that is." George took Alanna's miniature hand and began to stroll with her with the ocean as a melodic background.
"Alright, I almost dueled with a annoying Duke but Gary stopped me." Alanna regretted.
"Awww Gary always gits in the way don't he?" George chuckled to himself.
"If any Duke deserved a fat lip it was that damn Duke Jarish, I-" George silenced Alanna with a kiss. Alanna looked up into the Baron's hazel eyes.
"What was that for?"
"You need to calm yourself my dear and..."George now cradled his wife in his arms.
"Oh that's why your quiet." They laughed as George lead his wife to a private place.
"Mistress!!! Baron!!! They're here!!! They're here!!!" Miss Leavly screamed from the other side of her master's bedchamber. George who woke up to the woman's scream covered his head with his wife's pillow.
"Hey that's mine!" Alanna screamed, "I want to go back to sleep too!" George lifted one side of the pillow to allow his wife head under as well.
"George! Alanna! I know you two have just reunited but for Mithros, Jon and Thayet are here." A voice called from the other side of the door.
"Your right," Alanna groaned, "Gary does ruin all of our fun." The Baron and Baroness kissed one last time and leaped out of bead to look somewhat presentable to their friend on his yearly visit.
"You know I don't mind you two being late for meeting me, but it is the royal family George." Gary sighed as George left their bedchamber. "We like to hold all people wit equal respect in the Swoop." George said a- matter-a -factly. The man kept scratching the high collar of the "Baron wanna be" suit as he called it. The collar was made of lace and every so slightly tickled his chin. The rest of his outfit was a green and brown tapestry pattern.
"I hate wearin' this thing." George commented.
"You have to pretend to be a Baron sometimes." Gary chuckled. He rushed over to his friend to curl under the lace collar.
"So I've heard you've had no luck with children," Gary whispered, George winced as if Gary had slashed his throat while fixing his collar. Noticing his friend's change of face Gary patted the Baron on the back.
"It'll come George."
"I know. That's what every ones tellin' me. Just wait it'll come to ye. But Gary mayhap there's somethin' wrong...with me." George looked into his old friend's eyes. Alanna finally emerged from the room in an elaborate powder blue gown. She looked even more uncomfortable than her husband. Alanna was used to dresses by this time in her life and actually came to enjoy them, but it had been so long since she had traded in her armor.
"Look here Gary. She's a vision isn't she?" George asked quickly to get his mind of his personal problems. With this comment Alanna laughed out whole hardly.
"I feel like a powder puff. This really was a purchase that my father didn't have to make. I would rather he'd by me a new saddle for Moonlight then a overly fluffy dress." Alanna grumped pulling up her dress high so she could fall down the stairs without tripping over the monstrosity. "Yes, George she certainly is a vision." The two men chuckled as the followed the champion down to meet the royal family.
That's all for now. Please Review!!! I know it was pretty bad so I want to hear it go ahead, feel free to kill me!!! Oh yeah and if I made any fact boo boos tell me and don't kill me for that though cause I lent my books away. Thanx guys.
