Thread: Wife of the Dark Lord (w/Kosmik_Khaos)

The feel of the soft skin of her hand stood in stark contrast to the roughness of his own. Callous from years of work in the fields, followed by the years of fighting in the war. Yes he had his powers but he still fought with sword and spear in most of his battles, if they were good enough for his armies to fight with then they were good enough for him. He carefully closed his fingers around her hand as though he was handling the delicate petals of a flower. The light that filled her when she asked if meant what he said filled him with a warmth that he hadn't felt in years. That is the plan, unless you are plotting against me and trying to get me to bring it into the castle with those gorgeous eyes of yours, I would be tempted to do it for you too if Linni and Lonnie wouldn't skin me and tan my hide for creating such a mess. He cracked the joke about his elderly Housekeeper and Majordomo who were more set in their ways than the mountains. Gently pulling Eliza to her feet he looked down at her and examined her elegant but, ultimately plain, white dress. First thing we need to get you dressed for the occasion. He said pulling her behind him as he made for the exit of library. Just as he stepped out he whistled a bird call and from seemingly nowhere a woman appeared from around a corner. Take Lady Eliza and get her fitted for a Sun Day dress, I don't care how short noticed this is I will hear no complaints for you Isla, especially since I know you have been making dresses for my wife for years now and still haven't offered her a one. He said eyeing the young woman who stood with her eyes downcast as though her feet were the most interesting thing in the world, a faint flush on her cheeks. You are not in trouble girl, just get moving, this is her first Sun Day. He said passing Eliza's hand from his to the girls. Go now, shoo! He said waiving the woman away causing Isla to scamper off tugging at Eliza's hand. Turning away Aerin caught the eye of Lonnie. The man made no sound when he moved and it drove Aerin nuts. Lonnie you know I do not like it when you sneak up on me. Most sincere apologize my Lord. He said in his terribly dry voice. What can I do for you Lonnie? Aerin asked with an exasperated sigh. I couldn't help but overhear you are taking the Lady out for Sun Day. 'Overheard my boot you old codger, you were down right eavesdropping.' Aerin thought cringing at the dry, dull tone of Lonnie's voice. Yes I am Lonnie. How about this, for once can we skip all this painfully dull dancing we normally do and you speak your mind? Aerin asked hoping against hope that Lonnie would answer in a manner that wasn't so...well Lonnie. If it is what you desire my Lord. He said waiting for confirmation that was what Aerin wanted. Yes Lonnie, it is what I desire. Aerin said giving up hope for a easy encounter. Why couldn't the man be like his wife Linni. That woman didn't give a care as to what your title or position was, if she had something to say to you she said it, and most often not to nicely. Walking towards his rooms with Lonnie behind him droning on about precautions that should be taken while out, what should be done by the staff in his absence, and a slew of other questions that Aerin knew Lonnie knew the answer to but wouldn't do without permission, or at least running the idea by for approval, from Aerin. Standing in his dressing room while his valet picked out an outfit for him. Lonnie, do you remember nine years ago when I promoted you to my Majordomo? Of course sir. And that is a high position in my castle, You are the head of all my other servants, you run the household while I am absent, you maintain the order of everything that is outside of the public eye in this estate. I am correct? He questioned. Of course Sir. Lonnie replied again his monotone voice driving Aerin to wishing to tear his own hair out. Then do your job man! You have kept my estate going while I was on the entire opposite side of the continent without a single letter from me for the better part of two years and all was fine. I trust you to take care of an evening while I am away. Lonnie stared at Aerin with a flat expression and took in a slow deep breath. Of course Sir, but during that time you were away and it was my duty to take charge, you are here now. Ah-ah-ah-ah-a, no. Bad Lonnie! He said to the older man wagging a finger at him. As of an hour ago I am no longer here and until tomorrow sometime after midday I will still not be here. Even if I am. You are in charge of the estates, if anyone needs me, defer them to one of the advisers, it doesn't matter which bloody one you choose, in fact, choose the one you like the least. I am sure that somewhere in there you still have something close to emotions. Aerin said drawing his face close to the old man's staring deeply into his eyes like he was trying to actually see the emotions, or absence of, inside them. As you wish my Lord. Lonnie spoke in his unwavering tone. I would say you should be more like your wife but two Linni's scares me... You scare me sometime Lonnie. Finally a crack in Lonnie's placid expression showed, the faintest pulling of his lips into a smile. I live to serve my Lord. He said bowing and stepping out leaving Aerin and his valet alone to finish dressing. Twenty minutes later Aerin was standing by the Castle gates in a crimson and violet coat with silver flowers embroidered up the arms and shoulders. Forest green trousers that were tucked into a pair of fine boots that were laced up to just below his knees. In his left hand he held a bouquet of flowers he picked himself from the gardens, the stems cut short to fit into Eliza's hair. He sent word for her to be brought down to the gates after she was ready, but in his excitement he rushed to be ready himself. She has a lot more to do to get ready than you do, It's more than just throwing on a coat and trousers for her. He muttered to himself as he paced impatiently, but not angrily. His excitement wanted to boil over and leave him jumping about like a youth.