Thread: Learning from a master (Cheshire x Tema)

Send a note to my consort to be, absolving him of any guilt, and apologizing for my behavior, she dictated to her page. They didnt need to know why she was apologizing. It was some trivial manner as far as they were concerned to be so obtuse in reference. It was the least she felt she should do. Besides, two weeks was a long time to let one's temper simmer. In fact, Vallios was the first person to see her temper beside her mother in years. And after their 'discussion', she doubted he'd be anywhere near her at all in the next two weeks. Which then again, they would have no choice but to face each other. But that also meant that she couldn't go to the armoury or the practice fields. This meant denying herself her own freedom. But she hadn't thought about that when she'd insulted him as she had. Once towel dried, Serefina dismissed her maid before the girl could help her dress. If she was birth clothed, then she could deny anyone entrance but her husband to be, who had all rights and privileges even before the wedding if he so choose. Matriarchal House or not, there were still some things reserved as the male right. Sighing softly, she sat on her bed, her gaze unfocused at she looked at the picture above the fireplace. Her mother, her sisters and herself before anything had violated her world. Serefina always felt unsubstantial beneath it. Despite the women in her family's diminutive stature, she was still the shortest of them at 5' 3''. She barely came up to Vallios chest. Her gaze shifted and she looked over at the vanity mirror. Could she be intimidating to the giant of a man? Admiring her slender body, she ran her hands over her rounded but muscular curves and wondered at the possibility. No, it wasn't her that intimidated him, she decided as she lifted a breast in her hand, the mound overfilling her hand. It was the consorting itself. Letting the flesh settle, she went for her comb and began to pull the tendrils out. Maybe her own insecurities were what was keeping her from asserting her place from her aunt. Yes, she was still grieving, but that didn't mean she was any less competent to do what she should. All she had to do was prove she was worthy to Vallios, and once accepted, she could take her place. But she kept hoping that there was some chance at freedom, that the longer she postponed things, the more of a chance she had. She was a fool to keep hoping.Yet, she couldn't help but yearn. Moving her gaze towards her window, she thought for a moment. People do insane things in their grief, do they not? If she went off without a companion, then of course she would be considered insane with grief, irresponsible for her actions. It wouldnt do well for the stability of the House, but since she wasnt Ruling Mother yet She debated for several long minutes while she brushed her hair out, finally taking the time to wind her long luxurious hair into a tight braid that wrapped around the crown of her head. If I dont do it now, I never will. And with that decided, she dressed and made her way into the attached room where her maid slept, and where her travel bags were kept. She could only afford to take one bag if her ruse was to be maintained. After all, a lady didnt leave without her bags. Once that was retrieved, she placed it on the edge of her bed, and began going through her closets, trying to decide what to wear. To keep it simple, she picked out two day dresses, and a modified tunic that she kept for sleeping. Those along with a pair of knickers she felt she could get in the stables would just have to do. And then it would simply be a matter of gathering an unnoticeable amount of food, taking a horse and leaving. No one would question her but her aunt or Vallios, and she was unlikely to encounter them, since her maid said that her aunt had left for a meeting. Packed, she took one last glance around the room and back up at the picture of her mother. Ill accept my role after this one taste of freedom, Mother. I promise. And with that, she exited, her intent for the kitchens and then the stable.