Thread: Retribution Sought with Royal Blood (Lady Bloody Ava & Primeval Exile)

Bella knew the answer but...Your honesty is refreshing. At least I know that you'll be just as charming to Gabriella, should I fail. A soft and reassuring kiss was pressed to his lips before she tugged at his hand and smiled his way. Come, you truly do owe me a tour. It's been a while since I've been here and not been limited to a certain area. Those emerald eyes held a spark and a dare at the same time. Daring him to tease and come at her. To pry her open and get to know her all the more. Pass the knowledge of a cousin. Geoffrey listened to his brother and watched the look in his eyes until he could no longer an turned his eyes to look upon the flames beneath the mantle. A week was quick enough and the kingdom loved their King and Prince so they would love to celebrate the union. Arabella could be in no safer hands, this was reassuring. I'll take you up on your offer of an adjutant and brother... it goes without saying that I am a more than willing pawn for you. I am an extension of you. I would put myself on the front lines if you declared war. You are important. I am the Duke, by declaration of our father before his passing. What I am saying is yes, brother, your colors fly above my own, as they always should. Pardon me, but brother it is an odd request because all know that this family is my utmost priority. My daughter is safe and should Bella fail in producing an heir, we have Gabriella. You've never steered this family wrong and by offering my daughters I only ask that you protect this family, which you have done. I've no doubt that if one fails, then the other will prevail. God forbid, but childbirth is risky. Arabella may die. There is always a risk. My daughter is confident and hopefully, it carries on. Geoffrey down the contents of the tankard that he had neglected all this time and he liquid arrows erased the rest of his nerves. Fuck the Lanolyts. Let them die out. Gabriella sat with her other at the table as the two dined in silence. Meredith knew her daughter like the back of her hand. She told Geoffrey to let Gabriella in on the news about her sister's arranged marriage and, as always, she was right. Meredith knew that Wilhelm's orders were not to be questioned, but it was a rather odd request. Gabriella... talk to me, child. Emerald eyes look down the lengthy wooden table to her mother. The woman was a gem all her own. The Lady was the eldest daughter of the Guthren family. Smart and beautify with a grace that few could replicate. Mother... this arrangement between Edwin and Arabella makes me feel uneasy. I do not envy Bella, far from it. I am scared for her. The hazel-eyed Lady smiled and placed her spoon down to give her daughter her undivided attention. Dear, your sister agreed. She loves you and accepted her fate. It could be worse. It truly could be. They could be wed to someone worse off. Someone with no care for their well being. At least with Edwin, her sister was safe. Gabriella knew that her mother was right, but what was with this feeling of disgust. It wasn't like he was their brother. Thank you, mother. If you'll excuse me I'm going to take a much-needed bath and get ready for the evening. With a nod of her mother's head, the girl was dismissed. Along the way to her quarters, something detoured the beautiful girl to land in the garden. It wasn't as large as where Arabella was, but it was beautiful. Both girls had a hand in planting some of the flowers. Guards were stationed here and there, but here was where one could have the most privacy. The modest emerald gown brought out the matching hue of her eyes. Her hairstyle just as complicated as ever and up with pearl-tipped pins keeping it in place. She had to wait until her father's return before she could visit her sister. The very thought of the wedding day sickened her. The wedding night! Gabriella would trade places with her sister in a heartbeat, but was it for the right reasons? This is mad! She cried out before walking off to her chambers and throwing herself face first onto the plush surface of her ornate bed and laid there to clear her mind.