Thread: Three's A Crowd Of Four ( MissKitty and BloodRedRomeo)

Gurtie!! She heard the screech and the little footsteps running down the corridor. Instead of the feet though, the first thing she saw was the little mop of golden curls rushed towards her and collided with her skirts. She reached down and knelt at the same time to gather up the child into her arms. She would miss this. Her family though she was brimming with the excitement at the prospect of having her own family, even if the situation was a bit odd. Though she supposed things could be even more strange. Her husband to be was attractive and by all accounts quite virile, a gentleman too. It didnt hurt that his family had a fortune equal to that of the queen. Shed done well securing a marriage to someone wealthy. She should berate the child for dirtying the dress her mother had insisted she wear. Instead she kissed the childs head and made her way down the corridor, handing her sister reluctantly over to the governess. Knowing that living away from her family home, during the preparations and the wedding and the honeymoon, meant she likely wouldnt see them for some time. A shame because her two brothers were growing fast and her sweet little sister would not be little for long. She wondered about the honeymoon as she climbed into the carriage sent to fetch her and sat upright as her trunk was loaded into the back. This was the first time she was traveling alone and she had to admit she was a bit nervous. When it lurched to a stop she was a bit grateful to be able to stretch her legs. Gertrude wondered if shed meet the other brides then. Marianna did not wish her father goodbye. She did not hug him, did not kiss him. When the matron of the house told her the carriage had arrive she dressed quickly for the journey and dragged her trunk down the stairs herself and was pleased when the footman took it. They had been without servants for so long that Shed become accustomed to doing things for herself. And for her father. Though there was little worry of how her father would survive, the newly hired matron would care for him well. As long as he continued to pay her. If he didnt. Well. She supposed that wasnt her problem any longer. The trip was short for her, after all. She lived moments away from the destination, having met her intended before, even still as she rose and excited the carriage, she felt as if she was seeing him for the first time. After all. She would never have guessed hed agree to wed two other woman, her insecurities about everything from her appearance to her demeanor came to light. Still. She let her intended kiss her hand and inquired about the other two, was she the first to arrive. My Lady I really must insist. The footman who had loaded the trunks onto the carriage looked exasperated at the young woman astride the vicious mount. Airibella grinned and clicked her tongue against her teeth and her mount went from nothing to a full out run, she was a day and a half carriage ride out but her mount could make that in half that time. Shed arrive before many of her belongings, looking disheveled and all to pleased with herself. The last bride to arrive, and the least thrilled. One man was no different from the other, and since there was no affection to be had, since her husband to be now had two other wives to tend to she figured shed be left much to her own devices. She had wealth. Her parents had left her with a small fortune, but she would only have access to it when she wed, which was why even though she wasnt quite thrilled with the prospect of marriage the freedoms that the wealth of her inheritance and the wealth of her new husband would provide her with were a boon. She spun her mount in a circle, the wild, speckled grey gelding rearing up and she clung to her seat with her thighs as stable hands rushed forth to help her dismount and guide her beast to food and water that it sorely needed after such a long ride. She was a mess, her curls wild as they sat tousled behind her, and her lovely gown, splattered with the dust of the road.