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

Marianna Marianna sighed, putting a stop to her wringing hands. She tended to fiddle when she was nervous. And she was nervous now. They werent to be married today of course, there was so much to plan, and with three woman doing the planning, three brides to contend with, there was sure to be the occational disagreement to delay things. The plan though was for the end of a week. After all, they couldnt expect the populous to waiting much longer then that and, they had already delayed things by months after hearing the news of his brothers deaths. She didnt love her husband to be, but he was pleasant to look at and by all accounts a good man, though there had been no real spark when they had first met but he had made her laugh and was polite. She was lucky, what with the reputation her father was growing in his perpetual state of mourning, she would have been lucky to find another match. She urged herself forward. Nash, its good to see you. Shed bow slightly and offer her hand. Using his first name as he had requested of her in the past. Her hair pulled back in a braided style that was much the fashion of the time, though it didnt really suit her. Am I the first to arrive? A silly question, of course she was the first, there was no one else there, she moved to say hello to his parents, offering her condolences once again for the loss of their other two sons. Shed attended the services, even as there was talk of her fianc being promised to one of the other woman over her. She hadnt known his brothers well, save for the odd greeting here and there. Though to be fair, she didnt know her husband to be that well either. Though they would have plenty of time to remedy that she was sure. A slight smile, interrupted by the sound of yet another carriage. All her insecurities suddenly came to the surface. Would this woman be prettier, better read, more engaging? Would her husband like his other brides more then her, and if he did, what would she do? Men could have mistresses and all a woman could do is suffer in silent protest. These woman would be his wife as well, and she knew nothing of them. What if they were awful. Would she have to spend the rest of her days kowtowing to another woman who had her husbands favor? She did know that they were royal as well, or at the least, came with a great deal of power, she'd never met either of them, or if she had, it hadn't been so notable an experience that she could recall them by name. From what she knew, the youngest of the three of them had only just come of age. A part of her worried that would be enough to make her a favorite, after all, every man wants a young thing on his arm. Not that Marianna was old, no, she was quite lounging fact and the doctors that had examined her had said she was at the perfect age to bear young. A good thing, because although her husband would never have her Father's title, the title would fall to her until there was a male hire. The next Cart royal to receive the title of Barron would have there Addington name. If her husband saw fit to take her to bed. A blush blossomed on her cheeks at that thought. Where there were some woman who looked pretty blushing. She wasn't that sort. On her a blush looked awkward and uncomfortable. And when it was mentioned it only grew. Her worries did not show on her face though, and the blush suceeded when no one mentioned it. She sided beside the man she was to marry, wanting to meet this woman as well, after all, the woman would still be a sister in law... wouldn't she? The door opened and behind her trunk being brought in by servants, was a blonde woman splendidly dressed and quite the picture of loveliness. She began wringing her hands again.