Thread: Magical Birthright (UK_Rp_guy x Frogger)

He listens to her talk about her flight and is just damn happy she is here now with him. It has taken a number of months to make the arrangements and it seemed that her mothers lawyers wanted to really block this for some reason. He had a suspicion why but it was unproven and his attempts to determine who would want to prevent the visit remain unproven, certainly her mother had her reasons but this seemed more legal process interference. Watching her drift away from him into a restful sleep, he reflects again on her beauty and poise, she truly was a remarkable creature. His gaze drifted from his drive that was simple at such an early hour of the morning, barely any traffic let his mind wonder and his eyes wander. He thought back to the time he had to leave America after being recalled by the Council to take up his heredity seat that had been vacant since the passing of his mother some 3 years previous. He had already been divorced from Adas mother but the leaving to return to England and the knowledge that he would not be able to see her frequently was a gut churning decision he hated to have to make. He had always promised himself he would make time to return for visits but one on the Council and the turmoil of the past few years and infighting had made any absence almost impossible. The contacts in the airport, he understood but was confused by, as users of magic there was always a sensation when there was contact or extreme emotion but the experiences with her were not the same as others. He knew that the emotional charge of the reunion would unbalance him slightly and the behaviour with the fat golfer was very uncharacteristic, he usually saved such behaviour for the true transgressors who he was tasked to punish. He glanced at her whilst she slept, the face so perfect and serene, though the eyes were closed he imagined her brown eyes the lashes, the perfect nose, the lips, so soft and just needing to be kissed. Her chest rising and stretching the material of her blouse, the collar open and a tantalising view of her neck and shoulder showing. He thought to the moment of contact in the car and felt a flush as he thought of how it made him feel. When she moved her legs, his guiltily glanced at her strong smooth tanned legs and the briefest of glimpses of her underwear. He looks there and marvelled that this girl was his off spring and could look so perfect but also he felt more than a fatherly desire for her. By the time she had awoken, the sun was kissing the velvet blue night and the first pinks of dawn were painting the underside of the clouds. The fast motorway had changed to a winding road out along the hills and the views were of farm land, stone fences and cottages. Hi Honey, how did you sleep? We are nearly there and Yes, I will try to answer your questions, I live in a house inherited from my mothers side of the family. Well I call it a house, its Whitherby Hall, it contains some 5 bedrooms and a number of other rooms and places. Built 200 years or so ago and renovated by me in the most part. I live alone when I am there but often stay at a flat the company owns in London. He grins what else you want to know?