Thread: Rescueing Montague: A 7th Sea Romance (darkangel76 & doom)

Re Rescueing Montague A 7th Sea Romance darkangel76 doo Alexandria awoke with a start when the servant gently shook her awake. Her dreams had been so very vivid and all had centered on Valroix. It was more than unnerving, though she knew she couldnt ignore them. Taking a breath, Alexandria gave the servant a nod and gestured that they leave her alone. She needed to process what had happened for a moment. And alone, with no one to bother her. Those dreams had been so very real, her body still trembling from them, the emotions, the sensations. Biting down on her lip, she closed her eyes briefly, letting her body recall the wondrous feelings that her dreams of Valroix had done to her. Almost instantly, she felt her skin get warm as a heated rush washed over her. Her eyes snapping open, she let out the breath shed taken. At that moment, Alexandria hurried to get herself ready. Shed slept much longer than shed wanted to and now she knew shed be late to the very meeting she, herself, had set up. This wasnt going to go over well. At least, not in the beginning luckily, her dreams of Valroix made her hope that hed at least hear her out, if not more. Visions of the future were not always certain and subject to change, but these dreams felt too real to be so easily influenced so quickly. So, she made haste and went to find the man she hoped would aid her in her quest. Alexandria, hood pulled over her head, walked through the bustling streets of Camelot. She was nearly certain Valroix would be waiting for her. Or at least, she hoped he would be. When she finally approached the inn in which theyd met the night before, she inhaled deeply to help calm her nerves. A strange thing for one of both Sorte and Fey blood to need, but there she was needing it. Desperately no less. Letting out the breath slowly, she pushed open the door. The inn was busy this time, clientele walking about, conversing, eating, drinking. Off to the side, Alexandrias pale eyes caught sight of Valroix. Her breath caught and she remembered the feel of his lips and hands on her body, those dreams coming to the forefront of her mind. He was clean now, presentable. He looked of the drawing shed been given by one of her sisters. Alexandria squared her jaw, determined not to let Valroix see that she was actually nervous now, not wanting him to know anything of her dreams, her visions. She walked over to him and gave him a curt bow and nod. His face was unreadable and his eyes looked at her so differently than they had in her dreams. It almost upset her. M'Lady, do you find my appearance more acceptable this morning? I believe you asked that I prove myself, I am prepared, Valroix stated plainly, not showing any indication that he was annoyed that Alexandria was late to the very meeting she had arranged. Nodding, Alexandria gave Valroix a cool smile. Im glad to hear it, sir, she responded. Come, let us take leave here. There are too many eyes and ears. At that, Alexandria led Valroix outside and to a somewhat secluded alley. She needed to see what he could do with her own eyes. In a place like Camelot, not all was as it seemed. Every beautiful city had its dark side and she needed to see if this man who somehow had gained both notoriety and infamy could truly do all that was claimed of him. But first, she also needed to know where his allegiance lied. Before you show me what you can do. I have a question to ask, Alexandria began. What do you know of Montague?