Thread: Opposite Ends ( Ava & ForeverMischievous )

Lydia breathed a sigh of relief when Amelia convinced him to tell her Lady the truth. His persistence to not drink from Lady Lock was comforting in the most profound way. Such a weight would be lifted from her shoulders, but even she too was nervous as to how the entire scenario would play out. She would have accepted him, had she been told the first night he arrived, but... lies had been said and had plenty of time to stew. Lydia could not remember a time when anyone had lied to Lady Ava. Quite honestly, she thought it impossible to lie to such a sweet and pretty face. Amelia was a lovely woman who had the mind of one and went with her heart. This was not the time to to lie to your allies. Ava accepted them as part of the Holtest army, would it really be that big of a surprise if she had managed to snag an actual Holtest? It was a bit of a surprise how he did not like being compared to the very people who bore him into this world. He was indeed a Holtest. Just as Ava was a Lock. You could change what your family represented, there was no reason to be ashamed. His attitude popped in and out, but Lydia no longer took it seriously. I would no sooner call you by your name than I would my Lady. If you no longer are a general then you are a Lord. There was no changing the woman's ways. So there was someone who still lived, that could shed some light on the original tale of these two families. He could not go alone. With the Locks patrolling the plains and the Holtest aching to spill the blood of their foes, it was not safe to wander out on one's own. She listened intently to his words and suddenly he dropped what he was staying. She and Amelia both watched as he stormed out the parlor doors and her Mistress' voice sounding from her room. Lydia trailed behind the flaming read haired girl and was fighting for air when she finally reached the room. Ava's eyes shot open as her bedroom door opened and Evanchest appeared, followed my Amelia, and poor Lydia. The raven haired girl sat up with both hands in her lap as green pools gazed at the debonair male walked up to the side of the bed. I am... so sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you. Her eyes moved over to the enchanting eyes of Amelia. A soft almost silent sigh of relief escaped her lips as the blankets were tossed aside and she crawled over to Amelia's side and gave her a quick hug and set her free. She remained on the edge of the bed and nodded her head to his question. Yes... there was so much blood and Amelia... and you... you were.... It was too gruesome. She fiddled with the bandage upon her finger. She waved her white flag for the topic and went on to another one. Evanchest? Did you find a book to your liking? Lydia averted her eyes and began idly fixing up the bed. She had used his alias name and Lydia was just ready to burst at the seams about their secret. Hence, doing something to occupy her mind. My head no longer hurts. She randomly stated. Something still weighed heavily within. Enough relaxing, who knows how much time we have? Did anything come up while I was... sleeping? Lydia coughed and caught Ava's attention. Do... you remember the tales I once told you about... the Locks and the Holtest? Ava sighed and nodded her head, Lydia please... The portly lady cut her off with a wave of a hand. A surprise to The Lady entirely. Lydia hadn't exactly planned where this was going to go, she had only intended to break the ice. There is someone who may know the original reason for this war. No? Lydia looked at Emmerick with an accusational glare as a hint to spit it out. Ava turned her eyes to look at Evanchest with a curious look. I am sorry about the story... if she told you. Which... she most likely did. I would safely assume that they are.... Holtest? But... that would mean Evanchest and Amelia both leaving and... and... if they go then... I. Go. It was an instant thought and Lydia sighed. No... no My Lady, you can not leave these walls. Ava felt as though something was being hidden. from her and that Lydia may have been on it. She was no acting like her usual self.