Thread: The Lady in Waiting (Lady Bloody Ava & Greeneyed23)

William actually had other ideas. he was making sure his brothers stayed away from their sisters and he would not be going near Rose for a good while. he was going to let the other nobles pester her about marriage until she was ready to go mad then he was going to present himself as a much more fruitful and less sickening option. He also wanted to have a clearer view of the competition before he began his attempts for the Lady Benedict's hand. And indeed that was wise as the competition was vast and fierce. First there were the Grangers themselves Rallon was a tall man, a full head taller than any other man and built powerfully resembling a tiger with lithe muscles forged in battle his long black hair framing his deeply tanned rugged and handsome face. he had many scars now but they did little to mar his masculine face. his voice was deep, rich, and powerful and he was gentle, polite, understanding, patient and wise. He had morals, and had been raised and educated to treat all with courtesy. His deep blue eyes hid the truth of him well but were often bright and happy, or had been, were often seen at the base of a number of funny jokes and pranks and also the base of a number of kind words and deeds. he had truly been the most loved son of York and even gone he was a deep presence to be overcome. His brothers all had his basic handsome face and the same blue eyes, though of differing shades, but beyond that the resemblance was nonexistent. William did resemble Rallon the most of all his brothers except James. James had been the spitting image of the elder brother he had only barely known actually and it had been this more than anything that had lead to his death at the hands of his own brothers, William himself having laid the noose over James' head and neck. William was also a powerfully built man though his muscle was more from the training area rather than use in anger or desperation and had never been put to the test or strain and he had certainly never gone out and helped work on his lands as Rallon had. His ear length hair was a deep chestnut brown his skin was lightly tanned and smooth his face unable to grow even the lightest beard. His eyes were a entrancing baby blue and he had often used them to draw in the local wenches. He was man who calculated at even even his pleasure but he was also a man of passion and danger, as his actions with his parents and the men he had framed had proven. He watched his fellows with a smile an a careful eye for detail. John was a thin version of his father who had been an old fat version of Rallon though heavier of jaw thicker in the brow and with green eyes. John had all of these though on his skeleton thin frame it made his head seem unnaturally large. His hair was a dirty blonde and hung to his nose though it was tapered in the back giving him a sort of bowl cut though overly long. he was not the thinker his older brothers or father had been though he did enjoy the power he commanded and also enjoyed the pain he could induce with his body and certain tools he had learned of in his younger years. a true sadist he delighted in causing pain to his lovers and inferiors, but was also a true coward hiding behind his brothers constantly. he was seeking rose only to bed her having no interest in her power. Erik was the beautiful one. He had bred true to his lovely mother. His face was handsome but in the most beautiful way. His full pouting lips and entrancing grey eyes, and his gorgeous fire red hair hung long, nearly to his waist. He was slim and fit and favored clothing as beautiful as himself. He was also a brilliant man having worked with William to develop this plot and he had performed the rape with the least passion as he preferred the challenge of a true romance as he saw his little games with the local wenches. He was also a gifted swordsman in his own right having hired the best teachers and coaches int he land to teach him how to handle his rapier though he had never truly used it nor even drawn it against an actual opponent. Micheal II was the living reincarnation of his grandfather. Fat to the point of obesity and greedy beyond belief, his bald head and cruel blue grey eyes lit only for profit. he sought only his own gain and had only been forced to aid his brothers because of his terror of Gregory. he now spent his time sitting on the council as their representative eating and drinking all he could get his hands on and conniving to gain more and more wealth. He was a rude and brusque man and had taken no pleasure in raping his sisters though Gregory had hinted that he had found great pleasure in the murders though Micheal had denied this. Either way Micheal was a man to be feared and reviled. And finally Gregory. First though we must speak of Lord and Lady Granger. They had been good strong parents. they had disciplined and denied their children unneeded desires. Rallon, James, and the ten daughters had been wonderful. Something had simply gone wrong with William, john, Erik, and Micheal. poor Gregory had been a sweet boy but with the loss of his beloved brother Rallon first to the city, then the people, then rose, then finally the Holy land he had been shaped, by his anger, into a beast. He was a tall man, even taller than Rallon, but he appeared to be a squat troll of a man. his every muscle bulged massively and his strength was truly immense. His hair was jet black and coarse his long black beard and heavy body hair making him look even more like a wolf especially with the dead black eyes his face held. When he had been twelve, he had startled Rallon by lifting a cart full of hay entirely off the road and out of the way of oncoming horse. Now his strength was even more impressive. He had broken many in the ring and even more in bar brawls. he sought only to fight and cause pain. Not because he enjoyed seeing them in pain as such things often made him angrier, but simply to share his pain. he was a brutal and aggressive man and it had been he who had beaten his sisters. Their resemblance to his mother had enraged him and it had taken William's sharp words to keep him from killing them and to keep Gregory from crushing his parents corpses to pulp. Even now he was at the local tavern waiting for someone to start something, though of course no one dared with him there. This only served to make him angrier. he cursed Rallon and yet again prayed, he was a deeply religious man, that his oldest brother would be home soon. I have something for you brother... 3 Locks and 6 Degans The six Degans, four brothers and two cousins, were all handsome strong lean men with the Degan black hair deep brown eyes and handsome though untrustworthy faces. Each of them, Yancy, Markus, Illion, Harold, Titus, and Timothy were aiming directly at Rose but were also trying to maintain their families war with the Locks. The war was heating up so badly that they were unable to focus on Rose as much as they would have liked but the problem was if they let themselves get distracted they would end up dead like their servants. The Locks, Willaim, Roran, and Edward, were of a similar frame of mind. Each of them had their mother's golden hair blue eyes and their father's impressive bodies. They dressed even better than the fashionable Degans and were known for their cunning as well as their abilities in combat. The two Harts were twin brothers. Blocky, stocky, dumb, dull, and far too wealthy, they had little renown and no place in York, and they hoped, one or both of them could win Rose's affections and gain both. The Bruins, three sons, Jeru, Farley, Narfatrill, and their widower father Jeod had arrived in town last year and were all eager for Rose to wed them and were all trying to sue their significant wealth to gain her favor. Each looked exactly the same big hulking men with thick heavy facial features and thick curly brown hair and brown cow eyes. Lord Trast was handsome distinguished trim old man with gorgeous white hair,t he calming voice on the council, had become infatuated with rose, despite his current marriage to his dead wife's youngest sister. He had already offered to divorce her for rose. The seven lords Kuther, Wittle , Harshmatter, Vernon, Callow, Johns, and Hall and their sons were all on the council and each had their own reasons for wanting Rose. Some wanted her as a mistress, some as a wife, some as both, some simply for the wealth and position she held, and a few even just wanted to hurt Rallon who they hated for a number of petty reasons they would not dare take up with him were he present. In addition were several local actors, the town blacksmith, two farmers, the captain of the Royal guard, and three bankers, none of whom had noble blood, but had wealth,fame, or use of a sort were all also interested in gaining Rose's favor. All in all more than fifty men were fighting for the lady's hand. And if that were not enough William had learned that Prince John had sent another letter. he knew full well the contents of the first, and the second was little better. this one offered to forgive the lack of Rallon's existence if Rose would wed Prince john and while joining her fortunes to his, also she would bear him and heir to replace Richard upon the throne. William thought it unlikely but it was possible she would accept. Tia had never thought sailing would be so dull. she was slouched on the main deck watching the endless waves of the Mediterranean with lifeless eyes. She was bored already. Fortunately she also knew the letters were safe and she was fine. There had been one incident of a man trying to have a taste of her. he was dead now and had no tongue or cock. She wondered if anyone else would pester her this trip. she was not in the mood. Still she was on her way to England and this Lady Rose and was now one day closer.