Thread: The Perplex Parcel Pursuit Project (darkangel76 p Lotherio)

Charlottes mind almost immediately began to wander as Mathieu began to speak. Her fairytale dreams were somehow unfolding before her, in all the ways her parents had warned they never could. Never would. HA! Wouldnt they be shocked speechless to see her now? To witness the lovely words of this dashing and intellectual man. A man so learned that he was her own personal tutor, one who would mold and manipulate her mind into understanding even the most exotic of oddities. Yes, they would indeed not know what to say when theyd realized that theyd been wrong for so long. Then, she could look upon them, smug and haughty, and speak the words shed so long wished to utter, I told you so! But, Charlotte knew shed never get the chance to say such words to her parents. Telling them would only cause them to stop her from leaving and that just could not happen. No. She wouldnt let this opportunity of a lifetime go. It was her only chance at freedom, at getting away from James watchful eye. Lost in thought as she was lost in his eyes, Charlotte suddenly noticed that Mathieus hand had taken a hold of hers. He held it firmly, but not tightly. The pressure just enough to send a wave of heat over her body and along her skin. Oh no, this was definitely no longer a game. And she suddenly began to wonder just what it would be hed be tutoring her in. A strange sensation had suddenly taken root in her tummy and it told her that perhaps there was something more she hadnt noticed. Not yet. Shaking her head slightly and then blinking, Charlotte allowed herself to find reality once more. Giving Mathieu a smile, she watched him bring her hand to his lips. Oh, the feel of those lips against her skin was just marvelous. She wondered if this was only because the lips owner was him or No. It was because they were his. Her heart pounding, she felt her cheeks redden yet again, oh the way this man made her react! Charlotte giggled softly and answered, I should be most pleased to start so soon, Mr. De La Motte. Her breath quickened just a bit as a wave of nerves washed over her. I will not disappoint you. I swear that to you. She gave him another smile just then. I am in your hands now, Mr. De La Motte. Wholly and completely. I entrust myself to you and your better judgment. Charlotte bit down on her lip. She couldnt believe this was happening, that this man was willing to take her under his wing and teach her about the world. That hed care for her as he did so. It was more than she could have ever dreamed, yet the reality was before her and she was going to seize it. I best get home then, Mr. De La Motte. I have much to do before I meet you this eve at eleven. But, I promise you. I will be there. At that, Charlotte gave Mr. De La Motte a low curtsy, yet again, giving him the pleasure of viewing her body if he so chose. When she stood up, she smiled and quickly took her leave. Charlotte quickly found the valet caring for Olberon and then headed back to the estate. The stable boy had been on watch for her and saw to tending the horse upon her arrival. Luckily, her parents and James had heeded her requests for privacy due to feeling ill. And she knew the respect they were seeming to show her would only serve to make her getaway that much easier. Of course, shed have to part with a few more items before managing her escape, but no matter. Shed have no need of such trinkets ever again anyway. Finding her largest piece of luggage, Charlotte packed whatever clothing she could along with some accessories, shoes and her purses. She also packed anything valuable she might be able to trade for coin should she run out, though she did have a substantial sum tucked away that she could bring along as well. Once everything was set, she bribed the same servant girl with one of her most prized necklaces, the one with the shimmering red stone. And again, the stable boy offered his assistance in seeing her to the harbor. Given that shed be carrying luggage, he knew shed need a carriage. He had a friend in town who ran a transport service and managed to get the courier to send word to him to pick her up at 10 in the eve. It was all so perfectly planned. She knew shed get away with it. Her parents would learn the truth next day, she was certain. But, by then, shed have already left port with her Mr. De La Motte. Charlotte scribbled a note and handed it to the stable boy so that he could give it to her family when they finally realized shed gone missing. It told of her meetings with her tutor and how she wished to learn more of the world by his side as his prize pupil. It told of how she longed for someone to see the potential in her as her tutor did, someone who understood her. It told of how she would no longer remain hostage in her familys estate, that from that day forward she would be under the care of her tutor and her decision was final. When the carriage stopped, the stable boys friend helped Charlotte out and removed her luggage from its roof. He assisted her in bringing it down to the harbor docks as she began to look for the boat with the figure head and, of course, her Mr. De La Motte. After scanning the area, she finally saw the wings hed mentioned. Smiling, she pointed to the boat and began to make her way towards it, the boy with her luggage not far behind. As Charlotte approached the boat, she saw a silhouette. One she hoped belonged to her tutor. The one man shed sworn to obey, in no uncertain terms. Heart fluttering, she quickened her pace, hoping to reach the boat sooner. Longing to once again be in the company of Mr. De La Motte.