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Thread: An Arrangement (Methos and Corporal Bunny)

Alexander noted Emelines form seeming to become slightly rigid as she sought to make herself seem as large as possible. His lips tried to hide a grin as it was a rather amusing site, for the woman was likely many things but large of stature was clearly not one of them. As they walked down the hallway he asked curiously Are they always like that to you? He seemed slightly puzzled by what he had encountered. A moment later he inquired And what had you been trying to say when they stopped you from talking? The only matter that had caused Alexander any particular worry, that rumours of Emelines attractiveness and artistic renditions were highly exaggerated had been easily laid to rest. Rather than needing to steel himself to do his duty, for his country, he was rather looking forward to consummating things. He felt her hand resting upon his arm and then a rather sharp tug upon it as she seemed to slip. Alexanders other arm moved to her to seek to lift her upwards and steady her. With a measure of concern he inquired Are you alright? Alexanders country was not as rich as others. Clearly the palace was something of an exception to the general norm of his homeland. Like most of royal blood, the finer things were present in abundance. The palace itself had been enriched with captured look from foreign wars and naturally from tax revenues which didnt find their way into sustaining the military. The Duke seemed uncertain whether he should be annoyed that his servants were all but openly leering at Emeline or flattered. He seemed to settle upon annoyed as he glared at them. As they inquired why he was here rather than waiting for the banquet as was expected. Yes, I know there is a banquet and that its starting soon. These sorts of things dont escape me. On the other hand my lovely bride to be here, is rather famished and wishes to have something to eat immediately. Tell her what you can bring her quickly and then fetch her whatever it is she wants. Alexander nudged Emeline slightly as though to prompt her to inquire as to what the kitchen could bring her. After all having just met the woman he had absolutely no idea what would sate her appetites. Having her leaning against him as she was happened to be causing his mind to wander so he pressed himself to focus Tell them what you want.
Thread: An Arrangement (Methos and Corporal Bunny)

Emeline only responded with a brief nod. Enjoying the sound of his deep voice at he rolled over her, causing a slight shiver. A shiver not from chill, but pleasure. I..-I was simply going to comment that the travel here was not at all pleasurable. She frowned, feeling silly for insisting she voice that opinion before. It was just a simple statement, but the fact that she could not even whisper it had made its importance swell. Gathering herself she resettled the distance between them, missing the press of his warmth against her. She felt almost like a burden during the conversation between the cook and his Master. Giving a brave smile at his encouragement she brushed a hand over her delicate throat as she contemplated, A glass of wine will do nicely, until the banquet starts. She was, in fact parched, and faint. The sugar of wine would give her some energy while the rich juices would quench her thirst. After all, I suspect Id rather be hungry during the Banquet. A full mouth is a ladys excuse not to talk with pinning nobles. Her lips stretched into a charming smile, a dimple appearing on her left cheek as her eyebrows rose. The cook stared agape at her for a moment causing her to frown. Perhaps, her Aunts constant collaring was needed. Finally the servant conveyed the order towards a female maid, whos skirts swayed hastily as she shuffled away to get a glass. Emeline stood awkwardly, her fingers playing over the Dukes sleeve cuff idly as she contemplated her place in the new kingdom. Was as her Aunt had suggested? You are but money to him, and a step for our rising title. Pursing her lips she glowered, her expressive face doing little to mask her active thoughts.
Thread: An Arrangement (Methos and Corporal Bunny)

Alexander offered her a bemused look as he observed All that fuse was them not wanting you to say that it was a rather long journey and you didnt care for it? He shook his head slightly as he smiled I was just being polite by saying I had hoped you had a pleasant journey. Unless you can fly like a bird it was likely to be a less than grand thing. He didnt seem particularly off put by her having said as much. The Duke simply remained quiet while he let Emeline express what she desired the culinary staff to bring her. Although she had claimed to be hungry evidently she was content to settle for some wine. The cook inquired White or red? The cook sent two servants scurrying to grab one of each so as to be able to accommodate either choice relatively quickly. A large goblet was set down in front of the cook by a female serving girl who smiled at Emeline rather pleasantly. Alexander looked slightly amused as she suggested that eating was a way to avoid talking to pining nobles. He chuckled softly and leaned in towards her as he smiled And hopefully that shall not include a way to avoid talking to me. His hand rested on her lightly as he rather teasingly noted Now that youve revealed that trick to me, I can tell you that you shall not be particularly successful in causing me to fall for it! Two servants had returned with bottles of both red and white wine. They appeared to look at Emeline rather anxiously to answer as to what sort of whine she desired. Given that wine itself was a slightly vague request. As Emelines fingers toyed with the cuff of his shirt he seemed bemused and leaned in towards her to lightly kiss her neck. He had no way to know exactly what she was thinking but her expression was recognizable enough to him. Dont worry, everything will be fine. He assured her as he tried to sooth whatever unknown fears lurked within her mind.
Thread: An Arrangement (Methos and Corporal Bunny)

Emeline smiled at the serving girl in return. Reaching for the white wine as she felt the Dukes lips on her neck. She colored a becoming pink as she bit her lip in surprise. She turned towards him, her green eyes dark and wide, Youre not suppose to do that sort of thing she chided, sounding like her Aunt. Yes, that sort of affection was frowned upon in public especially with one who wasnt your wife. Though, as Emeline contemplated it, she gathered that he wasnt often told what not to do let alone what he could do. Feeling ill at ease she reached for the glass once more, bringing it to her lips. She sipped delicately as her thoughts raced. A new home, new traditions it made her feel even more faint. Change was good-- With a inclination of her head she thanked the servants for their good choice of beverage. Feeling the liquid sooth her dry mouth and warm her skin she sighed. At least, she credited the wine with those reactions. She warmed more when he reassured her, his voice low and intimate. Blinking she soothed over his cuff that she had begun to wrinkle in her worry. Who exactly are we meeting? she asked as she began to sway forward towards where all the maids were traveling. She looked like a curious child as she pitched forward with her whine glass, balancing on one foot as she stretched to peer around a pillar and corner. Strawberry curls complimented her now pink complexion. Perhaps a bit of wine would ease her disposition. An elderly maid looked at the new Lady lovingly as she bustled past the Duke. With a smile she inclined her head towards the Duke, seeming to approve his choice of female companions.
Thread: An Arrangement (Methos and Corporal Bunny)

Alexander noted the blush that coloured Emelines cheeks as his lips brushed against her neck. A roguish smile graced the Dukes lips as he regarded her. As she stated he shouldnt do that sort of thing he asked And why not? He leaned in towards her and let his dark eyes gaze down into those wide green eyes. We are to be married soon enough, why should I be deprived the pleasure of it? A sly look crossed his features as he noted And I doubt the troubles your aunt has filled your head with were principally centered around your prospective husband being too eager to have you in his bed. He did seem rather used to getting exactly what he wanted. Although given that he hand ample lands in his own right for several years now, and commanded on a battlefield if not the totality of his country as yet, what he wished to transpired seemed to be the reality he was used to. His arm slipped round her waist as she drank wine, he waited rather patiently for her to quench her thirst. He flipped the servants a coin to reward them for their trouble before they returned rather swiftly to the banquet preparation that were consuming the attention of the kitchen staff. As she asked who they were to meet, presumably at the banquet, Alexander remarked Hmm at the banquet everyone who is anyone really. All the great lords of both kingdoms will be there with most of the rest of the nobility in attendance. As for who will specifically want to meet us well those who dont want to be seen as not doing so. They dont want their loyalty questioned. Not to mention those that hope by being among the first to ingratiate themselves that they have some hope for advancement. He grinned slightly Oh and naturally anyone whom is even distantly related to either of us will want to take the chance to remind us that you or I have some relative in common with them three generations back. He noted her trying to peek into the hall beyond as she peered around a pillar. A grin graced his lips as he leaned in towards her as he noted . In any case you shall be the centre of attention. Or we shall but I suspect they have a better idea of who I am, hence it shall be you who are the object of curiosity. He seemed to consider what if any he should offer on dealing with that and then noted Just be polite, no one really expects anything much at these sort of things. Just be the blushing bride happy to be about wed and pleased to make their acquaintance. Its what they expect so theyll just accept it and not ask a whole lot of questions. He winked to her as he noted So long as I act arrogant and authoritative no one really questions what I do. Its how they expect I should act so they just accept it.
Thread: An Arrangement (Methos and Corporal Bunny)

Emeline simply looked at the Duke her betrothed. Before she could even that retort about her informant he had already dismissed her Aunts argument. Her eyebrows furrowed prettily as she regarded him, turning to face him as she finished her wine. Because, she said simply, It is not proper. Technically, she was correct. Ideally man and his wife lived apatheticly and quiet polite yet distant. Not proper--especially in public. Emeline wondered briefly if her husband even knew what being proper was about. She had been trained, as a lady, during many tedious hours. It was a wonder Emelines mind hadnt dulled during the hours of tea pouring, mending, embroidery and dancing. Her only real outlet during her refinement had been music. Though, even that had been monitored. Helena had always claimed Emelines bad temperament was due to her parents lack of proper discipline when she was young. For once a child reaches a certain age, she would say, -the good characteristics can not be developed. But, the bad can be beaten out. Emeline wondered briefly if the Duke had ever had unappealing characteristics--based on social standards, beat out of him. The thought caused a rather amused smile to light her eyes as she regarded him. No, she couldnt even imagine her betrothed as a infant. She had met him, briefly as a child-- remembered saying something silly to him and perhaps pushing him down much to her parents amusements. Emeline shook her head at him slightly, more to regain her bearings. Strawberry curls floated about her face as her eyes teased him, You mean, you ACT arrogant and dominating? Tilting her head back she peered up at him through her lashes, Yes, I can imagine how exhausted you may become through the night, having to keep that faade up. Rolling her eyes playfully she handed her glass to a passing maid who bowed deeply before hurrying out of sight. The young woman walked back towards her fianc. They had but a moment more before they were announced and she was pushed out once more into an unknown environment. So, I must pretend Im happy to marry a man after my dowry? she mused aloud, an icy tone entering the tease. A woman couldnt help but have girlish fantasies and expectations, despite the proof of marriage-- the grim reality.
Thread: An Arrangement (Methos and Corporal Bunny)

Alexander grinned to Emeline as she seemed to try to explain to him that it wasnt proper. I dont give a damn about whats proper. He glanced around him as he observed Soon enough they are all mine to command, so what I say is proper shall be what is proper. He stepped towards her and sought to pull her towards him rather intent on letting his lips crush against her own. A rather mischievous smile would be Proper would say that I shouldnt do this now but it would be perfectly fine if I paid not a moments attention to you prior to the wedding, and spent the next several days preoccupied with wine, a variety of eager serving maids and the odd prostitute. He winked to her as he noted Would you prefer I was proper in that particular fashion? Alexander had had people attempt to teach him manners. Unfortunately he hadnt paid them a great deal of head as hed called them nattering old men and women, then insisted that they bring in the tutors who went on at length about famous battles, generals and kings. Or he simply wandered off to the courtyard and found his practice sword. It had been a rather losing effort. Thus her attempts to persuade him that in public was especially not proper were met with an impish grin as he sought to kiss her and his hand moved to press to her thigh and then slide upwards to grope her ass. Im afraid you shall have to think me very improper then wife. He winked to her as he noted As I dont give a damn if its supposed to be improper. The Duke did have his unappealing characteristics, he was impetuous, and arrogant. However, confidence and bravado had not been things which had been discouraged in a future king. Rather a confident and commanding bearing had been encouraged from a young age, so while some discouraged such characteristics his had been fostered. Alexander let his hand slip to play with a few of those strawberry curls. He grinned as he said I dont just act that way. I mean when people ask me something and Im not entirely sure what theyre talking about or how I should respond I just say something arrogant and domineering. They expect that from me so it satisfies them. He shrugged slightly as he noted If youre meant to rule you are expected to dominate and ooze confidence. Just as youre expected to ride into the thick of battle as an example for others, a certain attitude is expected. Alexander offered her a grin as she stated that she was supposed to expected to be happy to be marrying him when he wanted her dowry. I do have to marry you, I dont have to want to do things that are improper to you. If its any consolation to you, of the possible girls that would have been suitable for me to marry Id probably have picked you in any case. He grinned to her You have no idea how horribly spoiled and obnoxious half the women in your position are. He smirked slightly But if youre looking for me to apologize for not having rescued you from a dragon, or your wicked uncle who had you imprisoned in a tower or something along those lines as in a story, Im not going to. That would be a damn lot of work for something that was going to happen anyhow.
Thread: An Arrangement (Methos and Corporal Bunny)

Emeline merely peered up at her betrothed, her eyes shimmering, Youve already saved me, if you find my Aunt to be to the liking of a dragon. With a dimpled smile she pressed her palm to the outline of Alexanders bicep in jest an excuse to further explore the large mans physique. Turning her head away from him she ignored his other responses about improper conduct. Hiding her coloring cheeks from him she perked when she heard the assertive thud of metal upon marble--their cue. Finally, looking up at him she responded, If you wished to be improper or take a mistress, I am to accept this. Her lips pursed into a thin line before her eyes left his to linger on the threshold. As the servant finished the entrance announcement Emeline step forward. The ball room was extravagant, lavished in candles, rich cloths and decorations. More startling, was the crowd of nobles, heads bowed as they awaited the Duke and his new bride her. Raising her chin Emeline breathed deeply, her lips quirking up to give her a graceful yet mischievous look. Scanning over the mass of guests she saw a lot of women, regarding her with judgmental eyes. Her eyes flicked to the Duke as they began to descend the stairs. Not a woman to dance around a topic, nor one looking to embarrass herself she looked at him with concern. How many of these women were your Mistresses? she inquired, trying to appear confident. She wouldnt want to be blindsided by a jealous lover of her fiance, so it would be useful information. The servants around faltered a bit, eyes darting nervously about as they overheard her question.
Thread: An Arrangement (Methos and Corporal Bunny)

Alexander grinned to Emeline as he casually observed Your aunt might be a little long in the tooth though Id not noticed her breathing any fire. He felt her hand sliding over his arms and seeming to explore the rather bulging form of his bicep, tricep and deltoid. The duke leaned in towards her as he remarked Although if you want to reward me for saving you all the same.. That same mischievous smile darted across his lips as he noted Im sure you can come up with a way. As Emeline informed him that should he wish to do improper things it was proper for her to accept that. He looked bemused as he leaned in towards her ear as he remarked I would think that a good wife to strive to ensure that I felt no urge to do any such thing hmm? After all shouldnt you be trying to satisfy your husband in every way. That sounds like it would be veryproper. As they were called into the banquet he raised his hand to wave to those greeting him. A charming smile graced his lips as he seemed to fall into the role of gracious host. As it became apparent that many of the women below were scrutinizing his bride, he heard Emeline ask how many of them had been his mistress. He leaned in to Emeline and pressed his lips to her cheek as he murmured Only the pretty ones darling. The banquet gave way to further reception, much planning and organization to bring about the ceremony itself several days later. The Duke had endured all the preparations with as much patience as he could manage and a minimum of complaining. His father the King had been slightly sympathetic but simply indicated that ceremony was ever the bane of royalty. Thus he found himself slightly anxious to get this all over with so he could suffer less scrutiny than was currently the case. However, now he was clad rather formally in black trimmed with purple. A purple cape edged with ermine was draped from his shoulders and his silver diadem rested upon his brow. He looked every inch the royal as he lingered in one of the back rooms of the temple. He waited while others were seated within to be called in for the ceremony to be conducted..at least if nothing else he had the consummation to look forward to.
Thread: An Arrangement (Methos and Corporal Bunny)

Peeking from behind the curtains Emeline regarded the mass of guests. Rows and rows of strangers. Emeline felt a rough tug on the strings of her corset a last adjustment to her outfit. Dressed in pure white the petite woman looked like an angel, the candle light reflecting the gold hue of her strawberry hair. Her hair was pinned, as usual, however this time the heavy locks curled delicately. Tamed under bands of diamonds her locks practically glowed. The defined line of her jaw shadowed the delicate column of her throat, finally etched collar bones exposed to the warm air. Her wedding dress swept across her shoulders, rather than over, accentuating the lovely swell of her breasts as it embraced her. The ivory corset drew in her waist, creating a very pleasing, but almost unbelievable curve before the silken material draped over her wide hips. Lace trimmed every possible edge, softening the lines against her supple form. Appearing from the corner of the gathering Emeline began her journey to her betrothed her future husband. She held her head high, her chin jutting stubbornly. The hallow of her throat sunk in at her barely contained pants of panic. The heavy train of her dressed made her cumbersome, the tightness of her corset causing breath to escape her. She was adorned with an appealing blush, the flush spreading from her cheeks to her breasts. She wore a simple ribbon around her neck, her Aunt wanting her to appear as angelic, pure, and virginal as possible. Though, with the look of apprehension in her emerald eyes she looked more like a dove ready to take flight. Shuddering as she came to a brisk halt in front of him she stared at his chest, which was even with her nose due to her height. The ceremony began, as the priest blessed them. Chancing a glance up at her fianc from beneath her lashes she wondered what emotions she would see swirling in the depths of his eyes.
Thread: An Arrangement (Methos and Corporal Bunny)

Alexander found himself standing before the alter with a number of clergymen standing in front of him. He waited with as much patience as he could muster. His head turned slightly letting his dark eyes scan the crowd. The leading family of two countries and then an assorted horde of dignitaries were assembled behind him. He muttered Big turn out.. To himself as he cooled his heels at the front of the room. Soon he saw Emeline making her way towards the alter. A smile graced his lips as he watched her approach. She looked radiant as she was clad in white, with a corset accentuating her curves and diamonds giving her a sparkle. His dark eyes glimmered as he looked at her, while she was clad in white to appear pure that white corset was filling his mind with many unpure thoughts. His gaze fell on the blushing woman and he offered her what he thought would be a reassuring smile. He extended his hand towards her and sought to take her own. Thereafter, he simply waited as the music slowly died down and the priests launched into the religious ceremony. The blessings of the divine were invoked and Alexander schooled his features to appear to be properly solemn as suited the content. Although he shifts his features towards a smile as the priest asked if he took the Lady Emeline to be his wife with all the usual notions of it being a permanent arrangement regardless of circumstance. While startling the crowd with some unusual response tempted him he refrained from doing so, stated with appropriate force and solemnity I do. Thereafter, there was the recital of various expectations to her. All those important things about serving and obeying until death previous to the corresponding question being put to Emeline with respect to whether she wished to marry him. As the functionaries stood by with the rings, and a crowd of people were watching expecting one answer from her, it fell to her to answer.