Thread: Dynasty of Blood (Alvis Alendran & Danidoo88)

Cat had been prepared for many things. For instance, she had been prepared for the nobleman to sweep Alana off of her feet and carry her away to his large and well appointed mansion where he would begin the slow ha! or otherwise seduction. She had been prepared to watch as the two fell madly in love whilst she withered away into an old maid, cleaning house for them and their horde of spoiled brats for the rest of her days. She had been prepared for Alana to rub it in her face when the nobleman wasn't looking. She had prepared for her mother and father to be disappointed after all the hard work her mother had put in to making her presentable. She had not prepared for the man to put Mrs. Bartlett in her place. When the nobleman had started off with an inquiry about some unknown family member of Mrs Bartlett's, Cat had been sure that everything she had feared would come to pass. She had even winced both internally and visibly at the mention. She had almost been able to feel her mother's dismay from behind her and she felt her heart breaking for her. But! He hadn't taken Alana into his arms and declared his undying love to her, as Cat had imagined. He hadn't claimed to have owed this distant family member a debt he could never repay but that he would do his best by taking Alana for his bride. No, he had told that despicable woman exactly what she could do with her proud family line and now the room was so silent that she could hear the house settling around them. Cat clamped her lips together and turned her head slightly to hide her grin. Then coughed when the burning in her chest from the suppressed laughter became too much and a small laugh escaped. Seemingly, that had been enough to wake Mrs. Bartlett from her shocked stupor and she turned her beady glare on her for just a moment before railing against the man. Well! Well, I have never been spoke to in such a manner! You just do that Mr. Whoeveryouthinkyouare! I am quite certain that my husband's solicitor will be more than happy to meet with yours concerning the distasteful slander you have spoken against our most noble of families! She huffed and shoved past Cat's father and brother to the door, dragging a still stupefied Alana after her. I think I will remove myself, sir, lest I be further insulted by our lessers. Come along, Alana! Cat had been so focused on the outburst that it took her a moment to realize that the man had completely ignored the two women and had, instead, chosen to address her. She stood frozen as to took a few steps closer to her and she felt her heart slamming a staccato against her rib cage. Why? Why was she so excited? Gods Above and Below, you'd think she had never seen a man before. Of course, no man had ever stood up for her so spectacularly before...not that that was why he had done it. Stupid her. Why would a man like that... She gaped, actually gaped when he picked up her hand and kissed it. Oh my... She cleared her throat and took her hand back with a small blush. It's nice to meet you...Gabriel. She blushed again for only the stars knew why. If you'll follow me, I believe my mother has prepared tea. You must be terribly thirsty after your journey. And his speech to Mrs. Bartlett but she thought that that would be best kept to herself. Instead, she turned and began walking toward their meager sitting room, praying that they had cleaned well enough that they wouldn't insult him.