In a heartbeat - Everything<em>changed</em>. For one brief, shattering moment, Arisa felt a<em>fracture</em>in her mind...Her vision blurring, lost between worlds! Dizziness swept over her, a roaring echoing in her ears...No longer entirely sure where - or<em>who</em>- she was, after she'd put her quill to those words...<br/><br/>...And, in one blissful moment, everything was clear - Once again.<br/><br/>She was Lady Arisa. She<em>was</em>Lady Arisa Ortensia, had *always* been, but...<br/><br/>-Something wasn't right. Not<em>quite</em>right, though she'd been restored to her rightful station! The memories of being Tamilla - who was that? - were receding, quickly, like a dream she couldn't quite remember having...<br/><br/>The confusion of who she<em>was</em>had vanished. But now - Even as her mind raced, there was a blurriness to her memories...To the year, to the date! She was seeing the world around her with new eyes, her brow furrowing in momentarily agitation - Perfect teeth working against her full lips, as she touched slim fingers to her temples.<br/><br/>Not<em>all</em>of memories were gone, of course. She could still remember - dimly, fading - how she'd come to the manor, the time she'd spent exploring it's secrets...But now - They were like hazy phantoms, compared to the<em>solidity</em>of the here and now! No, this was<em>her</em>reality now...One way or another!<br/><br/>Distracted - Her gaze wandering, momentarily, to the gold-and-red gown she wore! - Arisa nearly missed Master Fritz's last words...Lost as she was in her own thoughts! Oh yes, it all made sense now...Father (<em>Father</em>?) had sought to lay claim to the timber of the northern forests - It was only<em>reasonable</em>for her (An ever-dutiful daughter, though something about that rang false!) to accept the bargain that had been struck...<br/><br/>She swayed to her feet, s-l-o-w-l-y, a warm tingle beneath her creamy skin...Something rang oddly false to her. She was supposed to be reluctant with regard to this suit, wasn't she? There was a sense of foreboding, like a whispered warning in her ear...Something she was supposed to remember - Except she couldn't place it, not now!<br/><br/>Her deep green eyes blinked, once, as the servants withdrew - Aware, only now, that she was alone in the room with Master Fritz...<br/><br/>-Alone with her new<em>husband</em>, at last.<br/><br/>(<em>"At last,"</em>a tiny voice from her memories whispered, in the back of her mind...)<br/><br/>Long, lissome legs uncrossed, as Lady Arisa rose...Her skirts caressing her coltish legs, a slight arch of her back accentuating the proud swell of her chest against her tight, tight gown! She wasn't some farmer's daughter (Now, where had<em>that</em>thought come from?)...she was the purebred daughter of a noble house - which, oddly, struck her as a point of pride!<br/><br/>Decorum demanded she stay shy and demure...But something - that little voice again! - told her she'd enjoy the alternative a *lot* more! Her deep blue eyes sparkled with slow excitement, her lips curving in a mischievous, ever-so-wicked smile...She'd been waiting for this a<em>long</em>time, Arisa knew, instinctively!<br/><br/>"-It is a pleasure to meet you at last, my Lord~" Arisa breathed, a strange sense of<em>deja vu</em>coursing through her...Why did this feel so *familiar*, somehow? Her voice was low, husky, as she sketched a low curtesy...Revealing a tempting glimpse of a toned, shapely leg, sheathed in stockings of crimson silk-! As she eased herself to her full height, with a slow, sensuous grace, there was a smoky lilt to her sweet voice...This woman wasn't just<em>enduring</em>her new role in life...<br/><br/>-From the look of things, she'd been looking forward to it! She let her gaze flit over his form, her sleek throat working...<br/><br/>"Now, my dear husband - How can<em>I</em>please<em>you</em>~?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Diplomacy:<br/><br/>Roll(1d20)+9:<br/>18,+9<br/>Total:27</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Oooh, I love it!</div></div>