Arisa looked as the noble man, Master Fritz, her new husband, became putty in her hands. She may have been feeling conflicted memories, but she was still... Arisa... wasn't she?  She still remembered the feel of a blade in her hands, still remembered the skill of navigating a political landscape, still knew how to say and do what made men smile.  The fat older man licked his lips and smiled at his new wife, the new mistress of the house, as he took the signed document and carefully rolled it before placing it into a scroll case and capping it.  A part of Arisa's mind knew that the document was in a sense a formality.  Lord Fritz ver Gelder was of course a duke.  Technically the same social rank as her own father, though his bloodline traced back to the noble kingdom then the Ortensia family.  There was, however remote, that if war were to break out and bloodlines called into question Duke Fritz ver Gelder could conceivably have been made the king of the realm.  Where as the Ortensia family would likely never have that distinction out side of a civil war and revolution.  Likewise, Arisa knew that the Gelder line was not only powerful but wealthy, more so then her own house.  Though, she was Duchess Arisa van Ortensia ver Gelder now, wasn't she?  With that marriage she was a duchess, not just in line for a weaker baroness role.  With that power, Master Fritz of course could simply have claimed her as his bride and the paper wouldn't have mattered too much, especially since her father would have confirmed the marriage.  But still, he treated the document carefully.<br/><br/>"Well my new bride," he said as he licked his lips, "You may please me in a variety of ways, and I promise you that you shall do so.  We might retire to my bedchambers and begin our wedding night now, or we can see you to your bedchambers, or I can give you a tour of the manse, or you can meet the servants.  It is your right as the mistress of the household to pick a head maid to be your personal servant.  Though I should warn you now, that each woman in this household save yourself has tasted my flesh, and will do so whenever I wish.  As we hinted, I am a man of great lusts, and part of the marriage agreement was with that understanding.  One woman, even one as young, ripe, and lovely as yourself, will not be enough to satisfy me."<br/><br/>He moved closely and placed a heavy hand on her stomach, "Though if you wish to secure your place as the mistress of the house, we should probably get to work putting a child inside you as quickly as possible.  You never know when one of these lowborn girls might find fertile soil accepting my seed."  He chuckled and unless she stopped him, slid his hand down her dress to cup her sex through the fabric.