It's in the Blood....(Darkrose15/LustfulLord2011)
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				Title: <strong>It's in the Blood....(Darkrose15/LustfulLord2011)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 22:35:57</strong>
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				(http://cdn.androidblip.com/screens/2____130304.png)<br><br>Elise finished cleaning about her father's small tavern. Business had been slow as few travelers came through anymore out of fear of the vampiric lords who liked to frequent the general area. She sighed heavily, her poor father too ill to continue running it alone left her the sole proprietor of the inn at the tender age of 18. She and all the other girls of the village knew to keep to the main roads, and not travel alone at night.<br><br>If they did, they'd find themselves the unfortunate victim of a hungry vampire. Though she knew better, true lords didn't hunt like animals. They were more sophisticated, and preferred to be far more alluring than just some hungry beast. The unfortunate few women who had the curse to be afflicted with a rare blood were often captured, meaning the lord so fortunate as to find her need never worry about having to feed on standard human fare ever again. She always did her best to watch patrons, and avoid being charmed, her father had taught her well enough.<br><br>After she cleaned a few more tables, she sighed heavily, moving to close the door to the quaint little country inn, hoping that no lords would travel through this night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's in the Blood....(Darkrose15/LustfulLord2011)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LustfulLord2011</strong> on <strong>12-12-2011, 01:00:45</strong>
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				Varoc rode through the countryside in the back of his carriage, the wheels fitting into the same ruts that the passage of a century's worth of travelers had worn into the road. The scent of the horses, the sound of grinding axles, and the chatter of the menservants who had accompanied him on this journey were all subconsciously tuned out; Varoc had too much on his mind to let the stimulus of his unnaturally heightened senses distract him. The summit of the Eastern noble houses was coming up, and he had to be prepared. New alliances would be made, old ones would shift, and as always, those jockeying for a higher spot in the pecking order would begin new feuds, openly or clandestinely. Varoc smiled to himself at the thought. Most of his neighbors were as refined and cruel, powerful and arrogant as he... but few had his cunning. Never had Varoc looked for trouble with his neighbors, and yet his own dominion had grown steadily over the years, as those who had tried to unseat him had been destroyed, and their lands annexed into his own kingdom.<br><br>While he could travel much faster than the plodding carriage with nearly tireless stamina, he couldn't travel during the day safely, and the lack of dignity of a mad dash through the wilderness each night followed by hiding himself away during the day did not appeal to him at all. This way was best; slow, stately, but continuous travel. Varoc was suddenly shaken out of his reverie by a thunderous crack, and the carriage sank, rocking precariously to one side. Leaping free of the tipping vehicle with fluid, inhuman grace, he turned to face the teamster who had been driving the carriage, noting that the man's face had gone completely pale in the early twilight. "Rock in the road, my lord," he said in a hoarse whisper. "I didn't see it. Axle's broken." Varoc nodded curtly. While some of his kindred would have killed a mortal over something like this, Varoc saw no point in <em>needless</em> cruelty; only when a true example had to be made of someone did he step outside his role of benevolent master. <br><br>"No matter. How far are we from the nearest inn? You and the others will need rest tonight." The man looked back at his ruler. "According to a sign I saw about a measure back, half a mile," he replied. "Good," Varoc replied.&nbsp; "Get the others organized, and cut the horses loose. Load them up with the supplies from the back; lead them to the inn by hand. I will continue on foot to secure lodgings for us all. Tomorrow afternoon, I want you all to come back and replace the axle; we'll ask about a competent wheelwright at the inn." With that, before the man could so much as reply, Varoc bounded off down the road, his stride faster than that of any man, his peerless grace and endless font of stamina quickly carrying him to his destination. When he reached it, however, he stopped, his nose twitching uncontrollably. He could clearly smell one of the exotics within... and the smell permeated the entire place.<br><br>All of his senses caught fire, and the age-old vampire struggled for self control, a desperate hunger that he had never known washing over him. As sharp as a knife, as quick as flashing thunder, and more intoxicating than even the most potent wine, the wondrous smell engulfed his senses, until nothing else remained. Walking inside, he immediately saw the source of the scent: a gorgeous young woman, probably no more than two decades, if that, was busy cleaning the tables. He watched her for just a moment, until he saw her turn to acknowledge the sound of the door opening. As she did, he looked at her and smiled warmly, his rich voice calm and solicitous despite the raging desire to pounce upon her that filled him. "Good eve, miss. My cohorts and I are tired after a long day on the road, and have a carriage in need of repair. Have you room for us to stay here the night, and do you know how far we are from town? We will need the services of a wheelwright in the morning."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's in the Blood....(Darkrose15/LustfulLord2011)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>12-12-2011, 01:45:57</strong>
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				Elise nearly jumped as a figure appeared in the door way, she'd not been expecting anyone to come so late in the evening. As her heart began to calm itself as a hand flew to her chest for a moment, she got a better look at the late night visitor. She was indeed a fair creature, long, straight darkened hair, blue green eyes surrounded by lush, thick lashes. Her skin was like fine china, pale and flawless. She in different surroundings would more than easily pass for a member of the nobility.<br><br>Sadly her attire was nothing even remotely close to her, she wore simple peasant garb, ill suited to her looks. After a few moments, Elise gathered her composure. "W...we do...not many travel through here as much anymore." she said softly, her voice lilting and charming without any effort put into it. "And there is indeed a wheelwright, but the nearest town is several hours travel from here." Somehow, she always hated her honest streak. She could've lied, something in her gut told her that something might be wrong. That this was no ordinary visitor. "He can help you...please allow me to show you to your room." she nodded politely as she turned to walk towards the staircase leading up to the rooms. She had an unnatural grace about her for a mortal, it could be seen in the way she carried herself and the subtle sway of her hips.<br><br>She moved down the small hallway and took the traveler to the largest room which was vacant. While it was small and hardly elegant it was quaint and clean. "Will this be sufficient for you, my lord? It is our finest room." she said with a proud smile. She couldn't help but study the man a little, then chastising herself for being rude. She had enough knowledge of etiquette to know better.<br><br>"If you've need of me, my lord, please do not hesitate to let me know. Would you prefer a drink or food? It is not too late that I cannot prepare something if you would wish." she said, smiling a little while concealing her nervous feeling in his presence.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's in the Blood....(Darkrose15/LustfulLord2011)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LustfulLord2011</strong> on <strong>19-12-2011, 17:09:00</strong>
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				Varoc grinned at the girl as she introduced the room as the inn's finest. Given his normal accommodations, this entire inn wouldn't make up the entirety of his personal suite, but he knew that when on the road, one had to make do with whatever one could find, and no matter what happened, he would need a safe place to rest out the following day. "Thank you, but I have already eaten tonight, and would much rather spend my time in the common room near the fire with a good book, and perhaps some company." His gaze held Elena's for a few moments, warm and inviting, before he let it slip away. "My men will probably be hungry, however, and if you could see to it that arrangements are made to feed them, once they are done caring for their horses, I would be most obliged." <br><br>Casually reaching into the pocket of his silken maroon and charcoal vest, he pulled out a small sack of leather. He passed it to Elena, and she couldn't help but notice the dull jingle it made... or it's weight. "We will hopefully be moving on no later than tomorrow afternoon, but I have included some extra money to hire a messenger... given the state of my carriage, it would be much simpler if the wheelwright were to come to me, rather than the other way around. If you could send a messenger to fetch him, and explain the situation, it would shorten my wait time considerably. As to the rest, call it an incentive." Chuckling, the tall, black-haired, green-eyed devil smiled at Elena. "Meantime, why don't you show me down to the common room? I could really use a little time by the fireside to calm me after the journey here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's in the Blood....(Darkrose15/LustfulLord2011)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>19-12-2011, 21:19:07</strong>
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				She couldn't help but feel small in his gaze, as he eyed her with that warm expression and that charming grin. She felt a little flustered, shyly avoiding his gaze as she heard him say he wouldn't need any food but that his men might. "Of course sire....I can see to it right away." she nodded, smiling pleasantly. "I can see if my father has any books that you might enjoy in his study, do you have any preferences sire?" <br><br>Her eyes widened as she felt that sack placed in her palm. It was rather weighty and she knew there was probably far more in that one sack than the inn made in several weeks with lack of travelers. She looked at him stunned, her eyes wide. She half-heard his requests, but she already knew what he'd need. She blushed a little when he again said he would be grateful of her company. "I...I would be happy to but, if it would please you I should make your arrangements first sire." she nodded, taking the money and holding it as she led him away from his room to the common room and began to build&nbsp; a fire to keep things warm and cozy. "I'll be just a moment.." she nodded, taking her leave as she sent a messenger to fetch a wheelwright to come to fix the carriage, and fed his men the last of the soup which there was more than enough that some could have seconds.<br><br>She soon returned, and reluctantly sat down nearby, uncertain as to how close she should be. She was unsure of how close one was allowed to be to a noble in a situation such as this.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's in the Blood....(Darkrose15/LustfulLord2011)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LustfulLord2011</strong> on <strong>19-12-2011, 21:45:09</strong>
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				Varoc felt all of his senses sharpening as she led him to the common room. Watching her coax the fire to life ignited another kind of fire inside of him entirely... the scent of her was driving him near to madness, and more than anything, he wanted to make her his, in every conceivable way. Normally, since his ascension to the state of being a vampire, he had found that he could control or indulge his impulses at will. Now, for the first time since he had been turned all those years ago, he felt out of control, like he wanted to let loose in a frenzy of hunger and lust. He'd heard rumors of the humans with special blood, that drew his kind like flames drew moths, but he had never encountered one before now, and had discounted the story as a myth. Now, however, he knew that the stories were true, and he knew that this lithe, beautiful peasant girl was one such. What he DIDN'T know was how he was going to leash his urges until he figured out what to do about her. <br><br>"Thank you," he said as he settled into the chair closest by the fire. Casting an inviting glance at the girl, he said in his rich, cultured voice, "You don't have to be afraid of me, girl. You're welcome to come closer, and share the fire's warmth." He wouldn't admit it, not even to himself, but the fact was that he just wanted her closer, her beauty and her presence were intoxicating to him, more potent than wine, to a mortal with that particular weakness. He leaned back, his eyes dancing merrily as he looked upon Elise, but something else was hiding behind his eyes, something she would only be able to see if she were looking very carefully indeed... the thrill of the hunter. "Tell me... what is your name, girl? And what inn is this? I have not been paying as much attention on the road as I should, I fear."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's in the Blood....(Darkrose15/LustfulLord2011)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>19-12-2011, 21:54:31</strong>
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				When she returned, she could feel his gaze on her, and there was almost an intensity that she could just barely perceive hanging in the air. She'd never felt someone look at her with such.....was that hunger?....a strong gaze before. At his invitation to move closer, she felt her heart starting to race. She wasn't certain what his intentions were, and she'd not felt the warmth of man's body nor allowed them to feel hers. <br><br>Still, she kept herself a bit a ways from him as she sat down closer, staring into the flames. If she was intoxicating before, she was almost irresistible now. The fire highlighted her fair skin and face so perfectly, and that lovely neck was so tempting, the blood just below the surface calling to him like a siren's song lures boats to crash against reefs. "I...It is...E...Elise.....sire..." she said, her voice shaking a little.<br><br>"I..It is called The Traveling Merchant Inn....my father used to run it but...he has been unwell and I have taken over running it for him."
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				Post by: <strong>LustfulLord2011</strong> on <strong>28-12-2011, 08:43:00</strong>
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				The ancient vampire lord felt a growing urge to simply seize this girl, to take her away, dragging her by her hair as she futilely tried to escape. Her blood called out to him, a liquid song that promised him delights that not even the pleasures of sex could rival, if he would just give in to that hunger. His fine-tuned senses allowed him to pick up on her heartbeat, even at this distance, and with every murmuring throb, he felt the desire to make her his grow immeasurably. He kept his voice steady through sheer force of will as he favored the young inn patroness with his most winning smile. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Elise," he said, giving her his most winning smile. "It must have taken a lot of courage for you to step in when your father took ill." Even as he spoke, Varoc watched her, and his eyes hungrily devoured the details of her beauty, which only served to accelerate his wish to take her here and then. <br><br>Turning to face her more fully, Varoc looked upon Elise more closely. She truly was a stunning young woman, and her exotic blood smelled to him of all that was ripe, sweet, and enticing in the universe. Knowing that to seize her now would provoke more of a difficult situation down the road, the old one stood and tried to think of how he could possibly take her without creating a disturbance. Finally, he decided to try his natural persuasive talents upon her, and see how readily it took. Unlike true hypnosis, he could not compel her to obey, but his natural charisma and the strength of his will would make it, at first, seem as though Elise was choosing to do as he wished of her own volition. "Won't you come closer," he asked, keeping his gaze locked on her as he smiled reassuringly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's in the Blood....(Darkrose15/LustfulLord2011)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>28-12-2011, 09:03:36</strong>
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				Elise nodded a bit shyly to him as he spoke of how it was a pleasure to make her acquaintance. She still felt a bit uncertain, something of him set off an alarm within her yet at the same time she felt herself foolish for suspecting him. Not every noble who came about was a vampire, and surely by now she would have gathered something. He did not seem ravenous, and she could not help the fact that he was quite good looking. The fact she was even sitting alone would be a privilege most peasant girls would only dream of, few could ever have such a casual conversation with any of the nobility without some form of reprimand. She felt soothed by his tone of voice, and did not skitter off as she normally would. It was not compulsion, but she did feel calmed enough to stay.<br><br>His invitation to go over to her did make her somewhat flustered. "M...Milord I...." she wasn't certain what to do. She'd heard tales of nobles seducing the daughters of taverns and inns and sometimes they would wind up like princesses with their princes. She'd also heard of other tales, far more where the tales were no where near as happy or fortuitous. She knew better than to be suspicious, and surely he would not try anything untoward. She bit her lip and moved closer, hesitantly. "W...what is it that you need of me?" she said as those blue-green eyes looked up at him. She feared he might try to seduce her, and felt herself torn between running away and an innocent virgin's curiousity.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's in the Blood....(Darkrose15/LustfulLord2011)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LustfulLord2011</strong> on <strong>30-12-2011, 21:06:07</strong>
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				"Merely your company," Varoc said with an idle smile as she drew closer. "It's not often that I am afforded the company of a beautiful, charming young woman... I'd like to enjoy it while I may." Laughing softly, he leaned forward, feeling the warmth from the fire seep into him, stirring him even more. Her scent was driving him insane, and he didn't know how much longer his self-control would hold. It was absolutely imperative that he take the time to convince her to come with him of her own free will, however. While he could simply seize her now, and would be able to stop any trouble with the humans who might step in to defend her, it would cost him precious time that he simply couldn't spare. The meeting was scheduled for two days hence, and he'd already lost a half-day or more thanks to the accident that had damaged the carriage. <br><br>"You don't have any other duties pressing do you," he asked, his voice solicitous and gentle. "I wouldn't want to keep you from anything important. I know how much work it is, running your own kingdom... and, small as it is, this inn is clearly as much your domain as my own lands are mine. You should be proud of what you have built, here... not many people, least of all young women like yourself, would have the determination needed to accomplish all that you have here, under the circumstances you did." Feeling his own body betraying him slowly, his eyes began to glaze ever so slightly as he fought the urge to leap for her throat then and there. "Of course, if you have nothing more pressing to take care of, I would love it if you stayed and talked for a while... The nights get lonely, when you are a man of my station, and meeting someone who is respectful without being afraid of or in awe of me is refreshing."
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				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>30-12-2011, 23:40:27</strong>
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				His words reassured her to a point, but the closer she got to him the more she felt her heart race a little. He was quite good looking, there was no mistaking it. And the fact that he seemed to genuinely enjoy her company rather than just looking to her as a potential rump in the sack as she'd heard some nobles were so keen to pursue. She was soon seated next to him, the fire light making her even more difficult to resist.<br><br>"No mi'lord....I've finished all my duties....I...I normally just read in a quiet place until I fall asleep." she said with a soft smile. Women of her station were rarely well-red or able to even read much at all, so that indeed would be rather impressive. "In his better days my father made certain that I learned the written word as well as how to write properly, for when I would inherit the inn." Then she looked into her lap, feeling guilty. "Forgive me I've rattled on....my life is not nearly as interesting as yours I fear." she smiled at him.<br><br>"Tell me something of yourself, i-if I might be so bold as to ask..." she said softly, awaiting his response.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's in the Blood....(Darkrose15/LustfulLord2011)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LustfulLord2011</strong> on <strong>13-03-2012, 17:40:42</strong>
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				Varoc smiled, though he was careful to keep his teeth well enough covered that the sudden proof of his nature would not scare the girl off. "You say that you haven't had an interesting life? Perhaps not. But it is more than many village girls get, and you could always have more, if you wished it. A bright, industrious, pretty girl can always find ways to advance her standing in the world." Chuckling, he thought about her question for a moment. "Well, as I am sure you have figured out by now, I am Lord Varoc al'Khar, ruler of the Western Reach. I am currently on a journey to have a meeting with several important colleagues, the outcome of which will help to secure peace and prosperity for all of us in the years to come... at least, so I hope. Our carriage suffered a broken axle in an unfortunate accident on the way here, so we are staying the night and waiting for a wheelwright to come to us at first light to help repair it. Let's see... When I am not pressed with business, I enjoy moonlit walks, reading, and of course, conversing with charming ladies such as yourself."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's in the Blood....(Darkrose15/LustfulLord2011)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>14-03-2012, 01:14:13</strong>
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				Elise's cheeks flushed a beautiful shade of pink as he called her charming. The way he spoke to her made her feel like she was more than just a common peasant girl. That she was someone worth speaking to, conversing with in such a setting. That made her heart flutter a little as she tried to keep from staring at the handsome lord. She did not want to seem rude and forced her gaze into her lap, trying to tell herself how fascinating her apron was and that it had to be straightened and neat. "I am unworthy of such wonderful compliments mi'lord......but thank you." she said, bringing those beautiful eyes up to his. She wasn't sure what else to discuss, and wondered what he would want to do next. 
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				Post by: <strong>LustfulLord2011</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 17:57:12</strong>
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				Varoc snorted. "Why? Because you are a peasant? An accident of birth; no more a reflection of your worth than the color of your hair. I have often thought people put too much emphasis on bloodline," he said, chuckling as if at some private joke. "A smart, driven, beautiful woman like you deserves more than this." His eyes traveled slowly up the length of her body. Her scent tugged at him, wild and elusive; it made him want to sink his teeth into her right then. "But then again," he added, his eyes locking on hers with an almost hypnotic intensity, "A smart, driven, beautiful woman like you could have more than this." Varoc spoke in a soft, seductive voice, his gaze never wavering. An aura of cool, confident command surrounded him like a mantle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's in the Blood....(Darkrose15/LustfulLord2011)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>16-03-2012, 02:17:04</strong>
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				She looked at him fascinated, then smiled as he spoke. She too felt that people had more value than their social status or wealth, that they could be powerful and courageous but be so even as a pauper in an alleyway. His next words made her look back up into his eyes looking surprised. <em>You deserve more than this.......you could have more than this....</em> bouncing about in her head as his tone changed. His voice was very warm and inviting. She felt a silent pull, a tug to ask him what he meant. "M-Mi'lord....?" she said, her tone questioning as was her gaze.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's in the Blood....(Darkrose15/LustfulLord2011)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LustfulLord2011</strong> on <strong>10-05-2012, 17:43:44</strong>
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				"I am currently on my way to a very important meeting... one that will help to shape the future of the realm," Varoc said, his voice quiet and gentle. "It will be a week-long affair, and due to the fact that my own handmaiden, Elena, is currently in childbed back at my manor, I am unattended currently by anyone properly trained in the courtesies involved in serving food and drink... and as the most prominent member of the regional council I am attending, it will be expected of me to provide service for our meetings. There are several people in my entourage who could perform such duties adequately... but none who could perform them well. If you were to agree to come with me for this week, I would be happy to pay you wages sufficient to hire someone to take over for you during your absence, and leave you a very handsome purse of gold, besides. Should you do well there, I might be persuaded to offer you a permanent position on my staff... complete with the wealth, comfort, and medical care for your father that such a position would entitle you to." He leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers and giving Elise an appraising glance and a faint smile, as he waited for her to consider his words.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's in the Blood....(Darkrose15/LustfulLord2011)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>11-05-2012, 01:17:31</strong>
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				Her jaw dropped in stunned silence. His offer was so very generous, it would give her and her ailing father a comfortable life for many years to come. She bit her lip, tilting her head downward as she thought of it. It pained her to leave her father but....but she was growing tired. Her love and her devotion had not changed, but it was becoming wearying work to care for both her father and run an inn at her age. She was young, but she was worn and had been for some time. "I.......I have never left father before. Not for such a long time." she said softly, still mulling the idea behind those pretty green eyes<br><br>The offer was far too good for her to resist, she wanted the best for her father and this was the best opportunity to make sure he was well cared for. "I....I accept your offer. Thank you..mi'lord..." she said, giving him a shy grin and looking back into her lap again.
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