A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)
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				Title: <strong>A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 11:35:47</strong>
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				Eleanor stood in the sunlight streaming through her window and stared out over the castle courtyard. The royal guard was marshalling today, due to the impending visit by a number of the neighbouring royal houses for the midsummer talks, and she loved watching the smartly arrayed guardsmen forming their neat lines and marching to the gate.<br><br>Sighing heavily, she turned to her patiently waiting maid and threw her arms up in the air.<br>"I do not <em>know</em> which I want to wear, Mairion," she huffed.&nbsp; "Father is never happy no matter what I choose, you know that. too revealing, too stiff, too colourful!" <br>Her voice became singsong as she mimic'd the King's grumblings.<br><br>"All right, fine, the blue summer dress. I care not how low the bodice is, father can take it up with mother. She chose it for me."
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				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 11:52:40</strong>
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				Ronan sighed, she had been stuck in this carriage, jostled and bumped along the rough roads, for hours now.<br>It was no fun for her, wedged in amongst the gaggle of women who came with her mother. Especially as Leanne, her maid and best friend, had been left behind, stricken by some summer feaver. <br>Trying to distract herself from the women's constant babble, she looked out of the window, but her view was hindered by the flanks of one of the guards horses. <br>She was jealous of him, out there in the cool breeze and sunshine, why hadn't her parents allowed her to ride, instead of couping her up in amongst a gaggle of old hens?<br><br>For the want of something better to do, she undid the braid in her long, almost black hair, combed it through with her fingers and began to braid it once more in an attempt to capture the stray locks, that never stayed there for long.<br><br>Sir Henry, thier most trusted man at arms, leaned over and spoke through the opposite window, to her mother, they would be arriving in less than a half of an hour, Ronan sighed with relief, though it may be one of the longest half hours of her life.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 12:04:20</strong>
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				An extended period of wrestling later, Eleanor had been levered into the constricting dress, whalebone stays following the curve of her waist before the dress flared out into a mass of sky-blue material around her legs. Her long hair, blond with a hint of strawberry in the sunlight, had been forcibly clipped into cascading down one side of her head, curling down over her shoulder in the fashion currently highly approved of in the royal court. Matching shoes completed the striking effect.<br><br>Eleanor hated every inch of it. The dress made it difficult to breath, the shoes pinched, and the hairstyle together with the jewelled clips made her head feel lopsided. Nevertheless, she had to admit as she peered at herself in the mirror, it was attractive, due in part to the smooth swell of her cleavage revealed by the bone-supported bodice.<br><br>With a slight internal twinge of jealousy at the maid's simple, comfortable looking dress, she gathered in her layered skirts and headed for the door. She could dimly hear the piercing yells from the guard towers announcing the approaching carriages and she knew she had to be in the great hall as part of the welcoming committee. Perhaps if she timed it right, she could get a place at the back, where nobody would notice her easing her feet in the hateful shoes.
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				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 12:31:40</strong>
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				They were ushered into the great hall almost as soon as they arrived, Ronan's mother complaining bitterly that they should have been at least allowed to refresh themselves first.<br>Ronan herself was only happy that she had chosen one of her heavier robes, a dark red linnen, to travel in, it at least showed less creases than the others, who had chosen to wear lighter garb.<br><br>Her father, of course was perfectly happy, he was dressed as he usually was, his chain maile and haevy leather armour over a plain tunic and trousers, looking every bit the part as a proud warrior who took the welfare of his people to heart.<br><br>He made his usual speach to his hosts, introducing his wife and then Ronan, who made the suitable noises and bows, before she edged her way back while the rest of the pleasantries were spoken.<br>As the formalities drew to a close, ever mindful of his wife's wishes her father asked for them to be excused so that they may rest after their journey.<br>Rest? <br>Stuck in that carriage for such a long time, all Ronan wanted to do was run and jump and leap about, to get rid of her pent up energy....well.....she would at least settle for a sedate walk in the gardens.<br>&nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 12:58:25</strong>
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				Eleanor, for once, managed to pull her plans off perfectly. Hovering on the edge of the court, she was close enough to be included in the introductions but far enough to escape at the earliest opportunity. Scurrying through the rambling corridors of the castle, she headed for her favourite place, a tiny little courtyard tucked away against one of the inner walls. <br><br>Once there, under the benign gaze of a guard who was rather oddly guarding this little green corner, she surreptitiously loosened her bodice slightly and kicked off her shoes, breathing a large sigh of relief as her feet and stomach were able to relax. Almost laughing at the simple please, she kicked her way through the grass, smiling up at the sunlight.
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				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 13:20:06</strong>
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				&nbsp;She washed herself quickly and dressed in a more suitable oufit for the weather, took a quick bite to eat and snuck away from her mother and her ladies as soon as she could, aided by the fact that they had decided to take an afternoon nap.<br><br>Pulling a sleeveless gown over her fine linnen underdress, she did up the single button and left the room, hurrying through the passage ways and down the stairs until she found someone to direct her out into the gardens.<br>Squinting for a moment at the sunshine, Ronan smiled in relief at having a brief moment of silence and solitude, she stepped onto the grass and wiggled her bare toes in it's soft warmth.<br>Not quite the coolness of tide washed sands that her coastal home had a plenty, but pleasant none the less.
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				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 13:31:02</strong>
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				Eleanor was bent over in an unladylike fashion in one corner of the garden, intently studying a column of ants as they trailed their way over the rough stone wall. She watched, fascinated, as the industrious little creatures lugged a large seed pod along the vertical expanse, entranced until it disappeared into the shadows above her head.<br><br>Looking contented, she turned on her heel and then stopped short as she saw the newcomer, startled at the intruder into her secluded little hideaway.<br>"Um, um, uh... hello?" she stammered, blinking with increasing concern as she recognised the woman as one of the visiting nobility. She flushed as she realised how silly she must sound.
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				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 13:39:25</strong>
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				Ronan was still intent on watching the march of the ants to take much notice of what the young woman in front of her said or did. <br>Ants had always facsinated her, they reminded her of the armies marching off the war as she stood watching them from the highest place in the castle, so much like ants as they dissapeared into the distance.<br>She shook herself as Eleanor's voice seeped in through her absent mind, realising that she had turned around and was speaking to her.<br>"Oh I'm sorry, I was watching the ants, as you were and didn't realise you'd turned."<br><br>Giving her a smile, Ronan nodded her head, seaming to recognise her from somewhere, Oh yes, the great hall.<br>"I'm Ronan, are you visitting too?" 
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				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 13:50:42</strong>
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				"Ronan... er visit, yes... NO! I mean, er..."<br>Eleanor closed her eyes and took a breath, trying to contain the babbling. The young noblewoman in front of her was one of the prettiest she had seen, and the sight had almost frozen her brain, as if it were a glamour cast upon her.<br><br>"I mean, no, I live here. I am princess Eleanor," she managed finally, opening her large hazel eyes again, and summoning a smile.<br>"I apologise for my rudeness, and welcome you once again to Summersmeet, and the castle." She produced a respectable curtsey, even with the enveloping skirts.
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				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 14:04:41</strong>
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				"Oh......No, it is I who am so sorry, I should have paid more attention to the introductions."<br>Ronan's own hazel eyes reflected the colour back at Eleanor, as she made an even deeper curtsey.<br>"I am Princess Ronan of the Northern isles, Daughter of Valdrek and Morna, it is a privalege to be here."<br><br>She then broke out a large smile that lit up her pail face.<br>"And now, please could we be less formal, I have just escaped the clutches of my mother and her old hens, their cackling has driven me insane since we set off late last night!"<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 14:10:15</strong>
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				Eleanor smiled back just as brilliantly.<br>"Oh, yes, I know what you mean. I managed to head my mother off by hiding one of my sisters favourite hairbrushes. It kept her busy until just before the introductions." She giggled, turning to look at the garden, glancing sideways at Ronan under her eyelashes.<br><br>"Is this your first time here?" she asked, dredging her memory for everything she knew about the Isles. She cursed herself internally, wishing she had paid more attention to the droning of the terrible old tutors her father found for his family.
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				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 14:19:21</strong>
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				Ronan giggled.<br>"If only I had a sister, my brother is older than I and has stayed at home to watch over the lands, so all my mothers attentions will be lavished upon myself."<br>She sighed.<br>"I haven't even got my friend here, my dear Leanne, my companion came down with a summer feaver just before we left and we had to leave her behind."<br>She looked at Eleanor and smiled again, even though it wasn't such a large smile.<br>"And no, this is my first visit to your home."
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				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 14:27:35</strong>
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				"It's your first summersmeet?!" Eleanor smiled wildly and clapped her hands in glee.<br>"Oh you are going to love it! Jousts and stalls and jesters and minstrels, and the trophy hunt, and then the seers pronouncement! And then of course the great ball. But I think that will be more uncomfortable than anything else."<br><br>She sighed and the smile faded.<br>"I'm sorry about your companion though. I don't know what I would do without Mairion. Perhaps you could pick out some presents for her at the stalls?" She realised she was babbling again and closed her mouth with an audible snap.<br>"I'm sorry," she said after a pause, "It's just a really exciting time here. Shall we go in for something to drink? And then you can tell me all about your home."
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				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 14:42:47</strong>
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				Ronan laughed.<br>"It is the first time at <em>YOUR</em> home, I have been to other Summermeets, but never here, thoguh I am still as excited about the fair and the jousts and ......well....everything and everyone does things different and it's exciting to see what the differences are too..."<br><br>She grinned as she listened to Eleanor's chatter and nodded in agreement about the ball, her formal gown was horrendously heavy and uncomfortable, though she brightened again as she suggested a drink.<br>"Yes please, I am still parched from the journey even though I almost drank a pitcher of water all to myself." 
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				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 14:59:30</strong>
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				Eleanor led the way from the garden, through the heavy stone corridors and then through a sudden left into her antechamber. Tugging firmly on a bellpull, she ordered something refreshing as soon as one of the liveried servants arrived. She guestured to one of the plush couches.<br>"Please, be comfortable, something will arrive soon. I believe we have fresh lemons from the south, so we might even have lemonade."<br><br>She smiled and dropped onto one of the other couches, watching her guest with an enigmatic half smile.<br>"Well, now, you must tell me all about your home."
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				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 15:08:30</strong>
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				Lemonade, a rare treat Ronan had only had it once before and that was a long time ago now.<br>She sat where Eleanor gestured, tucking her bare feet under her, curling comfortably into the corner of the chair.<br><br>"Not a lot to tell really, we are a coastal kingdom, a lot of our land guarded by the sea on one side. We are called the Northern isles, but mostly we are on the mainland with a large river estuary running through it, with castles....well one castle and a fortress, guarding the mouth of that Estuary."&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 15:16:21</strong>
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				"I went to the sea once. It was quite scary. All that water. Even our biggest lake here, you can see the other side of it. Except when the mists come, of course."<br>The door opened and a young maid slipped in, cautiously carrying a large tray on which a jug of the promised sweet lemon mix accompanied several tall glass goblets.<br>"Oh, good. Ronan, this is Mairion. She can help you as well, if you are short of someone without your companion?"<br><br>She took one of the glasses as Mairion filled it, sipping and nodding appreciatively.
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				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 15:23:06</strong>
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				Ronan smiled as Mairion handed her a goblet.<br>"That would be lovely if you could? I think I'd only really need help to have my hair done for tha ball, all my other clothes are simple enough."<br>She sipped her drink, then took a longer draft, sighing as she finished.<br>"That is just what my poor parched throat needed, thank you Eleanor, and thank you Mairion." 
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				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 15:30:26</strong>
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				The girl curtsied, tongue-tied as always in the presence of any noble other than Eleanor, and then scurried off into Eleanor's bedroom. Eleanor curled up on the couch as best she could in the cloying skirts, unconciously mirroring Ronan's posture, and drank a little more from her own glass.<br><br>"Tell me more about your court," she asked idly. "New fashions? New gossip and intrigue?" her smile had a slightly naughty edge to it. She loved courtly intrigue herself, leaping with enjoyment and the protection of royalty into the undercurrent of backstabbing and scandal that ran under the flowered face of the court.
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				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 15:56:28</strong>
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				Now she was talking, Ronan loved the tittle tattle and intrigue, after all, it was sometimes the only entertainment she got in her lonely existance and visit from others was always a big event even if nothing much happened.<br><br>She told her how her court favoured a more comfortable, less formal way of dress and didn't believe that women should be trussed up and made to sit around like manequins, but to take an active part in ruling the lands.<br>She told her about the three guards who were caught being 'indescrete and talking in their cups' and were found out to be in the employ of a local Barron and how her father dealt with it, the gossip poured out, Including the unfortunate accident with Lady Matilda and the suckling pig, the servant that was caught rifling through her mothers underwear and many other silly day to day snippets of her households life.<br>"And........you know Lord Thornson? Well, he has three daughters and TWO not one, but TWO of them are with child and unmarried.<br>I overheard mother talking with his wife, Lady Anne, she was distraught, apparently they are with child from the SAME man! Of course they won't say who, or where, but no-one is happy, apart from the man I suppose, because he is getting away scot free....."<br>Ronan paused to take a breath.<br>When we get back they are to come and stay locked in the keep until they give birth and mother is going to bring them up as foundlings, she and Lady Anne are very old friends."&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 16:07:49</strong>
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				Eleanor's eyes were wide with delighted horror at the gossip.<br>"That's terrible! The same man? Oh my. I can't imagine what the poor girls are going through. I heard that Jezelene of Morton was with child but nobody can confirm it although I also heard she has been sent to the Duke's summer home in the mountains..."<br>She exchanged a knowning look with the princess and sat back.<br>"Still, you are lucky with the way you can dress. This is actually quite a practical dress for the court. I am sure you noticed some of the creations at the greeting. I cannot even sit down in most of them."<br><br>She managed to reach the jug with some difficulty and refilled both their glasses.<br>"So you actually get to make real decisions about your lands?"
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				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 16:22:52</strong>
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				Ronan looked shocked by the news of Jezelene, from what she remembered she was plain and dowdy, everyone had decided that she was one for the sisterhood and they were from a very religious family.<br><br>Nodding in sympathy at the dress she wore, Ronan leant forward.<br>"But no-one says you have to wear it in your own rooms do they? Take it off, I'll help you, sit in your underwear, there's no-one to see you but myself and Mairion."
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				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 16:31:49</strong>
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				Eleanor laughed and nodded.<br>"Yes, I suppose you are right. I was trying to be proper for appearances, but I suppose looking like a fool compared to your court traditions. Mairion wont come out of there for a while... she is shy, poor thing. We must strike a deal... I will disrobe if you join me. As pretty as those robes are, they look too heavy for the summer heat."<br><br>Pushing herself awkwardly to her feet, she began fumbling for the cords at the base of the back of her own neck. Despite her calm, matter-of-fact demeanor, her heart was pounding... her upbringing had made her very uncomfortable at the idea of undressing, even if just partially, in the presence of anyone other than her maid.
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				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 16:48:23</strong>
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				Ronan laughed at her fumbling and after pulling off her outer robe, she went to help, moving Eleanor's hair out of the way, lest it get caught, untieing the cords that held the dress so tightly.<br>"Hmmmm....your hair smells so nice, what is the perfume?"<br>She found herself breathing in Eleanor's aroma, liking it very much as she fumbled her way through the bindings of the dress. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 16:53:27</strong>
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				Eleanor smiled, keeping as still as possible as she felt Ronan's hands working on her dress fastenings.<br>"It is made locally. Here in the castle, in fact, at least the final mixing. We have a number of little industries within the castle walls. It is a tradition from the old wars, I suppose."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 17:22:40</strong>
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				"It's lovely, do you think I could have some?"<br>Finally the ties at the back of her dress were undone and as Ronan loosened it, even she gave a sigh of relief.
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				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 17:28:42</strong>
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				"Yes, of course, I will tell Mairion to take some to your room."<br>The whalebone creaked audibly as the strain lessened and Eleanor's sigh of relief was indeed loud. Slightly shy, she shrugged out of the dress and then stepped out of the mass of material piled on the floor, now wearing nothing but sheer stockings, a thin silk slip, and barely visible through the slip a pair of brief-style panties.<br><br>Wrapping her arms around herself self-conciously she cast a nervous look at the windows, although from the third-story view, nobody could possibly see in.
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				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-04-2006, 23:11:08</strong>
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				Ronan giggled at her, turned and walked into her bedroom.<br>She reappeared moments later with Eleanor's night dress and handed it to her.<br>"Here, put this on, you have a beautiful body Eleanor, but there's no need to feel uncomfotable in the privacy of your own rooms."
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				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>22-04-2006, 08:47:44</strong>
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				Eleanor took the dress and smiled shyly, holding it against herself but not putting it on just yet. She looked down self-conciously, her eyes running over the way the slip followed the curves of her body.<br>"Do you really think I have a beautiful body?" she asked, a touch uncertain. "The men watch me, sometimes, I see them looking, but I believe it is just because of who I am."<br><br>She plopped down on the couch again, the dress covering her front, and sighed.<br>"Oh, I do not know what to do. Mother expected me to be married now, there are many neighbours with whom we could benefit with a marriage, but none have come forward. And, well it is terrible to say so, but I do not want to be married to any of them."
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				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>22-04-2006, 15:14:03</strong>
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				Ronan sat down next to her pushing back a stray hair from Eleanor's face.<br>"Yes you are very beautiful, but the way you are trussed up like that is enough to put anyone off. What would you choose to hold close? A man who wore simple tunic and breaches, or a knight in full armour? These dresses you wear are just like that armour, it says keep away from me because you can't get to me anyway."<br><br>Ronan stood up and opened her arms, showing Eleanor her underdress that she wore. It was fine cotton and though loose, the fabric was so fine, that with the sun shining through it, you could almost see every part of her naked body under it.<br>"Now I would most certainly not go out in public in just this, but...come....hold me and see how much more inviting and comfortable holding an unfettered body is."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 10:21:50</strong>
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				Eleanor gasped, flushing hotly and giggling.<br>"Oh, no, I could never do something like that, it would not be proper."<br>She turned her head away, her cheeks bright pink, but her eyes strayed surreptitiously back to the beautiful princess.<br><br>"You are so lucky, with your freedom and confidence," she sighed softly. "Beautiful and free, both together. I wish I could live with you, in your world, rather than trapped here..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 10:38:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Propper? It's not propper to embrace a friend?"<br>Ronan looked at her in surprise.<br>"Then are you to stand around like an ornament waiting for someone to pick you off a shelf like some item to be bought in the market place?"<br>She sighed, dropping her arms to her sides looking dejected.<br>"It is none the wonder that no Prince shows interest, your mother and father really must want to keep you here all the time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 10:53:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor's face fell, her eyes dropping down and to one side. Her arms closed around herself again, clutching her own arms as she sighed.<br>"I suppose I should be angry at the words, but you are right. Not a market item but a bargaining piece, to be traded for a suitable deal for the kingdom."<br><br>She smiled sadly, glancing sideways at the princess.<br>"That is the price of royalty here. But I have offended you. Please forgive me, and let us talk of something else, if you will?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 10:59:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You haven't offended me Eleanor."<br>She sat back down beside her, giving her a small sad smile.<br>"I just feel really sorry for you, yes my father would like me to marry for the good of our Kingdom, but he wants me to be happy as well, he would not force me to do anything that I did not wish to."<br><br>Patting her friend gently on the knee, Ronan's face lit up.<br>"Can you ride? Ride a horse?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 11:06:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Eleanor smiled back and nodded.<br>"I have ridden a little. I have even ridden in the trophy hunt one year, although I think all of the trophies were found before I was much into the trees. Do you wish to ride?"<br><br>Still a little downcast, but excited enough to rush off without waiting for an answer, she jumped to her feet and hurried into her bedroom. There was a faint squeak of dismay from Mairion at her state of undress, and then clattering and general chaffing as Eleanor harassed Mairion into finding her riding things.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 11:13:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan laughed as she saw the half naked girl run past her in a frenzied blur, she had been intending to suggest a very early morning escape the following day, but how could she stop her?<br>Eleanor seemed so constricted and limited, if this was one thing she could do, then they would do it.<br><br>Standing, she pulled her over dress back on, well she was ready. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 11:20:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor appeared in the traditional riding dress for a courtly lady... a dress comprised of cluster of bifurcated skirts, a thick, hard-wearing material over the usual flounced underskirts, leading up to a high-necked bodice. Boots that seem horridly impractical for any sort of outdoors activity, rather nice riding gloves, and a rakish hat tilted over one eye completed the effect.<br><br>She paused at the door. "Are you riding like that? Are you not afraid of damaging those beautiful robes?" she asked, slightly wide-eyed. It was starting to dawn on her just how much freedom her beautiful new friend had.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 11:32:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was just about to ask if <em>YOU</em> were riding like <em>that</em>!"<br><br>Ronan just stood, she couldn't add any more, it was......barbaric.....how could anyone expect to ride like that.<br>&nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 13:16:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor frowned and opened her mouth, then looked down and smiled shamefaced.<br>"I suppose you are right. It does look silly. What choice do I have? If I were to leave in anything less, it would be a scandal."<br>She shrugged expressively and turned to the door.<br><br>"Come. I will show you the way. Did you bring a horse? If not, I have a beautiful mare for you, she is lovely!"<br>Chattering about the horse, Eleanor led the way through the meandering corridors to the stables.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 13:33:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan rolled her eyes.<br>How on earth was Eleanor going to ride in all of that?<br>"I have my own stallion with me he is a grey, bread as a war horse, but there must have been some mixed blood somewhere, because he grew to be more of a fleet footed hunter than a heavy footed fighter."<br><br>On the way down to the stables, Ronan stopped.<br>"I just have go back and get something, I'll meet you at the stables....."<br>Turning on her heals, she ran off back to her rooms. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 13:53:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor looked back as Ronan disappeared, her brow furrowed in concern.<br><em>She rides a stallion? She wears comfortable robes, she thinks noting of disrobing, of hugging, of ruling...</em> she thought, shaking her head in slow amazement.<br><em>She must find us dreadfully boring and quite silly.</em> For some reason the thought dismayed her more than she thought it would, more than just annoyance at looking foolish before a visitor. She felt a deep need to impress the young woman, to have her really like her.<br><br>She turned and entered the stables, gathering up her tack and moving across to pat her pretty mare on the flank. A short while later she had her led out and dressed, checking the various straps as she waited for her friend, and ignoring the usual curious stares from the stable crew.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 14:09:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan came hurtling into the stable yard skirts pulled above her knee, with a leather bag thrown over her shoulder.<br>Out of breath she skidded to a halt in front of Eleanor, trying to get her breath back.<br>"Sorry....got delayed....mother...hens.....clucking....here now....get horse...."<br><br>She turned to one of the stableboys and asked where her horse had been stabled, then dashed off with him. It couldn't have been more than a few minutes before Ronan reappeared astride a large&nbsp; grey stallion, she drew him up to Eleanor's mare and he pranced proudly as he nodded and nuzzled her.<br><br>Her feet and legs bare to her knees, her robes pulled up, for her to ride comfortably, it was obvious that she wasn't using a saddle.<br>"I'm ready when you are......"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 14:37:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor's eyes widened as she saw Ronan's bare calves and she looked away quickly, trying her best to hide her reaction, although she couldn't hide the faint flush that rose to her cheeks. To her own surprise, she realised she was convincing herself internally that the blush was due to the impropriatory of the bare legs rather than... anything else.<br><br>Vaguely confused, she shook her head and climbed with surprising grace into the saddle, settling herself down on the sidesaddle with cautious little movements. Finally comfortable, she wheeled the spirited little mare around and trotted towards the stables entrance, smiling over her shoulder at the visiting princess.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 14:53:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan's eyes widened again, side saddles were for old maids to be led for a little walk through the gardens or along the coast, because they could no longer walk properly. She had never, in her whole life seen anything like this before.<br>Trying not to make judgements of other peoples ways of life, she smiled back at Eleanor and attempted to keep her grey under control at the sedate pace she had set.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 15:00:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite the encumbrances of the saddle and skirts, Eleanor rode well, although with a caution that spoke of inexperience. The little brown mare was very obviously a quality horse, healthy and calm and well trained, with a high level of endurance that showed as Eleanor urged her into a canter as they left the stables and clattered across the courtyard towards the main gate. The horse accelarated smoothly, muscles rippling easily under the fine coat.<br><br>Various tradesmen and castle staff scattered as the two proud horses crossed the communal area, and it was mere moments before they were heading down the inner town road towards the massive outer wall.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 15:19:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan still followed wondering how on earth she managed to keep on the horse, never mind nudge it into a canter, she easily kept the pace, only Norn, her horse was all the more eagre to break free and stretch his legs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 15:31:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was one advantage to the rediculous riding dress; the guards at the imposing main gate recognised the princess and her companion from some distance away and rapidly directed the trade traffic to one side, giving the women an open road into the main road. As soon as Eleanor saw the road open up, she leaned down and patted her horse on the shoulder, whispering into its ear, and then slapped it firmly on the flank.<br><br>The mare's hindquarters bunched and then flexed strongly, pushing the horse forward with surprisingly accelaration, thundering into a gallop through the arch of the rear and then front gates and then out and across the road, verring almost immediately into the sprawling fields just outside the huge walls.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 15:42:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Norn reared and whinnied, hooves slashing at the air, as the mare jumped into action.<br>He leapt forward in persuite, charging through the gates. <br>Eleanor could clearly hear the pounding of the hooves behind then beside her as Ronan, a rediculously joyous smile upon her face, leant over to speak to her.<br>"Race you to those trees!"<br>She pointed to a small woodland area, across the pasture from them and without further word, she leant down onto her horses neck and sped off towards them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 15:51:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor leaned into the saddle, urging her horse after the rapidly dwindling rear view of the horse in front of her. The mare gave its best, running in long, ground-eating strides, but the mare was bred for endurance rather than performance and the result was a foregone conclusion. The stallion was nearing the trees before Eleanor was quite half way there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 16:22:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan pulled Norn to a halt a few feet away form the trees and turned him to watch Eleanor ride towards them.<br>As she waited she glanced around her and back to the castle, she could see the guard watching them from the towers, she glanced around again at the woodland and over the fields, then turned again to watch Eleanor make the rest of the way.<br>Chearing and clapping both horse and rider as they pulled up along side, Ronan shouted her aproval.<br>"Well done both of you! Boith good horse and rider, especially the way that poor mare has to carry you and that cumbersome clothing, you are a fine horsewoman."<br>She slapped the mare on the neck.<br>"And a fine horse."<br>&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 16:30:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The castle, famed for its size, loomed massively over the countryside. Sheer grey walls, topped with pointed towers, provided a menacing face to anyone outside.<br><br>Eleanor flushed with a mixture of pride and embarassment at the comment about the clothes, and patted her horse gently as it shifted under her, blowing and huffing after the run. She was quite pleased to see that the stolid mare showed little more exaustion than the fine stallion, and in fact seemed postively eager to forge on. She laughed and nodded.<br>"Yes, she was a wonderful find. A present from my eldest sister, when she moved to her husbands fortress on the borderlands.<br><br>She sighed and looked into the trees, a clump that followed a tributary that arced down to join the main river as it left the castle.<br>"There is a nice glade in here, where courting couples often make assignations. Should we sneak in and see if we can catch any of the castle staff?" There was a devilish look in her eyes, sparkling at the idea of mischief.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 17:05:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan's eyes lit up as she grinned back.<br>"Well that would be a bonus, but I wanted us to get away somewhere out of site, I have a present for you!"<br>She patted her bag.<br>"Lead the way..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 17:09:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Evidently curious, but too restrained to ask, she turned the mare and led them into the trees. After a little while she slipped easily off the saddle and let the mare have her head. Obviously used to the process, the horse clopped over to a small sunlit patch of grass and started nibbling at the tender green growth.<br><br>Eleanor put her finger to her lips and slipped off amongst the trees, towards the distant gurgle of the river.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 17:32:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan slid off Norn and left him with the mare, hitching up her skirts and followed carefully so as not to step on anything that would make a noise.<br>She stifled a giggle as she got nearer to Eleanor, stumbling and bumping into her back side.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 17:41:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor snorted a stifled giggle in response, covering her mouth with her hand as she beckoned Ronan forward to peer through some bushes. They probably could have made as much noise as they liked, however... the young couple on the river bank, the girl in an unmistakable castle maid uniform, were utterly engrossed in gazing into each other's eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2006, 18:03:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"ohhhhhhhhhh....isn't that sweet?"<br>Ronan leant her hand of Eleanor's shoulder so she could whisper into her ear.<br>"They are going to kiss each other any moment now....look....yes...see told you!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 08:46:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor stared entranced, nestled up against the princess. She bit her lip as the courting couple lost themselves in the kiss, watching the scene with absorbtion. After a moment she turned her head to comment to Ronan and found her face inches away, the closeness taking her breath away. She flushed as she gazed into Ronan's eyes for a moment, and then dropped her gaze, her breathing fast.<br><br>"Perhaps we should... um... perhaps... um... we should... move away..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 12:03:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan nodded, noticing that her new frined had become flushed.<br>"Yes....come on, I still have my gift for you....it should help your shortness of breath."<br>She turned and lead the way back out of the undergrowth and to where she had dropped the bag, near to the horses.<br><br>Picking it up, she held it out to Eleanor, hoping that she would like the almost identical underdress and outer robe that she had 'borrowed' from one of the slightly smaller ladies that accompanied them. The pail blue under and dark blue outer would at least suit Eleanor's colouring.<br>"Go on..take it..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 12:09:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She took the clothes with uncertain surprise.<br>"F... for me? To wear? I, um... I do not know what to say. Thank you, Ronan."<br>She admired the boldly coloured cloth, running her fingers over the fine weave.<br>"Your people make good cloth. I suspect this meet will have more of it in our stalls," she commented with a smile, uncertain what to do next.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 12:25:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Go on then! Put it on......there must be somewhere we can ride freely without anyone seeing you in such a disgraceful state of undress?"<br>Ronan grinned at the thought of what Eleanor's people must think of her, if she herself was so reticent about wearing similar clothes.<br>She walked over to the mare, patting and stroking her shoulder before moving to undo the saddle from her back.<br>"And then you won't need to have this thing either.....think of the fun..the freedom!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 12:34:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I, er..."<br>She looked around at the treeline, her imagination populating it with all sorts of watching eyes, before something... perhaps the warm sunlight and the beautiful day, perhaps the memory of the uncaring couple and the shimmering river, perhaps just the idea of riding freely with her beautiful new friend... decided for her. She cast her concerns to the winds and turned to a nearby tree, leaning against it for balance and tugging at the fastenings of her complex dress.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 12:57:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan heaved off the heavy saddle and found a safe dry spot for it to sit.<br>"I think even your mare will enjoy this, that thing weighs as much as a suite of armour! We don't use saddles for leaisure riding, usually because we end up riding straight into the sea, it's fanastic excercise for the hoses and it strengthens them, when they are recovering, takes the wieght of their injuries."<br>She grinned.<br>"And it's great fun....."<br>Pulling a large handful of grass, she rubs the mare where the saddle had been.<br>"You need help with that?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 13:06:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, thank you, I'm fine," she said primly, one arm twisted up behind her back in what must be an uncomfortable position. Some minutes of struggling and heavy breathing later and she was stepping out of the mass of material, her riding boots hurled to one side with some annoyance.<br><br>After another careful scan of the treeline to ensure nobody was watching, she tugged her slip over her head and stood flushing and biting her lip, for the first time in her memory wearing nothing but the tiny scrap of panties, and standing outside.<br><br>After a moment of mixed excitement and fear, she scuttled over to the new dress and examined it, juggling it as she tried to find the best way to put it on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 13:54:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Straight over your head, then pull the neck hole a little tighter for the inner dress."<br>Ronan giggled as she picked up the cast off clothes a folded them as best she could. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 14:02:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She struggled into the dress, tugging it around herself, trying to get as comfortable as she could. The robes felt worryingly loose, while still being form-fitting enough to touch her in unfamiliar places.<br><br>Once she got used to it, she had to admit that it was comfortable.<br>"Nobody is going to even recognise me in these," she giggled.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 14:41:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grinned.....<br>"Wouldn't they?"<br>A wicked little glint appeared in her eyes.<br>"Then where is the nearest village? We could pretend we were lost and see if the young men come to our rescue!"<br>She gave Eleanor a critical look.<br>"But first, I want a little hug in repayment for your freedom and we have to get all those horrible pins and clips and goodness know what out of your hair!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 14:56:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor giggled at the idea of the village mischief and then bit her lip at Ronan's final comments, her eyes shining, before she impulsively flew at the young princess and wrapped her in a huge hug, nearly bashing the young woman in the head with one of the heavy hair clips. She had never felt as crazily free in her entire closeted life, and it was as if her feet would leave the ground any moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 15:11:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"OHHHHHHHHHHH............"<br>Eleanor's prediction came true, the sudden rush and coliding embrace sent Ronan backwards loosing her balance as she landed on her back, the smaller young woman on top of her, arms and legs tangled around each other.<br>Ronan squeeled with laughter as she managed to wrap her arms around her friend, impulsively kissing her on the cheek.<br>"I thought you were going to say no again!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 15:15:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor was laughing just as hard, squirming as she managed to pull back out of the embrace enough to look at Ronan, the laughter calming for a moment as she smiled at the woman.<br>"I do not think I could resist," she said gently, the smile lingering on her lips as her cheek tingled where Ronan had kissed her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 15:29:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan giggled back at her reply.<br>"Then I'm going to force you to kiss me as well!"<br>Turning her face slightly, she closed her eyes and hugged Eleanor close, still laughing.<br>"And I refuse to let you go until you do!"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>25-04-2006, 17:42:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor giggled and and planted her lips quite willingly on Ronan's cheek, almost giddy with the rush of the newfound freedom. The day, already beautiful with the warm sunlight, the distant river and the green countryside, was somehow made more beautiful still by someone being in her arms.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 06:00:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan looked at her a large smile on her face.<br>"This really is a nice hug Eleanor and a lovely sweet kiss, but there's something sticking in my back."<br>What she didn't tell her was that, laying like this, she was beginning to get feelings that she didn't normally associate with a female firend and the closeness of Eleanor, almost wrapped around her was beginning to make her want to touch her in ways that she really should not be wanting to touch her.<br>"I think it may be a pine cone or something like that."<br>She moved her hips trying to ease the pain in the small of her back, then caught her breath, that hadn't helped her feelings one little bit, the feeling of wanting to kiss her full on the lips almost overwhelming her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 09:43:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor nodded and wriggled herself free, reluctantly rolling to one side to allow Ronan to get up. She lay on her back in the grass, looking through the gap in the trees at the blue sky above, her eyes half closed, the memory of her friend pressed against her still foremost in her mind, for a reason she couldn't quite understand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 09:51:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once she was free, Ronan hitched up her hips and put her hand under the small of her back, pulling out a pine cone twice as big as her fist.<br>"OW! Look at that! You have probably cripple me for life! I've never had anything <em>THAT</em> big pressed into me before and I hope I never will!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 10:11:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor giggled and blushed a little, trying to ignore the potential innuendo in the words, sure that a princess shouldn't know something like that. She just smiled at her friend and then quickly looked away before anything showed on her face, looking back up at the sky.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 11:29:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at Eleanor as she giggled and blushed, wondering why do that over a pinecone, then slowly, her brow furrowed, Ronan realised what she had said.<br>Snorting as she put her hand to her mouth she too began to giggle and go red just a little.<br>"Oh my........Oh I don't believe I said such a thing....."<br>She began to laugh.<br>"What a thing to say!"&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 11:49:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor snorted, her lips pressed tightly together as she tried to keep a straight face, then she burst into an unladylike guffaw and curled up in the grass, laughing fit to burst her sides, more at Ronan's reaction than at what she said. The laughter subsided after a moment and she rolled on to her side, head propped up on one elbow, and smiled at her friend, eyes dancing with humor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 11:55:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan breathed deaply, then let out a long lingering sigh as she lay looking up at the patterns the leaves made dappling the sunlight through the tree's canopy.<br>"I wonder what it's like?......... You know......having .....being....in love with someone and having.....<br>Oh you know...relations with them....." <br><br>She sighed again.<br>"I wonder when our princes will come riding through on their huge white chargers to sweep us off our feet and to wrap us in their arms and give us long passionate kisses......" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 12:04:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor snorted, rolling her eyes.<br>"I am not sure what princes you have in the isles. Around here, they are as likely to fall from their charger due to being tremendously drunk."<br>She smiled slightly cynically.<br>"As for relations... well... the castle maids seem rather enthusiastic, but my sister never seemed particularly impressed. I do not know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 12:13:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighed and looked dreamily into the distance.<br>"Oh........there aren't many Princes.....but Oh dear.....the Barron's sons make me go weak at the knees. I got a kiss from the youngest one, he's too young for me, so it was more a brother sister sort of kiss, but there are two other brothers......."<br>She sighs....<br><br>Turning her head she looks at Eleanor.<br>"Have you ever been kissed before? You know....romanticly sort of?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 12:27:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor sighed and shook her head.<br>"Oh no, never, it just would not be proper. I can never be alone with a man. Always have to be chaperoned, you see."<br>She shrugged one-shouldered.<br>"I am not that worried. There are few men here I would consider kissing anyway."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 12:34:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"New blood...thats what is needed round here....new blood!"<br>Ronan rolled over onto her stomach, ending up near to Eleanor.<br>"See if your parents would allow you to come and stay with us on the coast and you can come and flash your beautiful eyes at the Barron's sons..."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 12:41:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor giggled and blushed, looking away shyly.<br>"It does sound like fun, although I would not know how to flash my eyes at anyone."<br>She giggled again, before plopping back onto her back, her uncharecteristic nervousness increasing each time Ronan moved closer to her. She explored the sensation in her mind, trying to understand why, while she answered absentmindedly.<br>"Do you really think I have beautiful eyes?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 14:20:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They are like rays of sunshine on a winters day!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 16:24:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor's lips curled into an uncertain smile as she glanced across at Ronan a few time to make sure she wasn't being joked with.<br>"Awww, you are just teasing me," she giggled and let her head flop back to the grass.<br>"I am truely not surprised that you have the attention," she remarked. "You are beautiful and are so free as well. I am sure your father has chaperones following you around all the time just to keep you safe."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 16:37:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(OOC: I am so sorry for such a short post as above!......I was sure there was more than that!)<br><br>Ronan, managed to catch her gaze and stared into them.<br>"Yes, they are really and truely beautiful, such a rich brown, like a well polished chestnut.....They are the most beautiful eyes......."<br>Still gazing at her she answered Eleanor's question, her face drifting closer to hers.<br>"My father trusts me, besides.....he knows that I would give every possible chaperone the slip if he were to......." <br><br>As though it were the most natural thing in the world, as Ronan's words trailed off, she leant the few extra inches and kissed Eleanor gently on the lips.&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 16:44:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor stiffened with shock for a moment, and then melted, the warm, soft, intense sensation of lips against hers simply overruling anything else in her mind. She kissed back almost instinctively, nothing conscious involved in the reaction. It was almost a surreal moment to her, dizzying, as if she had stood up to fast and then been caught in a very real-feeling daydream.<br><br><br>(OOC:Don't worry, I've just been hunting down a nasty little trojan that managed to get past my defenses, so a single line post was probably all my poor tortured brain could handle)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 17:27:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan left her lips and lifted her head, gulping, her face a mask of confusion. She opened her mouth to say something, but had to stop to gulp again, doing it several times more, until she finally managed to speak.<br>"OH........I......errrrr......Oh......."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 17:36:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor simply lay there, her eyes wide with astonishment, her lips lightly parted as she took in what just happened. She watched as Ronan sought for words, her face an otherwise unreadable mask, before simply reaching up and gently pulling Ronan back down into another kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>26-04-2006, 17:57:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For a moment, Ronan hessitated, but as her lips touched Eleanors and the same shiver ran through her that had done before, she relaxed and enjoyed the sensation, finding herself wrapping her arms around her neck and stroking her hair, carressing the back of the young woman's neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 08:28:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor's hands ran slowly from Ronan's hips to glide up the curve of her back, caressing her slowly through her robes as her lips in turn caressed Ronan's, parting them into the kiss as she almost whimpered softly from the intense emotions of the contact.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 10:52:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan caught her breath and moaned, warm and tenderness flowing throung her as Eleanor wrapped her arms around her.<br>She sighed as she pulled herself reluctantly away from her lips, so that she could look at Eleanor clearly.<br>"We should not be doing this......". 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 11:08:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor nodded, her gaze never leaving Ronan's face.<br>"No, we should not," she whispered, her breathing fast. "I do not want it to stop. I do not want to think about it..."<br>She closed her eyes as the moment caught up with her.<br>"You must think I am terrible."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 12:06:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan shuck her head, whispering quietly to her.<br>"It was I who kiss you Eleanor, I was the one who began this.....I am sorry....."<br>She pulled her friend close to her and held her tight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>28-04-2006, 12:15:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor hugged Ronan equally tightly, a welter of emotions spreading through her as she felt the warmth of the woman's body against&nbsp; her own.<br>"Do not be sorry. I am glad." She whispered. "But it is here now, and I do not want it to go. How... how do we carry on?"<br>Her voice caught as she asked the question, realising that she truely did not want the little door they had opened to close.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>30-04-2006, 07:59:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan shook her head, she had no idea what was happening to her, not even trying to work out why. Her mind couldn't comprehend this, not at this moment, not with Eleanor so close, bringing feelings into her body and mind that shouldn't be there. <br>She&nbsp; was a woman, she would fall in love and marry a strong and powerful warrior, breed strong children, carry on her family line, make them strong.....yet she was here, next to a young chit of a girl, who was so strange and different and well....a girl.....<br><br>She bit her lip and looked away from Eleanor for a moment, trying without success to make any sense of this at all.<br>"I don't know Eleanor....I really...don't know......" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 11:17:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor sighed and closed her eyes again, lying back.<br>"Perhaps we should let it go for now?" she said, smiling a little wistfully. "Pretend nothing has happened, and let the day go as normal?"<br>She didn't want to, but it would at least let them think about things, let things mull over in their heads.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 11:22:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded her head, perhaps that would be best? Perhaps this was just some utter silliness on both of their parts, just...well....just nothing.<br>Roman tried to convince herself that there were not any confusion in this and that it was all...just really...a kiss....between friends,, and nothing more at all.<br>She sat up, fixing her best smile on her face.<br><br>"Lets go and torment the boys in the village, lets go and see if any of them, any one for that matter, recognises you in your disguise."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 11:45:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor nodded quietly and stood up, brushing grass from the robes and summoning enthusiasm for the jaunt. She tugged the last of the jewelled clips out of her hair, but replaced one at the back as an afterthought. It contained a small knife hidden neatly amongst the ornate workings of the clip... a vital precaution against the occasional assassination that plagued the turbulent court.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 12:09:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can you ride bare back?"<br>Ronan pulled a leaf from the back of Eleanor's hair, then called her horse to her.<br>"Do you need a hand to get on?"<br>She was desperately trying to sound as though nothing had happened, not sure if she was managing or not, her voice sounded very false to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 12:16:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I believe I can," she said, trying to keep her voice as airy as possible. Her patient mare stood quietly as she awkwardly clambered onto her broad back, flushing as her robes slid up to bare her legs to mid thigh as she settled down onto the animal.<br><br>She patted her mare gently and then waited for Ronan to mount. As confident as she looked, she certainly wasn't going to try anything like the wild ride they had had earlier... she felt a little precarious without the comforting lines of the saddle, as well as half naked in the form-fitting robes together with her bared, smoothly pale legs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 12:27:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She followed Eleanor's lead and mounted her grey with ease, settling herself confortably , then turning her horse to face the way they had come.<br>"We'll go at your pace, so you lead the way."<br>Ronan chuckled.<br>"Besides, if I lead the way, we would get lost as I have no idea where we are going!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 12:39:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor forced a smile and turned her own horse, leading the way at a gentle walk out of the clump of trees and around the outer edge, heading upstream as they curved back towards the river. The village wasn't far, an unwalled collection of rough houses, trade shops and a surprisingly large number of inns and flophouses, mostly built around servicing the stream of trade carts that visited the industrial behemoth within the castle walls.<br><br>Summersmeet always swelled the village population, however, and the large inns were bulging with visitors from around the realm. Rough tradesmen rubbed shoulders with frilled dandies from the noble houses not 'important' enough to warrant an invitation to the castle. The outskirts of the sprawling village was considerably quieter, with locals and farmers from the nearby farms meeting along the dusty tracks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 12:51:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan's grin broadened as they aproached, she drew her horse next to Eleanor's, her eyes twinkling with mischief.<br>"Where should we start? Who should we try first?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 13:00:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor shrugged one-shouldered, pretending nonchalance as she glanced at the distant crowds. Their approach had already gathered notice from those flocking the outside roads... a cluster of large young farmers were casting surreptitious glances in their direction, an understandable reaction in a world where some of the outlying Barons still ruled by sword and whip.<br><br>"You know more about this sort of thing than I do," Eleanor muttered, trying not to stare at the populace around her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 11:06:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked around.......<br>"Look.there!....There's some handsom young men and they look as though they are visitiors too....less chance of you being recognised."<br><br>Sure enough there were three young noblemen standing by a statue of some sort.<br>All tall and handsome, dark haired and blue eyed, they turned and as one watch the two of them looking around. The older of the three straightened himself and beamed back at Ronan, who flashed him a smile. The next in line, for they seemed to be brothers, after being nudged by a much younger boy, turned and looked, seeing Eleanor, he blushed slightly and attempted a smile.<br><br>Ronan kicked her horse into action.<br>"Come on Eleanor, lets ask them to guide us....."<br>&nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>04-05-2006, 12:37:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, Ronan, wait... gah!" Eleanor tried in vain to call her back. Carefully not looking at the nobles, her eyes lowered and her face set into a hard look of concentration, she spurred her horse after the impetuous princess.<br><br>She wavered a little as she drew up with the woman, still not entirely stable on the horse's back, then looked up at the statue, determined willing her cheeks not to turn red as she felt the stares of the young men.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 07:38:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Excuse me good Sir's"<br>Ronan's voice was light and gentile, almost not quite her own as she fauned in front of the three young men.<br>"We were out riding and seemed to have lost our way."<br>Looking down she beemed at her chosen target, the eldest of them.<br>"Perhaps you would be willing to show us the way back to the castle?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 10:04:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor stared openly at her friend. This was a side of the confident woman she did not expect to see, and she abruptly found herself struggling to stifle a giggle. The ensuing mental struggle resulted in a large amount of cerebral confusion. Something had to give.<br><br>Something did.<br><br>With a despairing squeak, Eleanor lost her precarious balance on the horse and slid slowly, unstoppably sideways, to land on the ground with an audible thud.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 17:46:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"OH!"<br>Ronan watched, unable to move in time, as her companion slid to the floor. <br>She too, slid down, in a more controlled way, and dashed to her, only to be beaten to her by the second eldest brother.<br><br>He scooped her up, his eyes full of concern as he looked at her and helped her to stand.<br>"M'Lady......are you unwell? Should I fetch a physicion?"<br>He kept his arms wrapped protectively around her, holding her squarely, lest she should fall again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 15:46:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor looked a little bewildered, having caught her head a respectable thump on the hard-packed dust of the road. It took a moment before she realised where she was, leaning within the embrace of the young man.<br><br>With a startled squawk she wriggled away, blushing furiously as she forced herself to stand up straight and patted a few stray hairs back in place.<br>"Um, yes, um... I am quite well, thank you," she stammered and then stumbled slightly, the daze returning as her head decided it hadn't quite recovered from the blow just yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 16:29:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He caught her again.<br>"Please.....allow me to support you while you recover."<br><br>Seeing that her friend was in very capable hands, Ronan had turned her attention to the older brother, his name Andras and was flirting and giggling with all of her power.<br>Ealenor heard her tinkling laugh as she began to recover her senses.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 11:57:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor gave up the struggle and just leaned against the man's broad chest, blinking across at her friend as she waited for the ground to stop spinning. She really wasn't sure what she was supposed to do now. The conditioning of her upbringing was demanding that she withdraw as quickly as possible, with maximum outrage, <em>especially</em> in the scandalous robes! The other half of her, however, the half awoken by the new experiences the day had brought, was suggesting that she snuggle up to the man. This was the half that was winning.<br><br>A small part of her mind, a part she was unable to quash, was reminding her about the kiss from earlier, and mentioning that it might have been nice if it were Ronan she was snuggled against. She did her best to ignore the relentless thoughts, unsure what to make of them, and turned her attention to the man, gazing up at him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 12:48:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Are you staying in the village?"<br>The strong arms of the young man didn't release her and she was sure he didn't have any intentions of doing so just yet.<br>"I am Francis, my other brother is derk and then there's Sprat....not his real name but he answers to it."<br>He chuckled quietly.<br>"May I ask who this beautiful woman is that I am holding?"<br><br>Ronan meanwhile was flirting her heart out pulling all the stops out, the flutter of the lashes, the tiny touch of an arm, the slight leaning forward as she spoke and the thrust of her hips. Oh yes....she was pulling out all of the stops.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 13:04:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Eleanor," she answered with a shy smile. <br>"I am staying at the castle..." she murmured, watching her friend out of the corner of one eye. She could see 'Derk' responding suitably to Ronan's overtures, the manly chest becoming more outthrust, the deep chuckles in counterpoint to Ronan's laughter, the strong arm outstretched for her to take. Dragging her attention back to the man embracing her, she smiled again.<br>"I am sorry... I feel so silly, falling off my horse like that. You must think me a complete fool."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 14:33:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan smiled at Dirk and ruffled Sprats hair, Elleanor could here her heavy accent as she chatted to them.<br><br>Francis smiled down at the young woman in his arms.<br>"At the Palace eh? Oh you must be some one really special, as if I didn't know that already."<br>He eventually let go of her, still gently holding one of her arms just incase she was to fall again.<br>"Oh falling off horses is a favourite passtime where we come from and it's guaranteed to catch my eye, especially when it done by such a beautiful young woman like yourself." <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 14:45:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor's cheeks reddened slightly as she dropped her gaze, forcing herself to stand upright. <em>Don't look there!</em> her mind snapped at itself and she averted her eyes again, although a tiny corner of her mind did note and appreciate the fullness of the front of the man's breeches.<br>"W... where are you from?" she blurted abruptly, her mind finally catching up and mentioning that she should be contributing in some way to the conversation.<br>"You do not sound like you are from around here."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>09-06-2006, 18:39:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"No...I'm from the north, he glanced over at Ronan, not far from your firends homelands by the sound of it."<br>He gave Elleanor a quick smile and nodded towards the other young woman and his brother.<br>"Who seems to have taken a likeing to my brother by the looks of it."<br><br>Elleanor heard a chime of girlish laughter from behind her, then silence as Ronan allowed Derk to give her a very inapropriate kiss.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>10-06-2006, 09:00:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor smirked across at Ronan, sharing a brief glance of amusement with Francis as they watched the two smooching. She thought she might feel a bit of jealousy, but discovered she was instead enjoying the sight of her friend having the pleasureable experience.<br><br>She was a little surprised, though... Ronan's flirting was a lot more forward than she expected. She wondered if she was supposed to try and get Francis to kiss her as well... and just how far Ronan was planning on going.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>10-06-2006, 09:17:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt Francis' hand run lightly up her back and rest on her shoulder as he leant over to whisper.<br>"Perhaps I should become a kiss thief as well?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>10-06-2006, 09:59:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"My lips are not so easily won, brave rescuer," she laughed lightly and slipped away from his arm. She was feeling much better, if a little dishevelled, and was more in the mood to tease than be seduced just yet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>10-06-2006, 10:31:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Francis sighed and looked crest fallen.<br>"The most beautiful always say that......"<br>He gave her a wide eyed look, his big brown eyes looked sad under his thick brown lashes, the look of an abandonned young animal found shaking at the gate.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>12-06-2006, 08:28:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor melted inside, but managed to remain stern through nothing more than the years of conditioning her upbringing had inflicted on her.<br>"Now you are just trying to flatter me," she said and looked mock-offended, turning away and crossing her arms.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>12-06-2006, 12:22:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was feeling bold, thinking that she was just another guest, had he known who she was, it may have been a different matter, but he didn't.<br>Francis wrapped his arms around her from behind, crossing his over hers, nuzzling into her neck just behind her ear, mewling like a lost kitten, whispering to her.<br>"Awwwwwww....please forgive me?&nbsp; My brother and I could get our horses and escort you both back to the palace......we could take the long way round?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>12-06-2006, 12:36:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Still sensible of her proprieties, but overcome by the nuzzling as a sensation she could never have imagined, she slowly nods her head.<br>"Very well, if Ronan agrees and only if you promise to behave!" she said sternly, and turned to find her horse, hoping it hadn't wandered off in the excitement.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>12-06-2006, 13:23:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Perfect!"<br>He kissed her on the neck, then the lobe of her ear and let go of her,<br>He grabbed hold of his youngest brother, sending him for the horses, then made his way over to Derk and Ronan.<br>Sprat wandered off mumbling and grumbling about him missing out on all the fun and having to stay behind again, but even though he kicked at stones as he left, he still did as his older brother asked.<br><br>Ronan, her arms still wrapped around the young man listened to him then called to Elleanor.<br>"That is so kind of them is it not? Should we say yes?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>12-06-2006, 13:51:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor tried to look offhand and shrugged, but she was sure her excitement and curiosity showed on her face. She examined the face of her intriguing friend as well, wondering if the moment from earlier was on the northern woman's mind as much as it was on her own.<br>"I hardly know how we can refuse such graciousness," she answered finally, trying to pretend that it was merely due to politeness that she accepted the offer of a guide.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>12-06-2006, 16:06:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronans face lit up.<br>"Oh perfect......Francis says he knows of a very scenic route home as well, we can take a look at this strange country while we travel...."<br>She giggled with an almost girlish laugh.<br>"Won't that be wonderful?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>12-06-2006, 16:09:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor couldn't help but smile, an amused eyebrow raised at her friend's hyper cuteness, and turned her attentions to clambering back onto her horse. It seemed a little easier this time... perhaps the practice was already paying off. Reigning the horse around, she patted its flank while she waited for the young men's horses to arrive.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>12-06-2006, 16:15:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan too had mounted, she pulled her stallion next to Elleanor's mare and leaned over to speak to her.<br>Her face and eyes glowed with mischief as she whispered, leaning her hand on her friends knee.<br>"Isn't this just so much fun? You can listen to them telling you all about your own country and flirt at the same time."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>12-06-2006, 16:24:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor rested a hand on Ronan's hip as she whispered back.<br>"Ronan, I don't know what to do! I've never done this, remember! What if he wants to kiss me? What if he wants to do more?"<br>She was blushing hotly, aware of the curious stares of the two men and their returning brother.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 12:46:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan grinned.<br>"Do what you feel you want to."<br>She leant over and whispered close to her ear.<br>"Like you did with me....."<br>Planting the briefest of kisses on Eleanor's ear she sat back up as the two young men mounted their horses and smiled sweetly at them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 12:52:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor glared sideways at Ronan and then smiled back at the men, awkwardly guiding her horse over to them. She was feeling a combination of excitement and dread... none of the dreary tutoring she'd received from the swarm of tutors the castle was infested with had prepared her in any way for such a situation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 13:53:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan fell in easily beside Francis, flirting and fauning at him, her skirts settling a little higher than they would normally be, showing her long bare leg to it's best advantage.<br><br>Dirk pulled in near to Eleanor and tried his best to make small talk, but as the conversation died and an embarrassed silence took him, he flushed a little, stealing coy glances at her until he mumbled quietly.<br>"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met Eleanor."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 14:10:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She glanced sideways at him, a slight flush on her cheeks, but she kept her face carefully schooled to stillness.<br>"A wise woman would be careful how she takes such statements," she said, with a slight smile to show she wasn't being hostile.<br>"I'm sure you've seen many beautiful women."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 15:07:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not as beautiful as you"<br>His voice was a little stronger because he hadn't received a rebutal as he has expected.&nbsp; He glanced forward and saw Francis boldly touch Ronan's knee, wishing that he was as sure as his brother was with women.<br>Taking a deap breath he looked Eleanor fully in the face and tried to sound more surer of himself.<br>"No you <em>ARE</em> the most beautiful woman I have ever met....you are perfect...."<br>He even managed not to blush as he said it, though there was a tinge of pink to his cheeks.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 15:49:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Somehow Eleanor managed to remain completely calm, her face showing an icy reserve. Inside, though, her tummy was positively squirming.<br><em>Mother would be proud of me,</em> she thought. <em>All those lectures about controlling showing my emotions never had a test like this.</em><br><br>Tilting her nose up slightly, looking determindly ahead in the direction the horses were travelling, she kept her voice even.<br>"Nobody is perfect. You are flattering me." she announced, moving easily with the horse as it walked along the dusty road.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 16:17:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course I am!"<br>Dirk sounded almost surprised at his own firm voice and assurity.<br>"Eleanor, you are magnificent, you have poise and beauty and .......and the most beautiful smile and cute nose and eyes I could drown in.......you are truely the most beautiful woman I have ever seen!"<br>He knew he had over used beauty, but he could not think of another word that described her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 16:31:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A cute nose? Hmph."<br>She tried rather unsuccessfully to hide a smile as she rode on, the aformentioned nose even higher in the air. She cast around desperately for another way to sidestep his attentions.<br>"Is a pretty face all you men think of?" she attempted finally, flushing slightly again as she realised she was probably being mean.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 16:40:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Others may"<br>Dirk continued to speak boldly, he could see that she had blushed a little and had noticed the smile creaping over her lips.<br>"But I like poise and intelligence and life in a woman, I have no time for those prissy types who simper and fawn about me and you my lady are not one of those, I see great spirit and intelligence in you as well as beauty."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 16:46:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, you are well-spoken at least, and persistent. Enough flattery. Tell me of yourself. Men enjoy talking about themselves, I have noticed."<br>She was definately being mean, and she felt quite guilty about it. Still, there was a naughty pleasure in stringing the man on, and she had no doubt he was quite capable of absorbing a few verbal wounds.<br><br>She glanced across to see how Ronan was doing, a little calmer now she felt she was in control of things. She started to wonder where they were going, a little concerned about how she would handle reaching the castle.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 09:27:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There is little to tell M'Lady, I am the son of the King of a small kingdom, very near to your friend's home, if I am not mistaken by her accent."<br>He paused for a moment as his horse miss stepped on a stone, his knee brushing against hers.<br>"Beg your pardon M'lady"<br>Dirk moved his steed a discrete distance from Eleanor's then continued.<br>"As oldest brother, I will be crowned King when my father is no longer with us."<br><br>He sighed, watching Ronan and Francis, their horses near to each other, both flirting with each other. How he wished he were like his younger brother, he was shyer and not as agressive in anything, even when it came to women.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 09:38:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Eleanor raised one delicately sculpted eyebrow, the rest of her face still schooled to a calm expression.<br>"Should princes be enthusiastically pursuing strange women? I could be a peasant girl in her festival best, for all you know," she said archly, glancing down at the robes she was wearing. She flushed again as she realised how they had ridden up to nearly mid thigh and resolved to buy Ronan a full set of riding skirts.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 09:47:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				" 'Tis far better to have a commoner as a wife, who has spirit and a mind of her own, than some fawning Princess who knows no more than how to preen herself in front of a mirror."<br><br>Dirk bowed his head towards her with reverence. <br>"You M'lady Eleanor, have wit, a mind and beauty. As far as I am concerned, you could be an escaped slave and I would still admire you as such." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 09:52:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled sideways at him and refrained from answering for a moment, although she was very pleased inside. They rode in silence for a few minutes longer, and then she glanced at the green landscape.<br>"Where are we headed for? I do not think I have been this way before," she commented.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 10:16:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He glanced about him, as though it was the first time he had even noticed the direction they were travelling.<br>"I.......I'm not sure, Francis said he would lead the way. If you allow me to take my leave I will ride ahead and ask him."<br><br>Dirk bowed to her, but as he was just about to spur on his steed, the two in front stopped at a cross roads in the track, then turned left, onto a narrower and more thickly wooded&nbsp; pathway.<br>He steadied his horse again.<br>"Ah.....it seems that he at least knows which way to go." <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 10:23:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor shrugged and followed the others, shifting a little on the horse as her posterior started complaining about the amount of bumping it was receiving.<br>"I certainly hope so," she commented, sighing as she stretched her back, unaware of how this accentuated the mound of her bosom in the robes.<br>"I could do with a rest from riding."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 10:51:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then shall we walk for a while?"<br>Dirk ached to get nearer to her and walking on this narrow path would get them closer.<br>"It is hard and slow going on horse back any way."<br>He stopped his horse and slipped down from the saddle, holding his hand out to her as help, he tried his best not to look at her firm thigh at his eye level.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>28-06-2006, 11:58:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She clambered off the horse, the hem of the robe hooking long enough to flash the full length of her thighs before slipping loose as she clambered down.<br><br>Her face reddening, she straightened it and avoided meeting his eye, patting the horse vaguely.<br>"Let us walk then," she said a little breathlessly, and started leading her horse down the track after the others.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 13:45:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He fell into step next to her, allowing himself to get close enough to brush against her now and then as the path narrowed a little.<br>The two in front had dismounted also and they could hear quiet voices travelling back to them on the light breeze.<br><br>After a leasurely walk, the sound of running water became more apparent, glimpses of a stream the water sprkling in the sunlight through the trees and bushes. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 15:09:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was a moment before Eleanor recognised the stream, flushing slightly before darting a look at Ronan. It was the stream where they'd spied on the courting couple. She was starting to suspect that Ronan was trying to get her into trouble.<br><br>Composing herself again, she avoided looking at Dirk and drifted along behind the others.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 15:34:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They came to a halt and Ronan turned towards the two at the back, grinning.<br>"Oh look where we are Eleanor! You promissed me a swim the last time we were here!"<br>She gave her a look that also said <em>'among other things' </em> <br>"Come on!......lets do it now!"<br><br>Before anyone could say any more Ronan was running towards the sound of the water, her skirts hitched high to stop them catching on the tall grasses and bushes as she headed directly towards the small pond that they had seen the young lovers at.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 15:41:56</strong>
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				"Ronan! No, stop! We have no swimming clothes!"<br>Eleanor scurried after the headstrong princess, her own skirts clutched in one hand to prevent herself from falling.<br>"Besides... there were people there! Ronan!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>30-06-2006, 16:16:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Before Eleanor could even get to the pool she heard a splash.<br>Ronan's clothes were dumped by the edge of the water as she resurfaced from the water gasping for breath.<br>"Oh it's fantastic! Perfectly cool and refreshing for a hot day."<br>Swinging round, she splashed Eleanor.<br>"Come on! It's lovely, quick before the men catch up!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-08-2006, 13:44:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((Hi... 'm really sorry about the unexpected silence. I hope it's ok to continue? I missed this game :) ))<br><br>Eleanor hovered for an indecisive moment, and then tugged her dress over her head. She got stuck in the unfamiliar shape and strugged for a frantic few seconds, managing to finally tug it off and hurl it to the ground.<br><br>At that moment, she heard the distant rustle and low voices and gave a despairing squeak of dismay as she leapt bodily into the water, still dressed in her delicate silk underwear. The slight chill after the warm sunlight made her breath catch, and she struggled in the surprisingly deep water, glaring theatrically at Ronan.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-08-2006, 14:58:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ronan gluided over to her lifting and holding onto her while she gave her time to find her feet.<br>She saw the look on her face and hugged her close before giving her a long lingering kiss on her lips, ending with a peck on her nose.<br><br>"Isn't this fun?......You want the men in here as well? ......It'll be fun....."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-08-2006, 15:12:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eleanor purred into the kiss, melting into the beautiful girl's arms, the world forgotten while the soft lips were on hers.<br>She started with surprise when the spell was broken, looking quickly to make sure the men hadn't arrived in time to see the kiss, then looking indignantly at her friend... or perhaps more than friend.<br><br>"No, they can't come in here with us!" she hissed, whispering to make sure the men couldn't hear even the suggestion.<br>"It just wouldn't be proper!"<br>Part of her was quite interested in the idea, however, and struggled for control of her tongue to give aquiesence.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-08-2006, 15:40:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh...come on.........."<br>Ronan ran her hands down the young womans back, ending at her firm buttocks, squeezing them to pull her close to her.<br>"Or do you want me to keep you all to myself?......We could hide around the other side in the reeds?"<br><br>She leant forward and whispered into her ear.....<br>"I am in a mood that only one thing can get me out of."<br>Her warm tongue licked up the side of her neck, teeth nibbling her ear.<br>"And I know you want to.....experiment....." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-08-2006, 15:59:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The wet silk might as well not have been there... she could feel the woman's hands quite clearly as they clutched her so intimately, and she sighed with pleasure at the warm flick of her tongue up her neck. Before she could answer, the bushes right next to the pool rustled and shook and the men pressed through, eyes searching for the girls.<br><br>Blushing furiously at Ronan's suggestions, she tried to squirm out of the girl's embrace, although the attempt was somewhat halfhearted... as much as she wanted to maintain her regal propriety, she was also almost panting with awakened desire, her inexperienced body nearly overcome by the unaccustomed emotions.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>21-08-2006, 16:11:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Quickly......"<br>Ronan hissed.<br>"Make up your mind......."<br>She pulled her down so that only their heads were above the water.<br>"One ....... or all......."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Fantasy Romance (Wraithe and Elvi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wrathie</strong> on <strong>21-08-2006, 16:29:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't... I... um... " Still slightly panicked, she havered for a moment, and then suddenly relaxed, a smile curving her soft lips. She knew what she wanted, and she knew it was no good fighting it.<br>"I want to make you happy, dearest Ronan," she murmured, lifting one hand up to touch Ronan's cheek, stroking it with her fingertips.<br>"Whatever it is you desire, I will do."<br>She gazed into the woman's eyes, still smiling softly, realising just how true her words were... at that moment, she would give the girl her kingdom if she so wished.<br><em>What is happening to me?</em> she thought to herself, amazed at the feeling.
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