Hello Red, well it's off to bed........want to join me?RedHairedandFriendly said:Post 19Horatio had all ready sent four men to find and bring back Lady Desiree.
Post 20...cared for her deeply was on his way to her side.
Post 21"Soon I believe I'll be ready to enjoy your sweet flesh again."
Post 22 “Looks like we have our prize don't we,” the larger of the four said, as his eyes leered at Desiree.
Post 23...her loving sister, his next morsel to devour and possess.
Post 24... four nights with her pressed against him was not something he cared to imagine.
Post 25 “I'll not birth Satan's child,” she screamed as she collapsed and fell to the ground.
Post 26No more words were spoken as they each tried to calm their bodies.
Post 27...was once a spirit filled youth, that had grown into a witty lass.
Post 28Stephen needed to get her back to the castle before, he claimed her for his own.
Maggie looked at the unconscious woman that she loathed. She could end her life now. Everyone would suspect it was the knife wound that the fool creature had given herself. But she feared her own death more, not the death from the men downstairs but from the man who she had served for the last several years. Lord Falcon had taken her in when she showed up half dead on his property. She still didn't know how she had gotten to his land, her memory before that time was gone. She had been a young girl of 13, and she had seen the man's face when she woke up on a small cot in a small room.
She later learned they had found her collapsed on the outskirts of the forest and the archers had brought her here. Horatio healed her and told everyone she was under his protection. Through the years she grew into a small but pretty woman. But Horatio never really noticed. He was consumed by this need to have everything the woman in front of her had.
Maggie hadn't known she was in love with Horatio until after her began taking Mistresses. She would watch through a secret passage way, each time he took his pleasures with the women. Her body would spasm, as she pictured herself under his body. Once she had laid in his bed naked, her body glistening with scented oils. Horatio had looked at her breasts and her sex, and told her she was to leave and not display herself like that to him again.
Now she looked at yet another woman that had taken her Lord's body, while she had gotten nothing once more. The keeps physician came in and quietly pushed Maggie away, ordering her to gather clean lines and hot water.
While she was gone, the physician stripped Katherine and began treating the wounds from Lord Falcon's beatings. When Maggie returned he had her help cleanse the knife wound. He looked up into Lady Falcon's closed face and hung his head. The knife wound now closed, he pushed hair from Katherine's face, "I've never had the chance to save one of his broken birds, I'll not let this one die." He glared at Maggie's growl and ordered her from the room.
Once she left, he eased water into the woman's mouth, gathered his belongings and headed down to the woman's father. Old Mason, had served Lord Falcon since his father, the previous Lord Falcon, had died. He had been away from the keep the day his entire family had been killed. He too had lost his wife and his three sons, but his wife had not been his wife in a long time, and his sons were not his. He pledged loyalty to the young boy, vowing to stay with him. Through the years, he often kicked himself for making such a vow, but he had and he would not break it.
Moving to the study, he knocked, then entered when he heard the gruff, "Enter." There stood the woman's father behind the room's large desk. Their eyes met as he crossed the room. "She'll live, as long as there is no infection. Your name sirs I wish to pledge my allegiance to you."
Mason eyed the two men and waited for one of them to speak. "I am Philip of Iverness and this is one of my trusted men, Marcus."
The old man knelt down on one knee, pledged to serve Lord Iverness, then slowly rose. "She rests now, MiLord. The wound was not deep, and I don't believe she carried a child, but if so, we'll know in a few more weeks."
Marcus walked forward, "And... how about the rest of her? That isn't the woman we know! The woman I lo.." he stopped, pulled his fingers through his hair and walked towards the window.
Mason looked to both men, "Her various bruises will heal and their will only be a few scars from the whippings, but the knife wound scar will always exist."
Marcus heard nothing after the words whippings. His heart broke and he felt the anger and tears in his eyes form. Whippings. He could only imagine the pain she had been feeling, and now felt. Clenching his fists he turned back to the other men, "I'll kill him myself."
Lord Iverness looked at Marcus, "I've told you how we'll deal with him. Now stand down, we have things to settle here."
He turned to the physician and asked him the prospects of others following suit in the allegiance to him.
"Many will and others won't. Most have families here and will wish to provide for them, some have no loyalties and will go where they wish. We have a scattering of maids to serve in the keep, but they kept out of Lord's Falcon's eyes as much as they could, with the exception of Miss Maggie."
"Maggie?" Marcus asked, "would she be the woman that we met in the hall?"
"Aye, most likely," Mason answered, "I be Mason, I don't believe I mentioned that before, but aye, Maggie was always willing to be seen by the Lord, but nothing came of it."
Marcus stared at the physician, "She wanted the man?"
"She still does, so I would watch her or have her leave, she should not be trusted."
Philip looked at both men, "We will keep an eye on her, if she is as loyal to Falcon as you say, then we need to keep her close, so as not to have her causing trouble, until she is dealt with."
Marcus cocked his brow, "She is but a serving wench, what power could she hold over anyone."
Mason and Philip both looked at each other, and chuckled. Philip smirked at Marcus, "She is a woman, and they hold more power then you realize."
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