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Post by Script on Oct 24, 2011 15:18:41 GMT -5
She put her hand to his cheek, leaning up to kiss him gently. "You don't owe me anything, Tristan. If you allow me to care for you, I will. And I won't expect anything but your care in return. It isn't my place to want anything more."
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Tyler grinned at her. "Then it is my duty to obey." He kissed her again. "As it's your duty to bear my children."
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Post by raven on Oct 24, 2011 17:02:58 GMT -5
"That's all you want from me?" He asked sounding surprised.
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Raven laughed, "right...at the rate we're going that shouldn't take very long my lord."
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Post by Script on Oct 24, 2011 17:07:21 GMT -5
"I...I'm fond of you, Tristan. I won't pretend not to be. I'd love to marry you. I'd make a good wife. And I wouldn't expect you to...limit yourself. I wouldn't complain if you...wanted other attentions."
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He growled a little, pleased. "Mm, good. I expect you to fill my castle with children." He smirked, winking at her.
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Post by raven on Oct 24, 2011 18:46:51 GMT -5
"You should complain. It can be hurtful. What if I had more bastard children? That wouldn't bother you?" He asked her.
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"Not too many children," Raven said, "I'll not be kept in confinement the remainder of my life."
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Post by Script on Oct 24, 2011 19:46:13 GMT -5
Maggie sighed, ever the obedient lady-in-waiting. "It isn't my place to complain. Though I would hope you'd be smart enough to avoid more bastard children." She looked at him. "Tristan, if I am able to marry someone who I get along with and enjoy, it will be a miracle compared to what I could end up with. I'd be lucky to marry you, regardless of your...indescretions."
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Tyler smirked. "Oh, won't you? I rather enjoy the idea of making you fat with my children. It would prove me a fertile man." He teased her, winking, then laid on his back, pulling her against him and playing with her hair.
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Post by raven on Oct 24, 2011 20:17:25 GMT -5
"I'd like that as well," Tristan said, "and I should learn to behave myself." He smirked down at her.
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"Not too fat," she said with a laugh and snuggled close.
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Post by Script on Oct 24, 2011 20:22:57 GMT -5
Maggie looked him in the eyes, brow quirking upwards. "You...you'd like that as well...?"
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He held her against him, chuckling, kissing her hair. "Only a little fat, then."
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Post by raven on Oct 24, 2011 20:50:23 GMT -5
"Yes...I would," he smiled down at her. "I'm afraid I can't offer much, I have no lands of my own."
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"Very little fat, I do take some pride in my figure." She kissed his cheek.
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Post by Script on Oct 24, 2011 20:56:52 GMT -5
She smiled back up at him, hand touching his chin gently. "Neither do I. I suppose that makes us even."
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Tyler growled teasingly, nipping at her shoulder, hand squeezing her hip. "And you have quite the figure, Raven. Quite."
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Post by raven on Oct 24, 2011 21:13:18 GMT -5
Tristan linked his fingers in hers and kissed her knuckles. "I think my boy will like you."
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Raven smiled brightly at him. "And your sir are quite handsome."
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Post by Script on Oct 24, 2011 21:17:55 GMT -5
She smiled at him, brushing a hand over his hair. "I hope he does. I want him to."
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Tyler winked at her, then kissed her. "Sleep, Raven. I'll be here with you."
((Skip to when they move to his castle?))
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Post by raven on Oct 24, 2011 21:27:43 GMT -5
((Sounds good to me, I think they're all synced up now ))
"Father!" Mikey yelled when he saw Tristan dismounting from his horse. He immediately came running into the courtyard and Tristan scooped him up into his arms.
"Have you been good?"
"Of course."
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One of her husband's men helped Raven down from her horse. She removed the hood of her cloak and stared up at her new home.
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Post by Script on Oct 24, 2011 21:42:29 GMT -5
Maggie was also helped to dismount. She stood a few feet from Tristan, watching him and the boy. He looked exactly like his father.
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The castle was large, though not near as large as her own castle. It also didn't have the same homey feel, as Sir Tyler was so often gone from it.
Tyler strode up to her. "Welcome home, m'lady."
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Post by raven on Oct 24, 2011 21:46:53 GMT -5
Mikey rested his head on Tristan's shoulder and his father kissed the top of his head. "I have someone for you to meet."
"Right now?"
"Oh yes," Tristan carried Mikey over to Maggie. "Lady Maggie this is my son Michael." Mikey waved hello to her.
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"Thank you, love," she said and kissed his cheek before looping her arm in his. "Your staff look as though they've seen a ghost. So, the rumors of your absence are true then?"
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Post by Script on Oct 24, 2011 21:54:05 GMT -5
Maggie smiled at him, waving back. "Hello, Michael. I have a gift for you." She went into her satchel and pulled out a toy wooden horse and wooden soldier. "These are for you."
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He smirked, leading her through the courtyard. "I've spent more time in a tent with Tristan on The Silk Road than in my own bed. I'm not sure I've been home in months."
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