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Post by Rose on Dec 27, 2011 14:59:28 GMT -5
Rose was, of course, listening. If he wanted to be friends with her, why didn't he just say so? But then again, he didn't know she had previously thought he was a wastrel, and that had been the main basis of her hatred. She sat there, biting her lip, thinking... After dinner, she would approach him and talk things out. Maybe.
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Post by raven on Dec 27, 2011 15:37:51 GMT -5
"Are relationships always this difficult? Jimmy asked his cousin as they continued onward.
"Don't ask me, every suitor my father tried to marry me off to I scared away and the one who did finally marry me died. So here I am, mistress of my own destiny." She patted her cousins arm and he shook his head.
"Don't you crave compansionship at least?"
"Jimmy, do I look like I became a nun to you?" He instantly blushed.
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Post by Rose on Dec 27, 2011 15:54:29 GMT -5
Once Rose could no longer hear their voices, she opened the library door and headed to the dining room. She had a lot to think about, but then again, that was par for the course these days.
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Dec 27, 2011 17:08:18 GMT -5
Jimmy was in the dining room already seated but he had yet to start eating.
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Post by Rose on Dec 27, 2011 17:11:33 GMT -5
Rose could barely meet either his eyes or Lady Walpole's eyes as she sat down at the table. "Good evening, my lord. My lady," she said softly.
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Dec 27, 2011 17:19:41 GMT -5
"Good evening my dear." Rae said with a large smile and sipped her wine. Jimmy was silent
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Post by Rose on Dec 27, 2011 17:22:31 GMT -5
Rose didn't speak at all during dinner, unless spoken to. She was trying to gather up the courage for what she knew she had to do afterwards. Talk to him.
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Dec 27, 2011 17:34:06 GMT -5
"Well I fear I must be heading home." Rae said and stood. Jimmy stood as well as she left the room.
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Post by Rose on Dec 27, 2011 19:07:30 GMT -5
She dipped into a small curtsy as Raven left the room, and didn't take her seat again. "My lord..." she began, her voice a bit timid.
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Dec 27, 2011 20:55:36 GMT -5
He stood up so he was level with her, "yes?" he asked her.
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Post by Rose on Dec 27, 2011 21:42:27 GMT -5
"May we...er...may I have a...private word with you?" she asked, trying her best not to sound as nervous as she really was.
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Dec 27, 2011 21:45:31 GMT -5
"Of course," he said and motioned for her to follow him into the library.
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Post by Rose on Dec 27, 2011 21:47:35 GMT -5
Once the library door was closed behind him, Rose let out a deep sigh.
"My lord, I must confess...I heard part of the conversation you had with Lady Walpole before dinner..."
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Dec 27, 2011 22:00:20 GMT -5
"Oh..." he cleared his throat and didn't know what else to say.
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Post by Rose on Dec 27, 2011 22:05:03 GMT -5
She promptly blushed, the butterflies in her stomach turning into dragons. "I...I'm not sure how to begin to explain myself..."
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