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 Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 6:06 pm
"Are you speaking about the rose or myself?" asked Marcus, smiling contentedly and looking out the dim, poorly done windows.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 6:08 pm
"The rose of course." She left the rose on the seat for a moment as she rubbed the soft petals in between her fingers to release the fragrance from the oils in it. "You only have a small wound, I do not pity that."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 6:14 pm
Marcus smiled at her. "But don't you pity me for being your servant? Rumors have it that you have no domestic help for yourself. Despite the many servants kept by the Earl and Serina."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 6:18 pm
Terryn shrugged. "I prefer self sufficiency. You will probably be nothing but target practice for me when I have nothing better to do with my time." She took the petal and folded it up, placing it in her bodice next to her heart as she tucked her hair behind her ear again.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 6:30 pm
"I shall sleep in great comfort," replied Marcus. And then, uneasily, he said, "We're nearing your home now. Perhaps we should..."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 6:32 pm
"Perhaps." Terryn yawned, actually feeling a little tired. She picked up the rose and placed it in her lap, not wanting to crush it behind her ear from leaning on him. She had to admit, she felt a little uneasy about the whole sleeping thing, but it was a good idea. Her father would believe that she fell asleep, the girl had a tendency to be anemic at times.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 6:38 pm
"Alright...so, move this way a bit, so that when they open the coach door, you are the first thing that they see," suggested Marcus, feeling that perhaps making it seem even more choreographed would make it seem less awkward.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 6:43 pm
"Right, that would probably be best." Terryn bit on her bottom lip as she calculated. "Perhaps, put your arm around my shoulders so it looks like we were comfortable with each other." She took his arm and placed it around her, curling up and leaning her head against his chest. He felt so warm, it was so strange and yet somehow comforting. She could hear the faint thumping of his heart and grinned. So he does have one...
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 6:53 pm
He swallowed. This was making him a little uncharacteristically nervous, even though he'd sat like this with a hundred girls at least. "Good idea." And why was it that he was pressed to make another suggestion, to find some other excuse for them to be closer? To be as convincing as possible, he told himself.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 7:00 pm
Terryn noticed that Marcus's heartrate was speeding up a little every now and then. She looked up at him curiously. "Are you feeling quite alright? Your heart is beating rather quickly." She wondered if maybe he had some underlying heart condition that he didn't tell her about. Or...if he was just nervous? But that was silly, there was no reason for him to be nervous, it's all just a staged plot. Right?
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 7:05 pm
Marcus nodded slightly, and told himself sternly to calm down. "I only hope that the elders believe all of this," he said simply. "I'd like to have an explanation ready in the event that they do not."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 7:09 pm
"Oh, yes that is probably a smart idea." Terryn rested agains his chest again, yawning as she allowed her eyes to flutter closed lazily. "Do you have any suggestions?" She felt the carriage moving only slightly now, being comforted by the warm arms around her, surrounding her like her blankets at home.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 7:14 pm
Marcus shut his eyes as well, allowing the warmth generated by the both of them to envelope him completely and be shared. "Not in particular." His head drooped slightly, his chin barely resting on the top of Terryn's head. "They probably won't...ask any questions," added Marcus, his voice becoming drowsy. "They'll assume that we're..."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 7:18 pm
Terryn by that point had nodded off, not even catching anything that Marcus had said. She curled up close to him, her hands resting half on her lap, keeping the rose in place, and half on his as she slept, the rhythmic thumping of his heart acting as a source of calmness.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 7:25 pm
Marcus sensed by her silence that Terryn was asleep, and allowed himself to do the same.
As fate would have it, the coaches stopped moments later, and the Duchess looked at the coach concernedly as to why the pair would not come out.
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