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 Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2009 6:39 pm
Eduard didn't follow. He watched Peter's reaction, gauging every movement and motion of the young man.
"We're not all so atrocious." Eduard spoke softly. "But some of us are, Peter... some aristocrats don't care about anything but themselves... and Rutherford is one of them." his eyebrows rose in silent understanding.
"You're afraid of me because... because I... I hit him..." the Marquess whispered, his voice betraying his disbelief, but also his pain at the notion. His dark purple gaze focused on the actor quickly. "Peter please, you must know that wasn't me. Have I ever done anything to anger you? To make you afraid or uncomfortable... before that?"
Eduard turned away, pacing the room for a moment. He was pale again, but luckily his fever was now long gone.
"It wasn't me... it... my emotions were jumbled and I felt horrid, nearly delusional and..." Eduard turned around, his gaze imploring Peter to understand. "He insulted your honor and I couldn't let that pass because... because you've done nothing to receive any insult, Peter. Nothing at all."
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2009 6:59 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter's knees finally gave away underneath him and he fell to the ground, not really sure what to think. He just sat there for a while with a pale and slightly passive expression on his face. "I-It's not... that you h-hit him... I-I was just so r-ready to f-find a n-noble that didn't f-fit my prej-judices, and when I-I did... I guess I j-just over-dram-matized everything... b-because you were s-so different..."
Here's when the tears slowly started to come again. Peter couldn't believe that he was being so weak in front of Eduard. How would Eduard feel about this whole affair now? Would he still trust the role of Rosaline to someone so unstable as Peter? Peter felt highly disappointed in himself, and it showed in his expression as well as his voice.
"But y-you... and Rutherf-ford... I was s-stupid..." He was finished with what he had to say. Though his phrases were broken, he hoped that Eduard understood what he had said, and that he found it somewhere in his heart to forgive Peter, since Peter oddly felt like he needed to be forgiven as well as soothed. His array of emotions really was grand at the moment.L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2009 8:27 pm
It was a long time before Eduard finally spoke.
He stepped to Peter's side, kneeling on one knee beside the young actor.
"Oh Peter..." he whispered, smiling at the man sadly. "Peter... I am only human. Would it be too far a stretch for me to say that you yourself have faltered at some point in your life?" the Marquess asked, reaching out gentle hands to wrap around Peter's shoulders.
He pulled the young actor close, holding him kindly against his chest.
"I am not perfect, but I swear to you... I swear that I would never harm you, Peter. Not you... not matter what happens..."
Eduard closed his eyes, holding Peter against him, and simply sat silently for a long time.
'Have I destroyed this innocence so soon?' he thought bitterly to himself.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2009 4:31 am
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter once again flinched, but didn't resist. He soon relaxed into the embrace, wrapping his arms around Eduard's back. He couldn't find anything to say. He wanted to believe that what Eduard said was truth, but there was still a small part of him that feared Eduard. "I-I know... I'm s-sorry..." He had stopped his crying, mostly because he didn't want to get his tears on Eduard's clothing.
"I'm v-very sorry..." He now felt very stupid for ever having gone through that phase, but he also felt weak. Not to mention that he now feared for the fate of his role as Lady Rosaline. He pulled back from the embrace to wipe his tears away. He laughed sadly. "I-I guess you p-probably r-regret your d-decision now, don't y-you?"L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2009 4:14 pm
Eduard smiled gently, "If you mean my decision to hit Rutherford... yes. But if you mean the one to hire you... of course not." the Marquess laughed softly, shaking his head. "Peter, you have acted perfectly, even when distressed. So believable that even Rutherford is infatuated with you."
Releasing Peter, the Marquess stood and headed over to the tray of covered food on the table.
"Please... join me for dinner?" he asked, his dark gaze imploring. "Let me prove to you just how much trust in you I have..."
In truth, Eduard had to trust Peter implicitly. If anyone found out Eduard's secret, and his attempt to deceive the nobility of London... well... he could easily be imprisoned on the King's order or exiled from the country altogether.
It would shame the name of Michaels... forever...
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2009 6:54 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter sniffed a little, still a bit untrusting, but now more so surprised. "... Really?" He looked at Eduard blankly for a second in sheer amazement. Then he couldn't help but start laughing a little uncontrollably, wiping away the rest of his tears. "Oh... I'm s-so sorry..." He smiled sadly, picking himself up and headed over to the table, still not quite looking directly at Eduard. He waited until Eduard was seated and started eating to begin himself.((Sorry for the shortness, but I'm currently museless at the moment...)) L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2009 7:08 pm
"Don't be sorry." Eduard replied with a light smile, carefully balancing a bowl of soup on his lap as he sat down in the armchair.
The Marquess figured that Peter needed the chaise lounge a bit more than he himself.
"Though, I would hope you could come to me with any fears or uncertainties, Peter. I promised never to get angry with you, to never give you a reason to fear me... though... seems I failed that last bit, hmm?" there was a sad smile on Eduard's face, but it soon faded as his dark gaze locked onto the actor across from him. "You're not just hired help, you know. You're family to me now, Peter." he shook his head, carefully sipping his tea. "I'm not going to fire you."
(((Not museless! *hug* Just think... Eduard's gorgeous and single and gentlemanly and you KNOW Peter's totally into that... he's just having a problem with trust atm. Ummm... think of... of your favorite yaoi pairing enjoying a romantic picnic on the beach! Does that help?)))
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2009 7:20 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r sEduard could really be so kind at times, not to mention gorgeous. To think that he was ever scared of this man... Peter chuckled softly, shaking his head. "I-It's my fault..." He looked up at Eduard with a reassuring smile, but wasn't sure if he had even convinced himself that he was all over it. It would take time, but seeing this part of Eduard so much once again was helping quite a lot.
"Family...?" He was very happy to hear that. How unexpected. Peter smiled very gently and hiccuped. "So pathetic..." He felt very guilty for having put Eduard through all that, but he knew that Eduard didn't want to hear his apologies. He just kept saying it over and over in his head, almost as if Eduard would feel it if he thought it much enough.((I'm trying! Gah! I always hate playing people when they're insecure, since that's so hard to do!)) L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2009 7:36 pm
"Of course you're family." Eduard replied after having tasted his soup.
He frowned, setting the bowl to the side.
Honestly, he really didn't feel up to eating just yet. So instead, the Marquess keep sipping his tea.
"Sebastian and Elizabeth are family as well." after a moment, Eduard's voice softened. "After my mother died... the servants became my family. Those in my father's employ looked after me like a son... or a brother. You're part of that family now."
(((Insecure is always hard to play.)))
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2009 7:41 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter smiled slightly, but that expression turned to concern when Eduard frowned and stopped eating. "A-Are you okay?" He immediately set his bowl down and got up, walking over to Eduard with a very worried expression. Being able to do that in the first place was already a show of his amending trust for Eduard. Of course, this also made Peter feel so much worse about having put Eduard through all that when he knew that Eduard was sick; he felt very selfish.
"Maybe y-you should rest..." He tried his best not to show his ever increasing guilt, knowing that Eduard would be immediately concerned about him and probably forget about himself. It was just the way that Eduard was.((still... Blarg...)) L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2009 7:57 pm
Eduard shook his head, "I'm fine, Peter. Just... really not hungry. I doubt I could keep down any food if you want me to be honest." but he smiled nevertheless.
"You should be eating. Unlike me, you," and he pointed at the young actor. "Are not ill and thus need to be eating dinner."
Eduard was smiling as he said this, obviously amused by Peter's reaction. However, the Marquess was feeling far more comfortable with the young man.
Especially now that he knew there was nothing seriously wrong.
With Peter right next to him, Eduard gently took one of the actor's hands in his own. "I'm really fine. Trust me. Just not hungry."
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2009 8:22 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter didn't flinch this time, which was a major sign of improvement. He actually felt quite comforted by Eduard's touch, which was very peculiar in his mind. Nonetheless, he welcomed it and didn't attempt to pull away whatsoever.
Peter thought about it for a second and sighed. "Fine... B-but I'll only eat i-if you lie down on the b-bed." He gestured to his still clean and relatively neat bed. He didn't want Eduard to strain himself by being up and around while he was still so sick. "P-please?" He had to try, even if there was a high chance that Eduard would politely refuse since he didn't want to encroach on Peter's space or something gentlemanly like that.L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2009 4:34 pm
One dark eyebrow rose at the request. "And if I fall asleep in your bed? What then? Where would you sleep?"
Eduard smiled gently, lifting Peter's hand to his lips and gently kissing the top.
As if he really were Rosaline which, in truth, he was of course.
"How about I lay on the chaise instead? We can switch places, and that way, if I fall asleep... you still have your bed, hmm?" the Marquess asked softly. "Plus, I've already warmed this chair so it should be quite comfortable for you."
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2009 5:00 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter blushed, not at all like Rosaline's reaction should have been, and looked down at his hand. "S-sure..." There wasn't much else that he could have said. He placed one of his bed's countless pillows on the chaise, which already had a grand array of cushions about it. "Umm... D-do you need a-anything?" He held out a hand to help Eduard to the chaise, though he probably didn't need the help.((Oh gosh... My posts are getting shorter and shorter!!!)) L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2009 5:28 pm
Smiling, obviously amused by Peter's want to help, Eduard didn't refuse the young actor. He took Peter's hand, walking to the chaise and then comfortably laying down. The Marquess gave Peter's hand a slight squeeze of thanks before releasing him.
"All I need, aside from my tea," the young man indicated the cup and saucer on the table next to the armchair, "Is for you to eat before Sebastian kills us both for refusing dinner. He'll already be livid with me." his smile was warm and gentle, "It simply wouldn't do for him to scold us both."
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