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 Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2014 5:21 am
Abagail Lemarr● Dutchess ● ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━  ╔══════════════════════════════♪♫♪♫══════════════════════════════╗Abigail gave a smile to her husband as he left. Her attention then turned to her mother-in-law as they walked close together in the spring morning air. It was cold indeed but Abigail didn't mind. She loved the cold more than the heat. "Well Madame Sylvie I am happy that I manage to make my husband tap in his inner child but I do need to confess something Madame Sylvie. I am shy to ask about his first wife. I really don't want to cross the line and barge in on his privacy about it. And another thing Madame Sylvie do you know any mage or some sort because this is not what I really look like." Abigail gave a mischievous smile as she finally just said it. Her disguise was for her own protection. "Please forgive me for my trickery of my looks for it was for my protection."╚═════════════════════════════♫♪♫♪═══════════════════════════════╝ＯＯＣ - w/e
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2014 5:53 am
Madame Sylvie raised her eyebrows in surprise and ignored her first query, leaving it for later. “Well, then we had better fix that.” They walked for a good while and, surrounded by charming shops and rich apartments and houses and keeps, they came to a halt before a lone door in a brick wall. Madame Sylvie rang the bell. The sign above the door read ‘Magic du Bois.’ It was a while before the door opened. They were met by a beautiful lady with porcelain skin, glossy soft brown hair and pale green eyes. She seemed like the epitome of Avezean beauty and smelled faintly of jasmine and sandalwood. The shock on her face was evident and her eyes watered, slightly, at the sight of Madame. “Now, now, child,” Madame said soothingly. The lady stood aside to let them in. The room was small and had a few tables stacked with potions, charms, dusty books, sprigs of dried herbs and the like. “How are you, Lucille?” Madame seemed genuinely concerned. Lucille only nodded.
“What can I do for you today?”
Madame seemed sorry that she had gotten down straight to business, but did not press her. “My girl, here, needs a spell undone.” Lucille looked at Abigail, inspecting her, and then turned to potions and books to look it up. In no time at all, she had her answer.
“Stand still, please,” she gently requested and drew a rune on Abigail’s forehead with strange golden dust. She took a step back and made a gesture with her hands that suggested an extracting motion, and a small spark swelled in front of Abigail’s face. It bubbled until it exploded. The spell was broken and Abigail had returned to her original self. This was when Lucille caught a glance of her ring. “He’s alive.” Her tone was hollow.
“Thank you, dear Lucille. How much will that be?” Madame ignored her comment.
“Consider it a wedding gift,” Lucille bowed, her hair spilling over her shoulders and her large almond-shaped eyes narrow and almost hateful. “Give my regards to Jacq.” Madame inclined her head and led Abigail out of the shop. The door clicked behind them.
“Well, this will be interesting,” Madame said, amused, yet something weighed on her heart. “You look radiant, my dear. Why did you keep this a secret? Be careful of keeping secrets from Jacq. He does not do well with them.” She gave her an affectionate smile.
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2014 7:38 pm
Abigail Lemarr● Duchess ● ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━  ╔══════════════════════════════♪♫♪♫══════════════════════════════╗Abigail took note that the young lady so was friendly with Madame Sylvie had hatred when she bowed. She would ask later as ever since they left she was blushing. Aware of the strares she was given on the streets. She looked at Madame Sylvie and smiled as her blue eyes bore into him. "We all have our secrets Madame Sylvie but I did not intend to keep it from him. Your timing was impeccable as I was going to do it today. Do understand it was for my protection. My parents feared that harm would come to me during the times I was unmarried but since I am married it was safe to look as I am now."╚═════════════════════════════♫♪♫♪═══════════════════════════════╝ＯＯＣ - w/e
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 5:59 am
“My dear,” Madame looked at her with sincere concern. “I pray you are not involved in political turmoil. Oh, how devastating it would be, but no matter that. Let us not trouble our minds such a lovely day.” She paused for a moment, examining her companion with apprehension before returning her gaze to the horizon ahead. “That was her, dear Abigail. That was her - but never mention this to my son. He does not have to know that she knows about you, or about him. It is not my story to tell, I’m afraid.” Her eyes met Abigail’s again. “Be careful of her, dearie. She is not a force to be reckoned with. She is one of the best in her field, but her life is invisible and so is his to her. It is best to keep it that way. However, she had to see you.” She said it in a way that suggested that their meeting was Madame’s decision, alluding that Lucille du Bois had nothing to do with the matter, but was an unstable entity that might search for her; hunt her and destroy her.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 6:37 am
Abigail Lemarr● Duchess ● ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ╔══════════════════════════════♪♫♪♫══════════════════════════════╗For a brief moment Abigail remained silent as it was clear in Madame Sylvie tone she wanted to enjoy the day and so she would put aside her parents view in politics. She never understood why her parents specifically her father on why he chose that profession. The mention of "her" as in her husband's first wife stopped her in her tracks. Abigail's now blue eyes widen with fear and shock. This was why Abigail didn't want to break the curse and now a secret that cannot escape her lips will gnaw at her when he faces her husband. She met "her", and now she knows what she truly looks like And worse of all, she knew magic. "Are you sure that's was a wise decision to take me to her?" The anger and hatred she saw in that woman's eyes when she bowed was directed at her and now Abigail tasted what fear is. But mock her words, Abigail will not go down without fighting.╚═════════════════════════════♫♪♫♪═══════════════════════════════╝ＯＯＣ - w/e
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 6:47 am
“My intentions are pure, I assure you.” Madame did not look at her, but kept walking, frowning slightly that she had to make a scene. “And I will say no more upon the matter. I am Jacq’s mother and I love him dearly, but I love Lucille as well. She needed to know.” She smiled softly at the thought - almost proud and contempt about what she had accomplished. “Ah, little Lucille,” she commented in unreserved affection. “She lives yet in all her splendour – perhaps even more – and as charming and dazzling as ever. She is the most amiable soul that I have ever witnessed, especially for a woman without a heart.”
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 6:57 am
Abigail Lemarr● Duchess ● ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ╔══════════════════════════════♪♫♪♫══════════════════════════════╗Abigail remained silent as she walked on next to her mother-in-law. She listened to what she said and was shocked to find herself pained to hear how Madame Sylvie spoke fondly of her. Abigail was sadden but kept up her act as if she was happy and smiled at Madame Sylvie. She wonswe though deep in her mind of she was just a pawned that was needed to move the pieces on a chestboared. Its not like Abigail had a choice in the matter on netting her newly husband ex-wife and now she regrets ever marring him. She always thought she would fine love like the stories she read. Love? How foolish and childess she sounded. It was time to grow up and realize that she was here to make her husband look good so she would try her absolute best to make this marriage work. For now, she really did want to at this moment and wished not to see her husband. "Where to next Madame Sylvie?" She asked as she gave her a charming smile.╚═════════════════════════════♫♪♫♪═══════════════════════════════╝ＯＯＣ - w/e
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 7:04 am
Her recovery was immaculate and Madame seemed sincerely proud of her, offering her a warm smile, took her hand and replaced it around her arm. “To the florist shop. Your apartment would do lovely with some white roses, don’t you think? What is your favourite flower, my dear?”
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 6:46 pm
Abigail Lemarr● Duchess ● ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ╔══════════════════════════════♪♫♪♫══════════════════════════════╗Abigail wanted to pull away from Madame Sylvain as she grabbed her hand but she smiled as they continued to walk as she had to think on the question she asked. "Hmmm." Her lips kept twitching as she fought back a smile when she found the answer. "I like orchids. I love the vibrant colors they hold. And yes I agree that maybe the house does need a little life growing in there. It's rare that I had flowers since my mother seems to react with sneezing and red rim eyes whenever she was expose to flowers."╚═════════════════════════════♫♪♫♪═══════════════════════════════╝ＯＯＣ - w/e
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 3:11 am
"Marvelous! We shall order an entire trunk," she smiled tenderly at the young woman, patted her fingers that were folded around her arm and led her into a flower shop where she let go of Abigail to speak to the florist. The shop was elaborate. Picked flowers were held in the sizable area indoors, and the rest were grown in a glass and iron greenhouse just beyond. However, the doors that went out to them were locked, but Abigail would still be able to enjoy the sights of the sunny florals in it. It was easy to be drawn into the shop, and then deeper. At the back, Abigail would find ferns and a wide variety of orchids. Among these were the rare, and almost mythical, black orchid. They consumed a whole rack and bloomed proudly, unfaltering in their beauty. Just under the table, rested a critter. It was large, but only because of its fur, and orange as the sunset. When it saw Abigail, it lifted its head and trotted over to her. It meowed, a rumbling, chirping sound. The cat purred and came to stand close to her feet, holding something shiny it its mouth. It was a pendant attached to a silver chain [link]. The cat seemed to wait for her to take it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 3:49 am
Abigail Lemarr● Duchess ● ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ╔══════════════════════════════♪♫♪♫══════════════════════════════╗Abigail was marveled at the flower shop as it was just full of exotic flowers. The mixuer of the fragrance the flowers made her feel like she was in a magical world. She smiled as she gently touched a flower and knelt down to smell it. A smile was brought to her face as it smelt good. She than felt something rub against her leg and saw an orange cat. "Hello there. My you are an adorable cat." Abigail knelt down and scratched the cat's ear and then noticed it had something in its mouth. "What do you have here? Does it belong to your owner?" Abigail took the necklace and found it gorgeous but she figure it could be the florist as she assumed the cat was belonged here.╚═════════════════════════════♫♪♫♪═══════════════════════════════╝ＯＯＣ - w/e
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 10:43 am
The cat seemed to shiver with a purr, twitched its ears and trotted away, out the front door and lazily down the street, leaving Abigail with the necklace. "Here you are, dear." It was Madame. "You've found the black orchids. What a rare beauty. Monsieur, we will have a casket of those as well."
"Yes, Madame. I will deliver them personally later today."
"Excellent." She paid the man in gold coin and turned to Abigail. "Shall we go, dear? I'm sure Jacq will be back soon."
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2014 3:03 pm
Abigail Lemarr● Duchess ● ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ╔══════════════════════════════♪♫♪♫══════════════════════════════╗The mention of her husband made her a bit sad in the pit of her stomach but at the moment she was too occupied with the necklace the cat had. She looked back at Madam Sylvie and smiled. "Umm does this belong to the owner? An orange cat had it in its mouth so I'm guessing it must belong to the owner." Abigail looked around to see where the cat went but didn't see it insight. Truth be told, Abigail wasn't sure how her husband will respond to the real her.╚═════════════════════════════♫♪♫♪═══════════════════════════════╝ＯＯＣ - w/e
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 4:29 am
"That is curious," Madame pondered aloud, amused. "Very curious indeed. Keep it, my dear. The florist owns no pets. It is one of his strictest preliminary conditions for customers to leave their pets at the door – to preserve the flowers and their essences, you see. Considerate it a gift, from this peculiar orange feline. It is a protection charm and will ward off most harmful and persuasive spells and curses. A generous minou [fr. cute little cat],” she smiled warmly at her companion. “Now, for the actual matter upon which I was summoned,” she started in soothing tones. “As a duchess, your duties are very simple: keep a good home; preserve and foster healthy relationships with all you meet especially persons of status; be loyal to your beloved husband and cherish him, and give him an heir. The latter is your nuclear purpose, of course, but listen to me carefully, ma chérie: we will not have you unhappy. I promise you that now. If Jacq upsets you in the slightest, you summon me immediately. Est-ce clair [fr. Is that clear]?”
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 7:52 pm
Abigail Lemarr● Duchess ● ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ╔══════════════════════════════♪♫♪♫══════════════════════════════╗Abigail eyed the necklace as she didn't feel right taken something that didn't belong to her. She gave up at the thought as Madame Sylvie said the flourist own no pet and it made her confused on how the cat got in there in the first place. She shrugged off as she hated the way Madame Sylvie said about the roll of being a Dutchess. Yes she already know as it was drilled in her since she was small. She smiled and nodded. "Yes of course. Jaqu will be thrilled I would tell on him." Abigail chuckled.╚═════════════════════════════♫♪♫♪═══════════════════════════════╝ＯＯＣ - w/e
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