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"Of course." Demetria said. This was always her reply. She loved how he always asked her. It made her feel important, almost like he needed her. He could always go out and find another pomme de song, but he chose her. And what was better, he chose to keep her.

Demetria had tlted her chin up, staring slightly at the ceiling. She knew this made it easier for him. Her breathing was steady and shallow asshe felt the blood being pulled to her neck. It sent shivers down her spine and she bit her lip, closing her eyes. This was typical for her, not because it hurt, because it brought back memories. Today she was lucky, she remembered when she first met Lord Edward.

( I have to get off for the night. see you tomorrow))

Briarrose shoved the broom handle-first into the closet, slamming the door and feeling satisfied as the sound of tumbling objects resonated from inside. It was the sound of her work hours ending. With a tired smile she locked up the old Inn, turning the key quickly so that she could be done with it.
Rose sighed audibly, turning her back on the miserable bane of her existence. The moon was still visible in the sky, but it was a pale silver that she had to strain to see. With a shrug she took off in the opposite direction of her home. Her father had a nurse taking care of him today, so she had a whole day to herself. It wasn’t often things worked out this way, and even when they did, she would take the rare opportunity to rest her tired body and mind. Today, however, would be different.
Briarrose hummed a tune, soft enough so that only she could hear. Not that it mattered; few people were ever out and about at a time like this in her dusty old section of the city. She walked on, humming her tune and ignoring the few people she did happen to see. Most were shady characters, none of which she wanted to be to near.
After almost an hour of seemingly aimless wandering, she reached her destination; the beautiful home of Lord Edward. She breathed in, though the air was no where near as fresh as she would have liked it to be, even in this upper-class area. Something was missing, like the sent of a forest perhaps. She turned away after a short moment of trying in vain to see into the windows, walking instead into a small shop of various trinkets nestled across the castle.

((I know, girlie. Haha, Rose works the night shift, therefor her shift ends in the morning. Soooooooo, yeah.))

((( NOESSS! Now I feel dumb. You have hit me with joor dumb-disease! Ok, well I dont feel right having a cafe and club, so can you change her bio to say she worked at an inn or hotel instead? I will change my post after I write this, 'cause now its bothering me. I actualy have played Oblivion, so I know what you are talking about. Oh, would you like me to delete my OOC posts when we are done speaking?)))

(( Night night time for me now too! Talk to all you guyz and galz later! ;D ))

Demetria let out a soft sigh when Lord Edward had finished. It was a slightly taxing job for her, but she didn't complain or mind it. She let out a soft hum when she felt Lord Edwards finger slide across her cheek. "Do you feel better?" she asked, already knowing the answer.

Edward smiled, "Yes, thanks to you. Thank you." He said, afterwards though a strange taste tingled on his taste buds, 'What the hell are you eat-' Of course it took a while before he recognized the flavor. He hadn't had caviar in decades, let alone the taste of it. "I know you must be tired, rest here and I'll send someone up to tend to your needs." Edward stood up with that, and turned to go out. "I will take my leave for now; there are important issues that I must attend to." He said, doing just what he said he would and left for Demetria to rest and recuperate.