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Post by Raynesleigh on Dec 5, 2011 21:58:28 GMT -5
Fionn looked at him and took a deep breath. "Aye..." she said then looked away, fixing her own bowl of stew and some bread then taking a seat on the bed beside him. She looked at him and sighed then dipped her bread in the broth and ate some then sighed and looked at him slowly. "You are a good husband Aron," she told him after a moment and then looked away. She did not love him, but she guessed if she continued on this path, she might well love him soon enough. She ate her stew then got up to finish with the evening chores before he drew her in his arms for a night of loving.
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She looked at him and gave a soft laugh, then covering her mouth. "Thank you Baldr..." she said then started to laugh harder. "you really think us prudes?" she laughed then shook her head. "I'm sorry...I ken it's not that funny...but..." She laughed then covered her face and stood, wiping her eyes. "I admit, right now, if we were to be found, Sir Ranulf might declare marriage for us or something. We are rather strict about bodily pleasures aren't we," she laughed then bit her bottom lip and flushed and shook her head.
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It was another long week and it was early morning and Fionn had been woken to her husband running his hands all over her. She had tried to push him off, having never really been a morning person but eventually she gave into his fingers and hands. After all, it was an excellent way to be wakened in the morning. She sighed and kissed her husband as he made love to her and then drew away as he continued his movements. She gave soft groans, gasping when her hands were pinned down and didn't really fight him off, only closing her eyes and groaning as he continued his movements.
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Post by anjelrocker on Dec 5, 2011 22:50:12 GMT -5
"Yes, well... the ones that think it is a sin to fornicate." He shrugged wondering what she did find so funny perhaps it was because he did not understand the context of the joke that she was making. Baldr could be like that as he raised an eyebrow. "Hmmm... I do not understand some of these jokes that you make...?" He wondered what would happen if he did try to kiss the young woman... something told him that she was slap him or something of the sort.
"It does beg the question if we were doing something that would be considered wrong... but we are not, alas..." He mentioned glancing over his shoulder for the briefest of moment as he looked back down at her before one of his hands reached to her face and touched her hair above her hair as he bent his head down to brush his lips against her own. It was not the lip that would would give the wenches in the taverns or pubs nor the one of the ones he was simply tupping. Baldr was being perhaps a bit gentle with the pretty young woman with a past that seemed like it might if been painful.
However, she was lucky enough to have been adopted by Lady Aisling who seemed to treat her more of like family then a servant. Stopping, he looked down at her and said. "Will you sing me a song, Oh siren?" He asked as if to bring her to reality.
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He entered the hut that was said to be the one that his daughter was sharing with the beast of a man as he could hear the groans and screams of Fionn and his heart almost stopped. His fists curled around his short sword as he went over and pulled the bastard from raping his daughter. "You pig... you bastard!" He said in his gruff voice as he tossed the man onto the floor with all the strength he had as his fist moved and he hit him in the jaw, and then in the cheek as he yelled. "You attack my daughter's party, kill the men, take the women to be your slaves..." He spat. "And you rape my daughter..." Cormack growled raising his sword to cut the bastard for his crimes.
"See that you rot..." but the Chieftain put up his hand as if to defend himself as he was coughing up blood from his nose bleeding as he spat a chunk of blood along with a tooth.
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Post by Raynesleigh on Dec 5, 2011 23:29:26 GMT -5
She closed her eyes when he kissed her and lent against it and was wishing he did not pull away so quickly. When he asked her to sing for him, she let her gaze meet his and then she smiled and drew back from him. "Aye...I'll do that," she said then drew back and started to sing a song she knew as a child. When she finished, she glanced at him then away and at the water. She took a deep breath. "Baldr...if there were a chance that we could...marry...or become lovers...would you consider it?" she asked softly as she kept her gaze focused on the still rushing water but soon it would freeze over and the harshness of winter would come.
She swallowed hard then bit her bottom lip. "I know it's probably silly of me to ask. I mean...you've already told me you don't want to marry and I'm probably being fanciful but...over the past few days..." she said softly. "Over the past few days, I've been thinking things I probably should not where you are concerned."
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Fionn was momentarily shocked and her eyes widened and she scrambled to put a chemise on before stopping her father's sword. "Da! Da! Stop!" she exclaimed. "Da! He wasna raping me..." she promised then took the handle of his sword. "Please...stop...stop! I'm fine da...he's my husband!" she told him then shook her head and stroked his cheek. "Da! Look at me...I'm fine...I'm fine..." she said simply then took a deep breath and drew the sword from his hands. "I'm fine...I promise."
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Post by anjelrocker on Dec 6, 2011 7:00:54 GMT -5
He did not think it strange that she would ask him to marry her since was the custom of the woman's family to ask the husband to be. However, he supposed that these people did things differently as he blinked for a moment. "Well..." He did not know if he could be the lover of the adopted daughter of a Lord and Lady despite her having been a bondslave. "Are you asking me to wed you, Moira?" He asked in his own native tongue since she had not been completely clear, if they were married would she come with him to the Northlands... could she survive the harsh winters. Since winter was looking to be coming early, he had a feeling that he might be stuck in Ireland until the light of the Spring when the seas of the North were calm.
His hand touched her hair. "I can not be your lover since I have a feeling that Lady Aisling would have my balls if I were to touch you and then leave..." And what if she got with child? Should he even care since he probably had a few bastards flocking around the Emerald Isle. Baldr was by no means a decent man but, a part of him wanted to be decent when he was around the siren who seemed to melt his icy heart with her songs. The song that she had sang before, he did not know the words and yet... he touched his heart for the sadness that it held.
"I think that perhaps I would marry you, siren... you could seduce any man into eating the forbidden fruit of that fable..." He said as he spoke of the tale of Adam and Eve like it was a fairy tale.
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Hearing his daughter's voice broke through his blind rage as ice blue eyes glanced at her and his sword fell to the ground as he stared at his oldest daughter. "Fionn..." He said quietly after realizing what she had said. This bastard... he had not be raping her but that he was her husband. "Aye, he's your husband but forced into marrying him..." Cormack said as he glared at the man who was trying to get up from the ground with blood covering his face. "And not by a proper priest either... I will see to it that you are annulled from this pig." He spat as Aron shook his head.
"I think not old man... I wed your daughter and the marriage is consummated... she might already be with my child." There was a bit of male arrongance in his voice as he said this to his new father in law. "Tell him, my sweet Banshee..." His voice was soft as he spoke to his wife.
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Post by Raynesleigh on Dec 6, 2011 8:38:35 GMT -5
Moira looked at him and smiled softly, blushing red. "I....I guess I am...Baldr. Isn't that customary for northwomen to ask for marriage. But I fear Baldr I have nothing to offer you but myself for my dowry is not a large one." She looked down then took a deep breath before raising her gaze to him. her hand went to his cheek and she stroked it and then she leaned up and kissed him.
"I never...I have never felt anything the way I feel with you. I want you Baldr. As my lover...or my husband...I know it's crazy...but...tis what I want...You make me feel...whole...or as whole as I can be since I was five. That missing piece of me...I must be talking in riddles," she murmured then kissed him again before drawing back and gazing up at him, her hands at his shoulders. "But...if you reject me...I can understand..." she said amiably.
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Fionn glanced at Aron then grabbed a fur and wrapped it around his middle. The last thing she needed was her father seeing Aron standing at attention. She tied the fur then glared at her husband. "Go to Chloe and get fixed up Aron. you look a bloody mess," she said then pushed him out of the hut and shut the door before sighing and looking at her father.
"You have to excuse him da. He's a bit of an ass when it suits him," she said simply then sank down on the three legged stool. "I can't...I can't get an annullment...I...I like it here da...and...though, I would of come to love Edwin..I'm coming to love him. As much of an ass as he is," she said then sighed and ran her fingers through her hair, reaching for a dress and slipping it on so she wasn't just clad in her chemise. As she laced the bodice, she turned her attention to her father.
"He is a good husband, despite his arrogant nature and I'm happy...I know it's not right in the eyes of Catholic's but I am his wife in all ways and I'm sure he wouldn't mind getting a priest to make it official by the Church. They are not barbaric or cruel and being here, is like being home..." she trailed off and looked away.
"Did Annora have her baby yet?" she asked softly, guessing she might have by this point.
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Post by anjelrocker on Dec 6, 2011 19:24:41 GMT -5
"Well, usually it is a partnership between families but the wife's family does the asking... as well as, most are much younger than we are." He said honestly as he took her hands into his own and brushed his lips against them. "You are talking in riddles..." He remembered that she had been sold to Lady Aisling when she had been only five years old. "However, I do not talk in riddle... Yes, Moira... if you are asking me to wed you and I guess that I will." He smirked thinking that this was odd because he had not married Freya because she had been the one to ask him rather than her family. But then, he had not liked Freya as he liked his little siren.
There was something about her or perhaps it was her sweet soothing voice when she sang but then, he liked her kind and joyful nature. Baldr pulled her to him and asked. "Do you think that I would have rejected you, hmmm?" He asked knowing that he was probably going to be having a little talk with Sir Ranulf about the young woman who had just asked him to marry her. Since, he was her adoptive father, but it seemed like he would be speaking to lady Aisling as well. He was a wealthy merchant with some land that he had gotten from his father in the North of Ireland, there was a settlement that he supposed that he could set her up there. There was also going back to the Northlands, of course he had a few months to think it over as he glanced at Moira before pulling her close to him to kiss her once again.
His hand touching her soft curls, although... she was suppose to have them covered and yet, she had her hair unbound and wild. Something he found beautiful.
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"He's the one that punched me in the face... should not my wife take care of..." However, Aron was pushed out the door with only a fur wrapped around him as he glared at the door after being kicked out of him own hut. Grumbling, he wrapped himself with the fur but he was naked undernearth as he felt his bullocks going back into him as he walked to his older sister's hut knowing he was going to be borrow's some of her husband's clothes.
Chloe opened the door and stared at her idiot brother for a moment and started to burst out in laughter as she ushered him into her home. "Did your wife kick you out?" She asked since it was early morning and her own husband was not yet awake as her glared at her. "No... but I think that the village might be fucking surrounded by enemies..." His sister blinked. "What?"
Her father walked into our hut and thought I was raping her..." He muttered as his sister was getting her herbs and bandages to clean up his wounds. "You weren't... right..." Aron glared at his sister. "You would think you'd know me a bit better than that..."
Chloe shrugged. "Well... sometimes between a man and his wife things can get a bit... ah... rough..." Putting up a hand as if to say. 'Enough.' Aron explained that he needed something to wear and that his nose might be broken.
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"Yes... your step mother had a little girl... we named her Tara." Cormack said as he was still upset about everything but to tell his daughter of the news was calming him down. "She was born two days before we found out about what had happened to you, Fionn." He explained with a deep set frown as he looked away as she was dressing. "Are you actually happy here or are you just saying that, Fionn?" He asked her seriously before turning himself to face her when she had completed her dressing. "I have an army surrounding the village." He informed her and you know that Sir Edwin will be coming as well since you were to wed him."
He looked to the door. "I am sure that he will still have you despite..." Cormack said since there was the fact of the alliance that would be broken between his kingdom and the Knight's holdings.
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Post by Raynesleigh on Dec 6, 2011 20:31:24 GMT -5
Moira kissed him deeply, tasting him with her lips and following his lead. She drew back after a moment and smiled then stroked his cheek and smiled. "I did think...that you might..." She smiled softly and kissed him then bit her bottom lip and just ran her fingers through his hair and grinned up at him.
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Ranulf took a sip of his ale as he watched Brenna with Dermot and Joseph as Joseph was teaching her how to use a staff though her use of it wasn't the greatest. Then again, she was only five years old. He watched with an amusing smile as she thwacked her staff into Joseph's shin, causing him to give a shout of pain which, in turn caused Brenna to giggle. He smiled at the scene and then turned his attention to Baldr. "You wished to speak with me?" he asked curiously then handed him a pint of the ale and walked with him inside into the great hall of the keep. He noted that Moira had been in a happy mood for the past couple of days and had been crossing smiles with the Viking. At the moment, Moira was with his wife helping with wee Sean and dying the fresh spun wool in the courtyard out back which was where he was headed. As they reached the back, he watched his wife and newfound adopted daughter as they laughed and talked amiably.
"Something tells me, it has to deal with our Moira," he mused calmly, glancing at Bladr then back at his wife and Moira.
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"Da," Fionn said then stood and looked at him. "I am actually happy here. Yes there are no stone walls or any pageantry or anything like back home, but I like it here. I'm a chieftain's wife but there is no sense of class and no one is afraid to come to me. I have a good husband and we fight as much as we get along. It's never boring," she said then gave a soft smile before shaking her head. "I am happy da...happier than I ever thought I would be. You know the way that you look at Annora, and the way Annora looks at you...or the way Sir Ranulf and Lady Aisling look at one another or Sir Caidmen and Lady Sophie...or any couple that is in love...that's how he looks at me da...which is more than can be said for Edwin."
She paused for a moment then sighed. "As good a man as he is...I think we are better suited as friends. And he can keep my dowry...I don't need it here..." She approached her father and took his hands, kissing them and then wrapping her arms around him. "I am happy da...so please...call off your men...spend the day and night here and get something warm in your belly, get to know my husband and spend the night in the guest huts...and be happy for me please. Because I am so happy...I don't want you angry. I mean...yes he kidnapped me and forced me to marry him but it's no different then most arranged marriages these days. I have gotten to ken him like most wives do their husband and there is not love there. But there is so much potential...please....da...I've never begged you for everything...but I am now..."
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Post by anjelrocker on Dec 7, 2011 6:56:45 GMT -5
Holding the mug of the ale, Baldr shrugged his shoulder not nervous a bit since he was feeling rather confident about asking the Lord for his adoptive daughter's hand. It was not as if he was a lowly butcher's son asking for such a gift... a gift it was since he could see himself happy with her. She was sweet and kind, and she had not taken on too many traits of her mistress. Something that he thanked Odin since the man's wife was an outspoken type. Something that was more common with Viking women rather than the women of the Emerald Isle. "It is about her." He mentioned as he walked with the older man.
"I wish to take her as my wife and I know that she feels the same because she is the one who asked me." He gave a small shake of his head with a smile as he thought of that afternoon a few days ago. Since then, they had been stealing secret kisses and glances at one another thinking that they were being secretive when the entire keep knew of it. "She is no longer your servant but your adoptive daughter... not that I would not take her if she were still a bondslave." Baldr would buy back her freedom if that were the case. "Would your wife be upset if I were to take her with me?" He asked since he was a travelling merchant and diplomat. Of course, he would be returning but he did have to report back to his father.
"I would not return for atleast a year if we were to wed..." He mentioned.
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Hugging Fionn to his chest, Cormack sighed knowing that his daughter really did not beg for anything and that this must be important if it were the case. She looked like she was a young woman in love when she smiled thinking about her husband and he knew as a father being that she had never looked that way when she had been courted by Sir Edwin. "Aye... I will call off my men but I will be talking to this husband of yours since he owes me." He shook his head. "Lord knows that your brother will be running to come and aid us in this once the letter gets to Lady Aisling's keep."
Pulling away from his oldest daughter, Cormack mentioned. "And you will be coming to visit since Annora had the babe and you are not going to be across a large body of water." He said quite seriously since he was going to have a list of demands for his new son in law. Aye, his daughter loved the man but he was not going to make it easy for him.
"Come... let us see if I broke your bastard of a husband's nose like I intended..." He said as he offered his arm to his daughter to go towards the outside of the hut.
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Post by Raynesleigh on Dec 7, 2011 16:30:53 GMT -5
"My wife has been wanting Moira to wed, so there is no trouble there," Ranulf said calmly, watching the pair. "But...I do have to be a tad concerned. She's got a quiet sort of strength about her...I know if I had gone through what she had so young, I probably would not of turned out so well. She used to have a large family, parents, three sisters and two brothers and lived with a group of pagan celts about a week and a half's travel to the north, just before you cross the waters to Norman country...when she was five, the norman's attacked, killed most of her family then sold her right after they sold her mother...As long as I have known her, she has always dreamed of a husband...and a family...are you ready to give her the children she so desperately wants? Because she has wanted to be a mother. Not to fit the idea of a woman bearing children but because she genuinely craves to have a few little ones that are all her own. You travel a lot Baldr. Pregnant women and small children can't travel. Not as much as you do...I'm only thinking of her welfare."
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Fionn smiled and walked out after grabbing some clothes for him and then walked to Chloe's hut. Her husband and son were already up and about and her husband didn't look so covered in blood though there was a cut on his nose, which was slightly crooked and his lip was busted. "Here you are husband. Chloe...this is my father...Cormack, King of Glastermon...Da...this is my sister-in-law. Chloe. She's also the healer here...her son Eoghan, her husband who is also Eoghan...and of course, the man you pummeled, my husband Aron the chieftain..."
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Post by anjelrocker on Dec 8, 2011 6:52:04 GMT -5
Looking over to Moira who was laughing at something the Lady Aisling had said, Baldr was deep in thought since he did have a holding here but he also needed to go to his home to report to his father. Perhaps, reporting to his father and returning to wed Moira would be the best thing to do as he turned to Sir Ranulf. it was his duty but it had been something that he had been doing for the last five years. "What will you have me do then?" He asked simply not wanting to break the young woman's heart but if her adoptive father was saying 'No' based on the fact that she would not make a fit wife for the travelling that he needed to do for his business.
Would she be content with staying at home with the children like most women did awaiting the father's return? He was really unsure what wives did when their husbands were away, his mother had been a servant in the house of the Viking King and had not had her own household to keep. He knew that he would have to reserve himself to the idea of settling down for Moira if he wanted to keep his siren but the decision was something that he was going back and forth on.
Would she wait for him to return from the Northlands? Would she go with him or would she prefer to stay in her own home land? He had a trade business and could set up near the coast, perhaps in a community or a holding.
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As the father and son in law stared at each other, there was a tension in the room that everyone could feel as Aron glared. His nose was broken because this man had thought he was raping his own wife. The idea of rape was vile and disgusting... but to think that he would. Well, he had kidnapped his wife and forced her to wed him. Never forced her into the comsummated... that had been done with seduction.
Cormack on the other hand was not looking pleased either, he was pleasant enough to the man's sister and her family but to the man himself. Well, he was less than eager to meet. "I am pleased to meet... most of you." He said to the new group of people as Aron took the clothing that his wife had given since he was still dressed in a fur of all things.
Chloe smiled as her brother left the one common room. "My, I have never had this many for breakfast and a King no less." She smiled trying to lighten the mood since her husband was also looking a little hostile.
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