Detailed Roleplayers discussion
1x1
>
McKensie and Lara III
Marcoux smiled and took her hand kissing it "thank you darling...I feel like my stomach is about to growl any moment. Let us go see what is in store for dinner and tonight you sit by me as my special honored guest."Lydia smiled and kissed his lips carefully "I want it to be a grand party for every age, the hip new big band music and learning how to dance the fox trot and all those....new interesting dances." She said eagerly "i refuse to wear a big ballgown im going to wear a flapper dress and start the revolution of the 20s."
Illiana smiled then, nodding quickly. "Of course." She assured. "I'm hungry as well." She agreed. His last comment surprised her, however. A maid at the table!? Illiana's eyes widened and she stared at him apprehensively. "Are… are you sure about this?" She asked, clearly nervous. James listened to her talk, and his smile slowly grew wider. "My progressive girl." He said softly, so proud of her. She had a vision and a dream, and passion, and it was so inspiring to listen to. "That sounds like the party of a century." He promised.
Marcoux nodded "I'm very sure, you are the women in courting and therefore will not be a maid...Lacey has a dress im sure will fit you, she was the one that planned this..." He pecked her cheek "do not worry I'll be there beside you holding your hand."Lydia smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck "you can wear a fedora...and a pinstriped suit...you'll be the cats meow...every girl will want you as your dance partner...but I'm going to be selfish and keep you to myself...what should I serve food wise?"
Illiana smiled softly, and then found she was growing more and more excited. She was going to be attending a real dinner! Actually attending! That was scary… what if she messed something up? What if she disgraced the family? What if she gave them reason to never let her back again? Illiana swallowed hard. "This is kind of exciting… and really scary." She admitted, rolling him back up to the manor. James laughed softly. "A pinstriped suit?" He repeated, hardly able to imagine himself in one. But he knew well enough that women seemed to like him. James was not an ignorant man. He chuckled. "Don't worry about that, Lydia. I'm only yours, I promise. But we can't be antisocial." He raised an eyebrow teasingly. "I'm sure all the men will want a chance to dance with the princess." He pointed out. "As for food… well I'm not that picky love…"
Marcoux smiled up at her and shook his head "nothing to fear...it'll just be the 5 of us most likely, your friend who never will judge or laugh at your." He promised and smiled "maybe Lydia as well, but she's just like you remember."Lydia shook her head "I don't want to dance with anyone but you...but mother will insist that I dance with all the partners, but we get a special dance just for us...it will let everyone know of our love and hopefully soon engagement."
Illiana nodded then, feeling more relaxed. She opened the door and helped wheel him in and to his room. "Well that does sound a little less daunting." She admitted, smiling softly. "I should go get ready… should I… um… meet you somewhere before dinner starts? Or just come in the dining room? or…?" She asked, unsure. James smiled, feeling himself swell with a sort of feeling he knew to be pride. He had a girl who loved him. Regardless that he was a player. Regardless that he was blind. Regardless that there were millions of other rich men she could dance with. "Engagement?" he teased. "Are you hinting at something love?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. He would propose, but he was waiting for the right moment, when everything settled down. Right now was still too hectic. He grinned, shaking his head. "I love you, Lyida, I hope you know that."
Marcoux smiled "walk down with miss Lacey, I'll be waiting for you alright?" He promised and smiled "do not fear anything my love, this will be your life no more a ladies maid you will get a ladies maid at the mansion. What do you think of that? Lydia smiled and traced his lips with her fingers "yes...I do know that James, I'm sorry that I'm rushing things...but I don't like that I can only see you for a short time and then be away for even longer." She admitted and smiled softly "I wish it didn't have to be a huge Royal wedding I'd rather it just us..."
Illiana nodded, glad that she would have someone to walk with, and not have to do it alone. She shook her head slowly, a wistful smile growing on her features. "It all seems so surreal, like something from a dream." She admitted. She kissed him quickly on the cheek, and then beamed. "See you at dinner!" She waved and ran off to Lacey's room to ask her friend for a dress. James nodded then, his smile sapping into a more serious glance. He understood. And he hated being away from her as well. But in this stage of healing, he knew he had to be there for his mother and family for a bit longer. He couldn't just run off on them again. "I know." He whispered. "But just think of all the years we will spend together one day." he whispered. "And dwell on that, not the fact that we must be apart for a short time now." He whispered. Then he thought for a moment. "We could have a small secret wedding first." He offered. "But I believe we will have to have the whole fancy thing at some point… seeing that you are royalty." He teased, squeezing her hand.
Lacey looked up and smiled "ah there you are!" She said joyfully and opened up her wardrobe "you know my dresses better then I do, pick your favorite and I will curl your hair Illi, I'm not as good as you but I'll learn!" She said cheerfully and smiled touching her smooth locks "I always envied your hsir Illiana."Lydia smiled and caressed his cheek removing the blindfold and caressing the gas burns slowly "my mother thinks the Royal physican could help you, it scares me to have your eyes under the knife.,.but I want to give you hope as well my love..." She smiled "still feels like someone else not me...I don't feel Royal, I don't feel anything except happiness to meet my family and be with you..."
Illiana's smile was huge and she nodded, going to her closet and opening it up. "I've never done anything like this, Lacey. It's rather scary." She admitted. "I… I don't feel like I belong in this world." She pulled out one of the simple deep blue dresses she had always admired. Lace adorned the sleeves, and the collar dipped lower than anything she had worn before, but still was higher than most ladies wore their dresses. "Can I wear this one?" She asked hopefully, blushing at Lacey's comment about her hair. "My hair isn't that remarkable." She said softly. James's breath hitched when he felt the blindfold removed. He stood very still as he felt fingers running over his face. He nearly winced, as he hated to think what she might be looking at right now. But he held his ground and hoped it wasn't too ugly to bear. "You were always regal in my eyes Lydia." He said softly. "You have a sort of passion and fire in your eyes that most people don't have." he whispered. Her eyes… he would never see them again. It was enough to make his voice crack.
Lacey smiled and helped her try it on carefully, she cinched up the corset and smiled lightly "there you are, and yes it is...it's thick and lovely as a horses tail and it's so rich like chocolate. I hate my straw hair when I look at your Illi." She twisted it into a simple updo adorning it with a jeweled headband "what do you think?"Lydia caressed his face and smiled "it's not bad at all..." She assured and smiled "in fact it only affected the centers not the whole eye...I'm sure the doctors could cure them make you see again...if not I'll still love you nothing will ever change that."
Illiana glanced at her reflection in the mirror, a small smile picking up on her features. She looked regal. Important. She looked like someone she didn't know, but it was lovely. "I've never looked like this before… thank you, Lacey, it's lovely." She turned then, smiling at her friend. "But yours is so sun kissed, Lacey. It speaks of sun and fun times." She pulled Lacey's hair up into one of the wavy do's that she often preferred, and smiled softly. "Both of our hair colours are unique and lovely in their own way, I suppose." James found himself feeling hopeful. Not that bad? Only the pupils? Maybe he would be able to see again. But even if he did, he would still have the scars around his face. "I hope they aren't that incredibly hideous." he said softly, reaching up to run his fingers over the damaged flesh. He smiled a little. "I won't be quite so handsome anymore. But if I could see you again…"
Lacey smiled and hugged her friend tightly and smiled "all our dreams are coming true Illi...you get to be a lady just like I've always wanted, we both get our prince's...live happily ever after with children isn't it wonderful?"Lydia shook her head "your heart is the most handsome one I know..." She whispered meaningfully and smiled "I think it makes you look strong and courageous...member when I got hit? I thought I was hideous...but what did you say?"
Illiana smiled, walking down the hallway with her. "Yes. It does all rather seem too good to be true." She admitted. Then she swallowed. "Kids?" she asked, a little panicked. Kids? She was still a girl! Was Lacey going to have kids? Did Marcoux expect them to have kids? Well of course he did. Women in this day and age had kids at younger than her… but that was absolutely terrifying. James could feel himself blushing and he smiled softly, leaning his forehead against hers. "I said you were beautiful no matter what some bastard did to you." he whispered, stealing a kiss. Maybe he could deal with this. If she still thought him handsome then maybe he could deal with this. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad.
Lacey blinked "of course kids, I'm hoping to have many. If it's planned out right I'll have a spring baby...I've always wanted to be a mother, but never a wife." She admitted with a small smile "Max is different though."Lydia smiled and cupped his face kissing him with passion and love "exactly...and I say the same, I love you for you not because of your looks...they used to intimidate me to be honest."
Lacey was planning to have kids right away! And that was a normal scenario, Illiana knew that. But… she just didn't know how being a mother would go. She hadn't thought about kids before. "Wow… that sounds like you've gotten everything all perfect, Lacey." She said softly. "I wish I had my life figured out like that." She admitted. James let himself relax against her, feeling much better after her words. "Thank you love." He said softly. At her last comment, he chuckled. "Intimidating?" he asked softly. "I never thought I could be intimidating." he admitted honestly, brushing his thumb over her cheek.
Lacey shrugged "many lessons prepared me to be a good house wife and mother...I wanted nothing to do with it, I wanted to run away and become a boy...but knowing Maxwell now that's all I want, I definitely won't be submissive or quiet! But...I want a baby, I want to experience that love with him."Luis smiled gently "very, for a poor maid trying to pick strawberries you shook my world...and just kept coming back and turning me to mush...you were always there and I loved that, I was lost without you James...trust me I wasn't well...@
Illiana raised an eyebrow then. "Training? Lessons?" She asked. "I didn't know you had lessons on how to be a wife." she said honestly. Maybe that was why she was more eager about this than Illiana was. "Are you planning on having kids immediately after the wedding?" She asked, curious. James smiled softly, loving to listen to her talk about her experience. He had no idea he had been perceived that way by her. "Oh Lydia…" he shook his head. "There was no reason to be intimidated. I was always intrigued by you." He promised. Then he paused. "Not well baby?"
Lacey nodded "if I can, I know not whether I can conceive I'm planning on having an appointment before the wedding and find out. So there is no troubles on that night." She flushed and waved her hand trying to cool herself diwn.Lydia sighed "I locked myself in my room for days when I got that yellow card saying you were presumed dead...I didn't eat not sleep think lady Macbeth crazy...without the blood." She smiled lightly "it's all good now, your back and alive..."
Illiana nodded in understanding as they walked down the steps toward the dining room. "that's a good idea." She agreed, growing more and more nervous. Doctor's appointments? Having kids night of? That was intensely scary. "Well. Looks like everyone is here already." She said, peering into the dining room. James felt his heart constrict and he kissed her cheek gently, feeling horribly. "I'm sorry Lydia… that I caused you that pain." he said, reaching up to gently caress her face with his hand. "I promised I'd be back, did I not?" he whispered, hating that she had been so affected by his absence.
Marcoux smiled widely at the two girls, he couldn't contain the emotion he felt seeing her look so beautiful and regal for him. He kissed her knuckles gently "you look like a queen m'lady..." He whispered smiling and have someone pull her chair out since he could not do it himself.Lacey sat by Maxwell and smiled kissing his cheek "you do not want to know what we were just discussing my love." She whispered giggling and taking his hand in hers.
Lydia leaned into his caress and nodded "I got scared...I called every general and they knew nothing...mother said you were probably dead...it killed me..."
Illiana smiled when she saw Marcoux, but her smile was shy, as she didn't feel entirely comfortable in this new kind of dress. His compliment, however, caused her to blush and relax. "Thank you." She said softly, sitting down beside him. "You look good too." She whispered, smiling softly. Maxwell grinned, turning his face so she caught his lips instead. "Oh?" he asked, curious now. "well now you have to tell me then." he said, squeezing her hand and grinning. He kissed her cheek, smirking in challenge.
James's smile was genuine, but stressed. He had caused that. He and nearly killed her. He leaned his forehead against her, letting out a huff. "I'm so sorry." he whispered, kissing her, and then just shaking his head. "I'm so so sorry."
Marcoux chuckled "I forget this is the first time you've seen me as a master of the house not footman...thank you, I'm glad you approve." He brushed a curl back "are you happy?"Lacey blushed and laughed "no! It might cause you to flee and I'm not letting upu go!" She said in protect but was still smiling.
Lydia kissed him deeply "all I care about is that your safe and here...I'm fine, please do not fret...Im afraid you have the habit of taking everything personally."
Illiana nodded then, as it was the first time she had seen him dressed up, and the look suited him well. Made him look… dashing. "Oh don't worry I approve." She whispered, grinning as she focused on buttering her bread. "I'm very happy, Marcoux, I get to have a meal with the family." She said, keeping the worries of children out of her mind. Maxwell rolled his eyes. "Cause me to flee? It's that horrific?" he asked, rolling his eyes. "Just what do you ladies of this day and age talk about?" he teased, glancing over at her as the drinks were poured. "Please don't tell me you're planning espionage."
James held onto the kiss, desperate to be able to remember her though the senses he had left. And he could only do that by listening to her, and touching her, and smelling her, now that his sight was gone. "I just wish I had not caused you such pain." he said, being honest.
Marcoux smiled and took her hand and kissed it "good, and your part of my family get used to this life. You aren't a maid anymore alright?" He asked putting his napkin on her lap.Lacey blushed biting her lip and giggled "um, children...and our honeymoon night tis all" she whispered and giggled "sorry I'm just so embarrassed talking about this actually with you..."
Lydia shook her head "doesn't matter...come I think dinner is ready and Im starving." She took his hand and led him to the dining room "so this is what it looks like..."
Illiana flushed, nodding shyly as he kissed her hand. "Thank you, Marcoux." She whispered, putting down her bread so she could grasp his hand. "I feel as though you have made me the luckiest girl alive.'Maxwell chuckled then, sitting back in his chair. "So you already have our family all planned out then…" He said, glancing out of the corner of his eye at her. "I don't mind, you know. I just think its cute that you're so organized, and planning ahead." he teased. "there's no need to be embarrassed about it."
James followed her in, relying on her to lead him into the dining room. He tied his silk blindfold on again, as his mother grew distressed when she saw the burns, and then went to carefully sit down, as the butlers assisted him. "What does it look like?" He inquired, curious. "and what is this we are looking at?"
Marcoux shook his head and smiled lightly "you make me the happiest man so I suppose that's payback..." He smiled at James coming in "you look good, your coloring is coming back." He said honestly.Lacey smiled "it's just...I want to be a mom, and I know it's soon..,but I don't want to be that lady everyone judges for not creating a family."
Lydia smiled "oh right, I've never seen the dining room before...it's a surprise to be sitting st it now...but now I can be the judge of the new chef."
Illiana laughed easily then, shaking her head as she scooped up some of the pasta they were having, and sampled it. It was lovely, and much more lavish than anything she'd eaten before. "What on earth do you call this dish?" She asked, having some more. James had smiled at Marcoux, when he heard him talk, and nodded his thanks. "It's good to be back." He replied.
Maxwell nodded in understanding. "it's aright, Lacey, I totally understand. And I'm all for it, alright?" he asked, kissing her cheek. "But regardless, no one will judge you, I'll see to that. You're the most loved woman in this estate anyways. Everyone is happy for you no matter what." He smiled.
James nodded in understanding. "What is it like?" he asked, wanting to hear her input. "To sit at our dining table when for a long time you were cooking the meals that were eaten here?" He asked, wanting to be a part of her experiences. "I doubt our new chef is as good as you are, but I do believe he worked hard on this meal."
Marcoux smiled "I think he's called manicotti, stuffed cheese pasta with marinara sauce. The chef is very Italian and we always have many types of pastas, when Lydia cooked it was always different." He blinked seeing her "oh hello Lydia, I mean your majesty."Lacey smiled and pecked his cheek "so that doesn't scare you? Kids and marriage? Most guys would be running quickly away to sweet freedom. But...I'm glad that you are excited for our future."
Lydia smiled "it's larger then I expected...I wish they would ask before placing the plates like that." She shook her head "not my responsibility anymore...it's beautiful the chef knows how to place the food elegantly...are you ok? Do you need help?"
Illiana was happy to see her friend and the former cook laughing and smiling with her new boyfriend. She certainly hadn't thought James would keep her, but was very glad that they had worked out. "I see." She said, in response to Marcoux's explanation of the pastas. "Strange… isn't it? That she's the princess?"Maxwell laughed then. "What is freedom without you dear?" he asked, taking a sip of the drink. "I already know I wish to spend my life with you, I just haven't planned anything further than that." he shrugged, smiling softly. "Kids will be nice, once we have them" He agreed.
James smiled, just enjoying listening to her speak. "It is a rather large room." he agreed. Then he chuckled. "Has he placed the dishes wrong?" He inquired. He felt around for the fork, and then found the dish with his other hand, stabbing the fork into the food until something stuck. "I'm learning to find things blind." he said honestly, shrugging. "Still a challenge sometimes, but I think I'm getting better."
Marcoux chuckled and smiled "indeed, it's rather surprising but I find it excellent she will be an excellent leader. I'm just glad they are working together I think he will be a strong leader and maybe we'll be invited to Royal occasions?"Lacey smiled and lay her head on his shoulder and smiled up at him "yes...I can't wait to...start my life with you, I want to wake up in your arms with the little ones running outside with the dogs."
Lydia nodded and cut his food do he just stabbed the bites "that help? I think you are doung so wonderful James I wouldn't be able to be that strong and independent. I find it very attractive."
Illiana smiled softly. "The country is in good hands." she agreed, taking a bite of her bread and swallowing it. "I do hope we will be invited to royal occasions. I've never seen anything but the outside of the palace before." She admitted. "It would be so lovely to see inside. Have you ever been in it?" She asked, curious. Maxwell laughed then kissing her forehead. "Yeah I know. I can take a hint Lacey. You might as well just propose." he teased. "I'm waiting for a good time, and its no fun when you know when that time is. So stop guessing. I want it to be a surprise." he teased, kissing her nose.
James smiled, finding it much easier to eat now, and he nodded. "Yes, immensely, thank you." He ate some more as she talked, and then smiled softly, feeling himself swell with pride. "Oh I wouldn't say I'm doing that marvellously… but thank you. I try my best." he grinned, regretting his inability to wink at her.
Marcoux shook his head "only those that are Royal usually go inside, but maybe Lydia will invite us one day." He ate happily and smiled "I'm going to get a new leg made soon, so you don't have to roll me around everywhere I think it'll make me feel better."Lacey nipped at his nose "you are taking too long Max darling! I can't wait and I will propose if you don't before August...I have plans." She protested laughter in her eyes and smile showing that she was just teasing. "How do you put up with me?"
Lydia smiled gently and rubbed his hand "I love you...I wish I could just take you home with me...or stay here, I feel like a tame version of Romeo and Juliet..." She admitted and leaned on his shoulder "take me with you when you see the doctor?"
Illiana nodded, happy to have the prospect of a royal visit as something to look forwards too. As he spoke of his new leg, she nodded, finishing off her dinner with a drink of the wine. "That is a lovely idea, Marcoux." She agreed. "I'm sure it would help you feel better. I could help you learn to walk with it, if you ever need anything." She offered, wanting to be of some help. Maxwell chuckled, shaking his head. "I don't know whatever I'm to do with you." He teased back. He whispered in her ear. "I promise it'll be before August, ok? But no guessing when. I was serious about the surprise." He said, smiling. Then he turned back to his food. "I put up with you because Pan could never have quite as much fun without Tink. I love you my little fairy." he whispered.
James smiled softly. "I'd follow you home like a lost puppy." He whispered. "But not yet. I must set things straight with my family. I was to inherit the household, and now that I shall be living with you, it must pass to the next legible relative, Marcoux. I have to prepare everything for that." He said honestly, sighing. "I just hope he's alright with it. I know he gave his former inheritance to Maxwell." Then he chewed his lip, drinking more wine to hide his nervousness. "I'll take you along, if you wish to come." he promised. "Though I'm not sure how much I want to go." he admitted. He was quite nervous.
Lacey's mother frowned then, not being able to ignore the twittering and whispers and kisses any longer. "Would you all just go get rooms! Honestly. Young people these days!"
Lacey flushed "sorry mother...it is rude of us, I'm glad to see you up out of bed. Can I get you anything?" She had to stay on her families good side because of all the new events coming up, she wanted to wear her mother's dress so badly...with some adjustments to make it modern of course.Marcoux nodded "I'd appreciate that Illi, sir." He spoke to the master of the house "would you allow me to pay off for Illi not to be a servant anymore?" He asked poletly so it didn't seem like she was a possession he never wanted her to feel like that.
Lydia shook her head "but what if it helps? What if you can see even a small amount? It would be worth the fear yes?" She asked and smiled "can you please excuse us sir? I need an escort to go back to the palace?"
Her mother smiled softly, shaking her head. "No. That's alright dear. I'm feeling much better now with some rest and good food again." She promised. "I just don't enjoy all you being so obviously twitterpated at the dining table. Please maintain the appearance dear, this can't all go to waste. You'll be the lady of a household soon, if Maxwell proposes." She whispered, smiling softly. She was not oblivious. Illiana stayed quiet, listening hopefully as Marcoux spoke with her master. She didn't mind that he was trying to buy her off. She knew her place.
The master smiled softly. "My dear Marcoux. At the end of the summer, she'll be yours, not mine. James is going to live with the future queen. Maxwell is taking your estate, and Lacey with him. And that leaves this estate, to you."
James sighed softly, nodding. "I know, Lydia. That's why I agreed to do it. Doesn't make it any less scary though, love. I've never had a surgery before." he said softly. It was very humiliating to even admit he was nervous about anything.
His father dismissed them both.
Lacey flushed and smiled at Mac and her mother "of course mother...and yes that is the plan, I'll live in his estate and of course will keep up the appearances and our family name, it's just so nice to be in love..."Marcoux smiled at Lacey and kissed her hand "she will be my bride not my maid...I don't know how I can own such a place...but I'm willing to try sir, James has a whole kingdom to care for."
Lydia hugged him tightly "it's alright...I know your scared I'd be scared too...but I know it'll be good and it's ok to be nervous. Your last surgery was in that dingy hospital in France...but this is the best doctor in Britain I trust him..."
Her mother smiled softly, nodding. "I remember being in love once." She said softly, her smile knowing. She knew her daughter was in love. She could see it easily. "Can I plan on some grandkids soon?" She asked hopefully. Illiana flushed and looked down. She couldn't be prouder to be his bride. She knew she was exchanging one job for another. She would have to be a good bride to him.
Mr. Wendell nodded. "I know, Marcoux. I would never want to leave my estate to any one else." he promised.
James nodded slowly. "I know." he whispered, sighing. "I just hope it goes alright." he said honestly, shrugging. "And I guess if it doesn't… my eyes are already dead… so what could go wrong?" He asked, joking, half seriously nervous, half laughing.
Lacey flushed and smiled but nodded "yes we hope after the wedding to have a spring baby..." She squeezed Maxwell's hand "but there's no hurry." She assured her mom and smiled at Maxwell.Marcoux smiled "thank you, I hope to make you proud and of course it's still your place and I'll keep things the same, it'll be better to get around with my wooden leg.
Lydia sighed sadly and held him close "I just miss you being able to look into my eyes, and I want you to see our children and me at the wedding..."
Her mother nodded, waving her hand then. "Alright. Go on. Have fun now kids. I don't need to take up any more of your time."Maxwell smiled softly, bowing to Lady Wendell and then taking Lacey's hand. "Where to?" he asked. "Want to play truth or dare in the attic?"
The master nodded, his smile soft. "Thank you, Marcoux. That will mean a lot to our family." he said, grasping his hand. "I'm happy to think of you as my son." he bowed to them both, smiling, as he left.
But Illiana had noted that his smile at her had been a little colder, maybe slightly disapproving.
James wrapped his arms around her, letting himself relax in her presence. She would be there. She could make sure they did everything right. Didn't matter that she didn't know any about medicine. As long as she was there, everything could be better somehow. "I want all that too, Lydia. And I'm very sorry that this has caused so much stress."
Lacey laughed and followed him up the steps and tucked her skirt under her smiling as they sat in the dark dusty attic "I always thought it was haunted up here..."Marcoux nodded and took Illiana's hand "don't mind him, he has very old fashioned views of the world and it's hard to get used to a servant being a lady of a manor."
Lydia shook her head getting into the carriage and pulling him up "do not fret, I love you and I don't want you to stress at all ok? It's almost curfew..."
Maxwell sat on the floor with her, grinning. "Haunted?" he asked, looking around. "Yeah… probably is." he agreed, shaking his head. "Alright. This is very serious." he put on a serious face. "Lacey… truth or dare?"Illiana smiled softly, shaking her head. It didn't bother her. She knew she had been a maid, and still was a maid until she and Marcoux were engaged. "It's alright, Marcoux. I understand entirely." She had had those views pounded into her since she was young.
James followed her with her assistance and sat across from her in the carriage as it drove off to the palace again. "I promise I shall try my best not to stress." he vowed, one hand over his heart as he smiled. "It has been a lovely evening with you, Lydia."
Lacey giggled "Um dare, you know almost everything about me already!" she giggled sitting up on her heels "Don't hold back I'm ready!" she said excited.Marcoux sighed "I don't think it's very...I don't know I wish that there wasn't the stereotypes that follow you all your life. If anyone saw you they thought you would be a true lady."
Lydia smiled and nodded "I agree my love...I wish I could just sleep in your arms tonight but the maids would gossip and I wish they wouldn't."
Maxwell laughed softly, and then scrunched up his face, thinking of a good dare. "Alright… hm…." he looked around the room, deciding to start small. "Touch that spider there in the corner." he said, pointing to a small dead spider that was tangled in one of the cob webs. Illiana smiled softly and kissed his cheek, "Don't worry about it, Marcoux. Trust me, I'm used to the stereotypes." She took his hand and walked with him through the manor, just enjoying his company. "Besides, by all rights, I still am a maid…" She pointed out, her smile rather sad.
James laughed softly then. "I suppose you would know about the gossip from experience." he mused. "Are you new maids nice? Have you found some good friends?" he asked, not liking the idea of her being in a castle alone.
Lacey whimpered she hated spiders and especially dead ones! She crawled over and extended a shaky finger and flicked the spider squealing about the cobwebs sticking to her and wiped it on his shirt "that was awful!"Marcoux shook his head "not to me your not...your my lady and I love you so much...I refuse to let you be a maid any longer. Instead you'll get the lessons from Lacey on how to be a proper lady."
Lydia shrugged "they let go of my best friend Emma...she was the one that pretended to be me...the other just...don't want to be friends they don't see me as an equal."
Maxwell was chuckling when she came back and rubbed cobwebs on his shirt. He brushed them off again, grinning. "Well you survived!" He congratulated. "Now its your turn to ask me." he said, preparing himself for what she might ask. Iliana blushed, shaking her head. "You are too kind to me, Marcoux. This is far more than I deserve." She whispered, hugging him tightly. He had completely turned her life around by just loving her, and she knew she owed him everything.
James frowned, not liking that at all. Her best friend was let go? Because of a ploy to come find him? He felt a twinge of guilt. "And you mother was firm on the release?" he inquired. "Is there any way to get her back?"
Lacey came to sit back down and grinned at him "alright my love truth or dare?" She asked giggling "and trust me both will be brutal."Marcoux hugged her close and smiled gently "come let us get you to bed, you still look tired...healing is going to be a process and I want you strong my darling...but I'll still stay till you fall asleep."
Lydia sighed and nodded "Emma his the note I wrote so I wouldn't get into trouble...I don't know where she is now..."
Maxwell gnawed on a lip for a moment, trying to decide which would be the most safe. "Um… Dare." He said, looking nervously at her, as if expecting she would dare him to jump off a cliff or something crazy like that. Iliana nodded, walking hand in hand with him back to her bedroom. She kept him waiting outside while she dressed out of Lacey's dress, and then let him in again. She was waiting in bed already and she smiled softly. "This is my room." She gestured to the walls around them. "Not anything fancy, but it's mine." She shrugged.
James sighed softly, finally understanding what had gone on. "I see." He said, as they pulled up to the palace. "Well. Maybe if you find her again, you could discuss having her back with your mother?" he suggested.
Lacey giggled "let me see...I dare you to propose to me tonight and tell my father that we are eloping." She said with a smirk and a giggle, she hated waiting do why not? It could be anything and that was pretty terrifying!Marcoux ftowned looking around at the shabby little room "I'll see if there is any open rooms upstairs, you deserve better then this my love." He kissed her forehead "I'm sorry I just think you deserve so much more."
Lydia nodded and smiled gently "thank you for the suggestion, will you like to come in? Maybe tuck me into bed...kiss me goodnight..." She whispered against his lips.
James chuckled softly. "Sense? There is hardly anything sensible about love, darling." He teased, pecking her nose, and proud that he was able to find where it was in one try. "You'll do great. And I can't wait to see how it turns out." he promised. "Do you have any ideas for what it will be like yet?"