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May 09, 2017 05:29AM
It was getting dark, and Mareth wished to be back home before the end of the day. "Ingrid, we must head out, it is time for us to go now." He said, mounting his horse. He offered his hand to her, and she mounted up behind him. He felt his heart flutter as she placed her arms around him to steady herself. He really had figure out a way to at least manage these feelings he thought. But then again, part of him didn't want to manage them, part of him wanted to let them run free.
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Ingrid looked at him as he mentioned they needed to leave, she knew by the sky slowly darkening and loosing its light that their time in the meadow was coming to an end. "Yes lord." She said quietly as she went on to mount the horse with him, during the journey back to the village she found herself gently leaning her head against his back, resting for a moment
When they got back from their excursion, Ingrid had fallen asleep and was gently leaning on him. When he dismounted, he steadied her and then as she fell off the horse towards him, he gently caught her, being sure not to awaken her. He carried her into his house, and then to the bedroom and laid her down. He pulled a blanket over her and, being sure she was asleep, gave a gentle kiss on her cheek saying, "goodnight." Softly as he left.
She had been so exhausted from all that had happened, not just the excursion they took, she had been forcing her self to stay awake since the night of the attack but she was so tired. Now she fell asleep. She didn't feel him carry her inside and place her down though she felt more comfortable and cuddled into the fur he placed over her
Mareth went back to his room. He was gonna try and figure out what he was gonna do about his feelings, but he decided to stall longer. I mean, no use rushing these decisions. Instead, he lay back and thought of the day ahead. He did not know what it would hold, but he thought he might do some training in the back yard. Well see he thought as he drifted off.
Ingrid woke slowly from her deep slumber, the sky outside was a deep shadow of black and minimal stars, it must have been a cloudy night. She didn't know which time it was however she was rather hungry, she slowly got out from her bed and wondered into the main area of his home, quietly searching for something to eat. It wasn't too late but late enough that dinner had been kissed
Mareth woke to sounds in his kitchen. It would not be the first time that someone had tried robbing him. He jumped out of bed and grabbed a knife. He snuck to the door and cracked it open a bit. The clouds were covering the night sky so visibility was low. He jumped out but quickly realized who it was and put the knife away. "WHO ARE- oh, Ingrid? Haha, you scared me! Oh my, haha, that was comical I must admit. Do not be frightened my dear, I mean you no harm. I thought we were being robbed." He said laughing.
Ingrids eyes widened when she saw him coming towards her with a knife, she gasped and let out a soft yelp but relaxed "sorry lord, I should not have prayed." she said to him
"Oh do not fret, we did not get dinner, and I did not want to wake your peaceful slumber. Eat anything you like, I myself do feel a bit hungry so I'll have a bit of bread." He said, and then laughing Merrily, he added, "quite a start you gave me my dear, oh how I jumped." Hoping to tease a smile from her face.
She was still in slight shock, fear and guilt of having done what she did. "I will cook us some soup." She insisted, only something quick and easy, more like a broth. She then smiled softly at his comment "my apologies lord."
"Oh, do not apologize, it was funny. And you are too kind to make soup for us at such a late hour." He replied, accepting his bowl. They sat and ate together silently. He kept stealing glances over at her when she wasn't looking, admiring how pretty she was, even just up from a nap.
She looked at mareth with a small smile when passing him his small bowl of soup. "It was not too late." She assured him when she sat down, sinking into her soup, enjoying the easy flavour she had made. She didn't notice him glancing at her but she was yawning a little from how exhausted she was
Once they had finished, Mareth insisted on washing the bowls seeing how tired she was. When he finished, he said to her, "it is still very late, it is probably a good idea for us to catch some sleep. I will see you in the morning Ingrid." He told her, as he held out his had in a gentleman like fashion to help her out of the chair.
Ingrid tried to change his mind, letting her to clean up but he insisted and she was grateful for it, smiling a little. "Thank you lord." she said to him, as he finished cleaning and offered to help her up, she smiled gently and took his offer, getting up, she then looked around the quiet room, sighing gently. "Good night lord."
"Goodnight Ingrid, is there anything you need or want before you go to bed?" He asked, trying to draw out the moment a bit longer, letting his eyes linger on her kind face, watching her smile. It was beautiful.
She looked at him again as he asked her, sh wished she could say what she wanted but was worried. "I .. I umm... no lord." She said to him softly
He heard her hesitate, and pursued it. "You sure? Please, don't hesitate to tell me. I promise it isn't too much trouble." He said hoping that she would tell him, and hoping it would involve him being able to talk to her more.
She looked back at her lord, still unsure if she should say but he insisted. "I do not wish to sleep alone in there." She said to him
Mareth looked at her for a second. He did not have anywhere else for her to sleep. Unless... "well my bed is bigger than need be, if you wish, you may sleep on the other side. As long as it does not make you too uncomfortable." He replied, a smile trying to take shape on his face.
She looked at him and the room he was in for a moment with a gently smile "I may sleep on my furs on the floor if you wish." She said, all she wished was to be in a room with company.
"Whatever you like, have it as you wish." He said, moving furs from her room to his, and grabbing some extra furs, making a comfortable mattress at the foot of his bed. "Is this better? Anything else before we go to bed?" He asked.
She watched as he made quick arrangements for her then she looked at the furs "no lord, thank you: you are very kind." She said
When he had her makeshift bed made up, he hopped in his own, sinking into it tiredly. He lay back and heard ingrids soft breathing. Feeling comforted by this, he turned on his side, and closed his eyes to go to sleep.
She thanked him once more as she laid down into her bed of furs, getting comfortable and relaxing gently, closing her eyes to try sleep.
When morning came, Mareth sat up and looked around. Ingrid was still at the foot of his bed, still sleeping. He got up and padded around her gently, heading to the kitchen to start breakfast. He went to the chucked coup in his back yard and grabbed a few eggs, bringing them back inside to be cooked. He also brought out cured meat strips to throw on a skillet.
Ingrid rolled onto her side when mareth was walking around the room though she was still asleep. The past couple of days had really caught up with her and now she was zonked out b
When he had breakfast ready, Mareth went back into his room and knelt down next to Ingrid and gently shook her awake. "Ingrid, I thought you should know, breakfast is ready, but if you wish to sleep, you may." He said gently as she stared bleary eyed up at him.
Ingrid looked up towards mareth as he shook her awake, she smiled gently but was still laying down "may I rest longer?" She asked him hopeful
"Yes of course you may. Come get me when you want me to make your eggs. I'll be in the back yard ok?" He told her as she rolled back over to sleep. He stepped out of the room, grabbing his sword and dagger on his way out, and stepped into the backyard. He started working on foot work first to get warmed up, then moved onto slashes and jabs after a while, and after that he worked on feints and dodges, weaving about with intricate footwork and a deceptive series of slashes and jabs.
Ingrid rolled back over for a little longer nap after her allowed her more time, she just needed some more time. She woke after time and walked out to the main area. From looking outside the windows she saw mareth training away. She did not wish to disturb him so instead made herself her own eggs, they looked rather fresh and smelt nice and fresh, she was wondering where he got those from
Mareth was in the middle of working on a viper beheading technique when Ingrid came and took a seat on the small back deck that led into the back yard. He didn't notice her at first, but he looked over and saw her watching him with mild interest, tracking he's sword through every movement. "Ah, good morning Ingrid! How are you feeling! Have you eaten?" He asked.
Ingrid was quiet as she sat onto the step, tracing his sword and each movement he made, smiling a little. When he noticed her and asked she smiled with a gentle nod "good morning lord, I have. Thank you, lord." She said to him
He nodded and went back to training for a little bit and by noon he finished. When he got back inside, he asked Ingrid. "The weather is getting nice, would you like to start on the garden today? I will help if you wish. The seeds we bought are in the cupboard." Motioning to the spot where he had put the seeds.
She looked at mareth when he walked in back in, she had began to clean his house like the servant she was and should do. As he mentioned the garden she smiled softly "I would my lord." She said "though you do not need to help."
"As you wish, I admit, I do not have much of a green thumb. I will continue to practice then while you plant. Meanwhile, let us break for lunch. Anything in particular you think we should prepare?" He asked.
"I will prepare all that you would like lord." She said to him when he asked about what to eat, she was happy to eat anything. He was the boss
"Alright then, let's go for a sandwich. Roast beef with cabbage and cheese." He said pulling out the necessary ingredients. They made the food and ate. afterward, Ingrid went to go look at the garden, and Mareth to go train some more, working on a parry thrust combination.
Ingrid helped with the sandwiches then she went out to the garden, she got changed into some clothing she would use as her garden clothes. She was very excited about being able to plant out the garden thought as he was training to stoke a few glances. (Should we add another couple? To interact with?)
He trained for a while, and then an idea struck him. "Hey, Ingrid, you should meet my friends that live next store. They are very nice people, maybe not as, ah, relaxed on the servant thing as I, but they are good people. When I go off on raids and such, they will be able to help you when I leave for battles and such." He said, hoping to make her more comfortable.
Ingrid looked up suddenly as she heard her name and looked towards mareth, smiling gently. It would be nice to maybe meet some people in the village and if they were friends of mareth they might be nice. "I would like that lord." She said
"Splendid, we shall have them over for dinner tomorrow night then! But ah, well, I need to talk to you about something later, but it is of no matter right now, keep on doing what you do, with you in charge of my garden, it will be the most beautiful in the village. The garden will be as beautiful as the gardener!" He added smiling.
She was a little nervous about having to cook for Vikings she did not know, and she couldn't exactly dine with them completely, could she? She was his servant, she had to serve him and his friends. She blushed softly at his words then went on to plant out the garden, first she was having to take out each dead plant and put those into a pile aside for rubbish.
Mareth went back to practicing, and he did so for another hour before he went and washed the sweat and grime from him. He told Ingrid she could wash up, and he sat outside watching the sun set as she did. When she finished, they were in the kitchen making food. Mareth said, "Ah, Ingrid, so tomorrow when my friends come over, they will want to know who you are. I do not intend to tell them you are my servant. I do this because they will be kinder and more protective of you if they think you a close friend. So I will tell them you are just that. You will have to act as my equal while they are here, can you do that?" She contemplated this and scrunched her brow in thought, Mareth suppressed a smile as he thought this cute.
She was looking at her him rather confused and surprised with his this, she wasn't even sure why that would be but she was some way happy that he didn't want them to recognise her as a servant. "But your leader will know I am." She said to him still a bit concerned about it
"You are right about that, it's only a temporary fix, but it will work until you find one to marry I believe. That is the only way you will no longer be a servant, but this should work for now." He replied.
"And if they find out? If someone talks to them." She said to him very concerned
"If worst comes to worst, I will say I have taken you as my wife, that will make you my equal and they will not be able to argue it." Mareth said, waiting for her reaction, wondering what she would say.
She looked at him once again, her eyes widened still from a little bit of confusing and being surprised. She couldn't argue with her lord though "ok lord:"
"Again, I only do this to give you the best possible life that I can find. I do not think it will come to worst, but that is the stakes if it does. I'm sorry for the harshness of the consequences should my risk fall through, but I feel it will be best." He said, feeling sorry that he had to do this.
