The Fight For Arabella {IC}

[KatnissEverdeen]

Without hesitation, Claire drank the water in seconds and ate in few minutes.
" I came from all the way on the other side of the Kingdom.." she tells him.
" I , uhhh.." she told him she was a runaway, how would he react?
Would he send her back?
" I escaped my home..." she says. She felt socdirty and gross now, getting a good look at herself.
" I'm sorry..." Claire whispers. " I should go."

[Filisalot]

As she ate, Jorge made sure that Anabelle was safe and sound where she was. Returning to the living room, he sat down as she finished. "You were a slave?" He asked as she mentioned she'd escaped her house, no one escaped a house they weren't held forcefully in "No... Don't go... Your safe here.." He told her "I can keep you safe from the slave hunters, and give you a house to live under" He said to her "I only have one other person in this house, Anabelle" He said, nodding towards the dining-room where she was eating.

[SweedishDelight]

Caroline returned Evangeline's smile, looking down at the younger brunette as she thought about her words. Technically speaking, she was her slave now, wasn't she? The guard found no interest in slaves, servants she didn't mind, but slaves she did. It wasn't the working slaves that bothered her as much as the..."body" slaves. Sickening how people enjoy to release their pleasures upon those who think they are "unworthy".

Walking around her a few times, she began to feel and press where the younger female's body curved and a little at her hips. Humming a little, she was somewhat taking measurements mentally, clasping her hands and leaving the room. Coming back with a royal blue dress and some undergarments, she gave it to her, smiling.

"Ah, this was a old dress I wore about four or so years ago, probably roughly your age now. Should fit you fine, plus I gave you some undergarments and such so we don't have any turning heads when a gust of wind blows by...that is, if we actually go to town." Caroline smiled, turning around and not looking at Evangeline's bare body as she assumed she was changing.

Evangeline
The young brunette stood still as Caroline took her measurements, feeling a bit sore around her hips but she didn't cry out in pain, not wanting to show her displeasure and as Caroline left she pressed a hand against her side, sighing softly. Evangeline eyes raised as Caroline returned, seeing the very pretty blue dress cradled in her hands and the undergarments aswell. Evangeline let out a soft giggle and took the clothes from Caroline. "I would prefure to not give anyone a show."

Evangeline smiled as Caroline turned around and the young brunette unbuttoned her dress, letting it slip down her shoulders and fall to the floor. The undergarments were soft and silky, and she felt comfort as she slid them up her legs, then the dress. Evangeline pulled on the dress, buttoning it up and she looked surprisingly beautiful, although she just was thinking about the soft fabric against her skin.

[ButterflyKisses]

Alistair smirked quietly to himself as he watched the young woman who slept silently in his bed. She was rather stunning, despite the trouble she had caused him. Leaning over, he let his pale hand gently brush her hair away from her face before moving over to the window, pulling the heavy crimson velvet drapes aside. The moonlight trickled in, dancing across his ghostly, bare chest as he moved to light the torches, intent on waking her from her slumber.

As she began to finally stir, a smile crossed his face. "You did not think you would kill my best mount and I would simply let you go, did you?" again that sweet, silky voice...like honey on a fly trap. "Your greatest error was letting me see your face. Now then, the way I see it...you have two choices. One, serve me in payment for the creature you stole; or two, leave here and I inform the guards of your...situation, and you will be hunted the rest of your days. The choice is yours, my dear." he said gently, blue eyes locked on her as he sank into a chair, long brown hair falling around his shoulders.

[AnthousNight]

Cara stirred, her eyes opening slowly, then instantly narrowing at the man. She let out a deep growl, but remained in bed. "What Kind of Serving?" She suddenly realized the last thing she remembered from the night before, looking down to check for her clothes, instinctively lifting the sheets up to cover herself in case she wasn't dressed. her dark green eyes flicking back up to the man in the window. the sight of the moon raising her blood pressure.

[ButterflyKisses]

Alistair chuckled a bit at her reaction. "The sort of any servant girl...bathing, dressing, cleaning, fetching meals...things of that sort. One year of service. A fair exchange...considering that beast was worth more than your entire little farm." he said rather coolly, getting to his feet. "I have already requested that clothes be sent up for you. I had no intention of wasting time to gather yours." Alistair added simply, moving around the little wooden desk and crossing the room to her. His smile broadened as he noted her grip on the sheets, clinging them to her tightly. "You needn't worry. I was a perfect gentleman...though I may have been tempted a moment." the last part came out in a husky, seductive tone as a smirk crossed his stone face.

[AnthousNight]

Her eyes narrowed again and she started to get up in her usual rage, but stopped as she realized that would require her to reveil herself. "One Year, You Son of a..." She finished with a growl. "Fine, But No Baths!" She slid out of the bed, holding the sheet and wrapping it around her. "And What of my farm while I am gone? huh? I'm supposed to be here so I don't loose my livelyhood and have to move, but if my farm dies this year I will have to leave anyway."

[ButterflyKisses]

Alistair held up a hand to silence her. "Your farm will be tended to by my servants. Half the produce will supply my manor, and the other half will be sold at market, the coin delivered to you." he said simply, motioning to his shirt in the corner of the room before turning, arms outstretched as he waited for her to obey.

[AnthousNight]

She narrowed her eyes agains, but quickly tied the sheets in a big bow around her, then grabbed his shirt, slipping it over his body, she tried hard not to stare at it, thanking the ingrained hatred the Guardians of nature held for the Abominations of life, for it was around the only thing that kept her from lusting after this man. well, that, and his pompous additude. how lovely it would have been to slip her claws up under his ribs as she smoothed the shirt down over his sides, letting them fish upwards until her claws wrapped around his beatless heart and tore it free. she sighed lightly, no longer filled with her pent up rage. nothing like a little grizzly murder in the mind to take the edge off.

[ButterflyKisses]

Another smirk crossed his face as he pulled his long brown hair into a loose ponytail, leaving his shirt slightly unbuttoned as another young maid brought in a clean, though incredibly simple dress for Cara. "Get ready. Since you ruined my meal last night, I shall have to hunt again." Alistair stated simply, gracefully crossing the room to retrieve his cloak. "We will go on foot tonight, since I do not wish to lose any more of my precious stock. Do not keep my waiting, my dear." With that, he left the room, making his way down the stairs with a satisfied grin on his face, ignoring his elderly father's quizzical glance as he moved to the foyer to await her.