Post by Thea Linnet on Jul 15, 2009 17:43:26 GMT
((to clear up what happened after Convincing. Roe's actions posted with permission))
Thea pushed open the heavy oak door and dropped her things on the cold floor. She'd first arrived in Nottingham three weeks ago and this was the first time she'd been in her room. Giving a little laugh, she threw herself onto the bed, rubbing her aching back. Birmingham was a long way away on horseback and she was paying for that trip now.
It had been an interesting adventure to say the least. After what had happed in the market, she and Roe went straight to Birmingham and were met there by an unpleasant Lord Birmingham. He had been quite surprised to find that Thea was married to Roe, and insisted that he see the documents. After a close inspection, he gave the couple a tight smile.
"I'm sure you're glad to be home," Birmingham said while leading them to the house. In truth, she wasn't; it wasn't home really. She had no friends left here since Runner was off in France. And without the presence of either of her parents, Birmingham just didn't feel right.
"I assume you'll be living here with your husband, Lady Thea?" Birmingham asked once they were seated around the grad table.
"No. We will both be returning to Nottingham rather soon. However, I wanted to speak to you about that little rule..." Thea lent across the table and pointed out that Birmingham thrived on trade that her father had brought in, and all it would take are a few small letters and that could all change.
"As long as you agree to my conditions, the trade will still come in, with Runner taking over the business." His faced turned three different shades of purple before he responded. Of course was all he could mutter before he excused himself rather quickly.
"I absolutely hate that man," Thea sighed. She pulled out the marital documents and threw them into the blazing fire. "Consider this marriage annulled." She told Roe to keep the ring, since it was of no use to her anymore. As she told him, she moved the band onto her right hand. She didn't know if he'd kept it, but that didn't matter to her now.
They'd gone their separate ways later that night. Thea had offered him a stay in the lodge, but he politely refused and went back to Nottingham. The boards creaked as Thea walked up the stairs and approached her mother's room. Standing in the doorway, she was afraid to go any further. It reminded her of Melissa too much, so she slept in her old room instead. Filled with treasures from around the world, Thea reacquainted herself with them until the sun peeked over the horizon.
Being in the house alone gave Thea time to think. It seemed like it had been so long since she'd had the chance to do so. She had done the right thing. Roe was back in Nottingham, probably already forgotten the strange, small teenager he'd helped; and she was home, readying the house for occupants that would come later that night. In an attempt to cheer up the lodge, Thea hosted a dinner for the town. The best part about living in Birmingham was the things you could get in the market. The guests enjoyed a wonderful meal, filled with food from foreign regions. They were well, though not exquisitely. As Thea had told Roe before, she was not cut out to be a housewife. The wine and ale were flowing into the wee hours of the morning and the next day she was exhausted, but happy. She'd met some new people and made quite a few friends. There had even been toasts to her and her well-being.
But after a week, the joy gave way to an emptier feeling. She no longer waited in suspense for her father to come home, nor did she watch, enraptured as her mother cooked things that were beyond her imagination. There were no shouts of her and Runner playing around the house, followed by the crash of a broken piece of furniture. The joy of her childhood was missing. That in itself was strange, since she was only nineteen. But without a family, she had to provide for herself now. And as much as she wanted to, she could do that here. She wrote a quick letter to Runner saying he could have free reign of the place whenever he was in Birmingham and packed up the things she couldn't leave behind. She bought a horse off of the farmer for a decent price and began for Nottingham.
She'd been fortunate to not come across the outlaws as she rode on the North Road, though she secretly wished she had since she wanted to meet the Allan character Roe had mentioned.
When she came to the castle, she sighed happily. This is where she wanted to be. She rounded up a few guards to carry her things to the room then went in search of some food. On the way she saw Roe and waved, not able to walk over and talk just yet. And, she decided, he wasn't exactly looking for her company after what had happened. As she walked past, she wondered if things had been mended between him and Isabella.
I'm living in the castle with Isabella now, Thea thought suddenly. She would have to watch her step until she knew that Isabella knew the truth. That would a a difficult meeting regardless of what Isabella had said before.
Thea yawned and stretched in the large bed, her eyes drooping despite the sunshine outside. Interesting, was all she could think as she drifted off.
Thea pushed open the heavy oak door and dropped her things on the cold floor. She'd first arrived in Nottingham three weeks ago and this was the first time she'd been in her room. Giving a little laugh, she threw herself onto the bed, rubbing her aching back. Birmingham was a long way away on horseback and she was paying for that trip now.
It had been an interesting adventure to say the least. After what had happed in the market, she and Roe went straight to Birmingham and were met there by an unpleasant Lord Birmingham. He had been quite surprised to find that Thea was married to Roe, and insisted that he see the documents. After a close inspection, he gave the couple a tight smile.
"I'm sure you're glad to be home," Birmingham said while leading them to the house. In truth, she wasn't; it wasn't home really. She had no friends left here since Runner was off in France. And without the presence of either of her parents, Birmingham just didn't feel right.
"I assume you'll be living here with your husband, Lady Thea?" Birmingham asked once they were seated around the grad table.
"No. We will both be returning to Nottingham rather soon. However, I wanted to speak to you about that little rule..." Thea lent across the table and pointed out that Birmingham thrived on trade that her father had brought in, and all it would take are a few small letters and that could all change.
"As long as you agree to my conditions, the trade will still come in, with Runner taking over the business." His faced turned three different shades of purple before he responded. Of course was all he could mutter before he excused himself rather quickly.
"I absolutely hate that man," Thea sighed. She pulled out the marital documents and threw them into the blazing fire. "Consider this marriage annulled." She told Roe to keep the ring, since it was of no use to her anymore. As she told him, she moved the band onto her right hand. She didn't know if he'd kept it, but that didn't matter to her now.
They'd gone their separate ways later that night. Thea had offered him a stay in the lodge, but he politely refused and went back to Nottingham. The boards creaked as Thea walked up the stairs and approached her mother's room. Standing in the doorway, she was afraid to go any further. It reminded her of Melissa too much, so she slept in her old room instead. Filled with treasures from around the world, Thea reacquainted herself with them until the sun peeked over the horizon.
Being in the house alone gave Thea time to think. It seemed like it had been so long since she'd had the chance to do so. She had done the right thing. Roe was back in Nottingham, probably already forgotten the strange, small teenager he'd helped; and she was home, readying the house for occupants that would come later that night. In an attempt to cheer up the lodge, Thea hosted a dinner for the town. The best part about living in Birmingham was the things you could get in the market. The guests enjoyed a wonderful meal, filled with food from foreign regions. They were well, though not exquisitely. As Thea had told Roe before, she was not cut out to be a housewife. The wine and ale were flowing into the wee hours of the morning and the next day she was exhausted, but happy. She'd met some new people and made quite a few friends. There had even been toasts to her and her well-being.
But after a week, the joy gave way to an emptier feeling. She no longer waited in suspense for her father to come home, nor did she watch, enraptured as her mother cooked things that were beyond her imagination. There were no shouts of her and Runner playing around the house, followed by the crash of a broken piece of furniture. The joy of her childhood was missing. That in itself was strange, since she was only nineteen. But without a family, she had to provide for herself now. And as much as she wanted to, she could do that here. She wrote a quick letter to Runner saying he could have free reign of the place whenever he was in Birmingham and packed up the things she couldn't leave behind. She bought a horse off of the farmer for a decent price and began for Nottingham.
She'd been fortunate to not come across the outlaws as she rode on the North Road, though she secretly wished she had since she wanted to meet the Allan character Roe had mentioned.
When she came to the castle, she sighed happily. This is where she wanted to be. She rounded up a few guards to carry her things to the room then went in search of some food. On the way she saw Roe and waved, not able to walk over and talk just yet. And, she decided, he wasn't exactly looking for her company after what had happened. As she walked past, she wondered if things had been mended between him and Isabella.
I'm living in the castle with Isabella now, Thea thought suddenly. She would have to watch her step until she knew that Isabella knew the truth. That would a a difficult meeting regardless of what Isabella had said before.
Thea yawned and stretched in the large bed, her eyes drooping despite the sunshine outside. Interesting, was all she could think as she drifted off.
