Reconcilliation (Part II)

Indeed,

*Eyes up castle*

And so here we are.

Indeed we are *Nicholas smiles*

I enjoyed your company very much, I seem to have a much clearer head and less heavy heart.

Thank you.

You are most welcome, and so I take my leave.

*curtseys before floating regally across the floor*

*When Nicholas comes back, Marie is much calmed down and embroidering, while her musicians play "The Assassin's Tango" for background music.*

*leans in the doorway watching her*

*Marie is crying into her embroidery. What she's embroidering is an interlocked N and M wearing a crown, but she cannot see through the tears and keeps making mistakes. Finally she lets out an scream of frustration and throws it to the floor*.

*Nicholas moves from the doorway and crosses the room to where she sits. He leans down and picks up the embroidery. He looks down at it in his hands and smiles.*

*he lays it aside and then kneels before her, taking her hands in his*

*Looks up startled at Nicholas, but then breaks out into a wide teary smile*.

So I am a whiney little bitch am I ? *laughs*

Yes, but I love you. *Leans over and kisses Nicholas on the top of the head*.

*Marie Ladies are with the castle serving women. They are pointing at Sir Nicholas and laughing while using their hands to show a 10 inch distance*.

I love you too *He kisses one of her hands he is holding. Then he releases her hand and lays his now free hand on her stomach.*

*Then he looks up at her and smiles* children?

Yes. Twin boys. Are you happy?

*How on earth could she know this?*

*It's RPG Anne, and my mom told me that you can tell. I don't know, lol*.

*No no one can tell and I got my head cut off for making foolish statements like that!*

(OOC: Well, it's RPG. Technically we're all dead, so shut up and go with the story!).

(OOC: *snorts* )

*Nicholas smiles* Very much so

We must be wed as soon as we can. I wudst not have people speaking ill of thee.

and you must promise me something?

What do you wish for me to promise?

*he looks and her intently and sternly* You must promise me to take very good care of yourself, I wilst not have you tireing thine self or becoming overly stressed.



And No more scotch for breakfast *laughs*

Fine I shall. I shall take good care of myself, but does that mean I can't go riding? *Raises eyebrow at the word "riding"*.

I see no reason whilst you still can not enjoy a good ride *winks*

*Nicholas chuckles and whispers back* I know my love, patience.

So, I will take good care of myself. I truly shall. But one last time, tango lessons?

*Nicholas smiles* one last I think shuld not hurt

*This time Marie orders her musicians to play a tango, and actually dances passionately*. My my, who taught you to dance?