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Re: A Visitor in a distant City
« Reply #15 on: 29 July, 2012, 07:14:52 PM »
Upon hearing Lady Charlotte's question about his role in Austria, David pondered a little and was about to answer when he saw Charlotte blush slightly. David had never seen anyone blush before, let alone a beauty like Charlotte - he felt his heart skip a beat - he was left was completely enchanted by the sight...

David finally blinked and broke off his (embarassing) trance when Charlotte talked about taking a rest in Flanders. He leant back onto the back of the seat and said Well I run errands for my king, whenever he needs something done i try my best to help - you can call me a butler i suppose. David laughs. He was the one who found me and gave me a home when I strolled down the Osterreich streets the day i gained or regained consciousness. But i became a little tired after doing a lot of work, and so i asked for a holiday after attending my friend's coronation - so i guess i am here for a rest too. I will be here for a day or two as well, hope I will not be intruding too audaciously on your time.
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Re: A Visitor in a distant City
« Reply #16 on: 29 July, 2012, 10:02:53 PM »
Charlotte listened, nodding slightly, unsure what she thought about his running errands. Was he just a errand boy, or was it as he said, a butler? Charlotte found it strange that he called himself a butler. She felt there was more to him than that, but said nothing.

Charlotte listened as David explained how he had been found, and she looked at him with interest. Come from nowhere, no memory of himself, his family, his history... To hear that he had worked hard made Charlotte think. He did not avoid work then. Was willing and able to help his King, she summised. It was for the Coronation, Charlotte thought as he went on, but his friend? Then he was not just a butler. He knew Kings? Hearing that David was there for a few days made Charlotte smile slightly, for some reason that knowledge not unwelcome. Charlotte could not work this man out. He had come from nowhere, literally, and he had ingratiated himself into her space, and despite that she had her lifelong teachings telling her to walk away, to ignore him, that he was beneath her. Yet something in her said different.

You know King Richard II personally? Charlotte asked outright, wondering. You have no recall at all of your past, or family? I... I am sorry for your loss, she said, stumbling a little over her words.
« Last Edit: 30 July, 2012, 03:08:30 AM by Charlotte Seymour »

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Re: A Visitor in a distant City
« Reply #17 on: 30 July, 2012, 07:06:37 AM »
Nah one cannot miss something that one does not even know of. David waved his hands dismissively before pausing briefly, deep in thought. Then he remembered to reply to Charlotte's question regarding his friendship with King Richard. Well the King is very friendly - I dont think I am of the status to call him a friend, but i am acquainted with him. We exchanged a few letters before, and I am truly glad that Scandanavia's future may be blessed by a regent of his grace and stature.

Looking at Charlotte's intent gaze, David was pleasantly surprised by how well this conversation has been going. Beneath the proud veneer of the aristocratic lady hides a sensitive and sweet personality and David smiled, glad to have the chance to know her better.

T'is late and I believe I should bid you goodnight. Yet my heart yearns to know whether you might want to visit the garden valley tomorrow after breakfast? David gazes hopefully at Charlotte, almost regretting his abrupt and rash words.
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Re: A Visitor in a distant City
« Reply #18 on: 31 July, 2012, 12:41:22 AM »
Charlotte nodded gently to David as he began to talk again, feeling sad for him. Her recent loss laid heavily on her shoulders, having had no time to mourn, busy ever since they had died. She could not imagine not having known her parents, and the fact she had always had them there for her, to turn to, advice her, to run to when she had been hurt or scared or upset... now she felt something was missing, and because of how she had been brought up had not allowed herself to get close to anyone, having no close friends.

Charlotte looks at David as he carried on speaking, listening to him, and letting him know she was by nodding slightly every so often, showing active listening.


I have corresponded with your King and yes I would have to say he is very friendly and pleasant, Charlotte said smiling softly. Hearing that it was late Charlotte looked surprised. Had time really passed already? She had not noticed time so engrossed had she been with their conversation. She blushed at this realisation.
She considered his question, unsure where he meant.


How would we get there... is it near?
she asked hoping it was not too far, thinknig she did not have stout shoes, that what she had was alright for a little walking, just not miles. Maybe we can have breakfast together... to discuss it more? she asked tentatively, looking at him closely, wondering if she was being wise.

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Re: A Visitor in a distant City
« Reply #19 on: 31 July, 2012, 08:43:01 AM »
David smiled and nodded, elated at the thought that Charlotte is willing to spend more time with him. Yes that will be great! David was shocked at how loud his reply was – it almost sounded like a roar - and felt a little embarrassed, Well, of course if you don’t mind, we can have breakfast together tomorrow morning and discuss about the garden valley. This time a little gentler.

Well the valley is really near – I ran there when you were having dinner. David winked. But I will ask Lars whether he can help us with the journey – maybe he will get us a carriage or two horses?

David looked out of the window and saw Lars chatting with someone elsemay be the prison officerhe thought to himself.

When David returned his glance to Charlotte, he caught her staring blankly at the burning fire. The flames hurled an orange glow to Charlotte’s face that made her look absolutely beautiful (his heart skipped a few beats here) – and there was a queer frown over her face that made his heart ache… the sudden urge to hug Charlotte or just to hold her hand returned…

David blinked and sought to control himself. He shook his head a little.
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Re: A Visitor in a distant City
« Reply #20 on: 31 July, 2012, 09:41:09 AM »
Charlotte nodded, thinking it would give her a chance to get out of the walk if she felt unsure in the morning. She looked at David wondering why, confused that she did feel at ease with his company. Maybe it was tiredness Charlotte thought. Hearing how he had run to the valley as she ate Charlotte realised how near it must be and blushed at the inference.

Don't bother Lars,
she said quietly. If as you say its near I will walk. I am sure I could do with the fresh air and exercise.

Charlotte heard a sound and glanced round to see the barmaid tidying, wiping the bar and watching her Charlotte realised how late it was.

If you will excuse me I am tired,
Charlotte said beginning to stand.

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Re: A Visitor in a distant City
« Reply #21 on: 31 July, 2012, 09:59:19 AM »
Just as Charlotte began to stand, David stood up and held out his hand, offering to help return Charlotte's wine glass to the barmaid. She handed the glass over with a smile.

David bowed. Goodnight Lady Charlotte, I hope to see you tomorrow morning. And very well let us have a good walk to the valley.
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Re: A Visitor in a distant City
« Reply #22 on: 31 July, 2012, 09:45:04 PM »
Lady Charlotte accepted the hand and stood carefully. Releasing the hold she inclined her head slightly in thanks.

Till the morning, was all Charlotte said, before turning and heading towards the stairs and her room, pausing as the barmaid spoke to tell her which room she had. As she walked she heard his feet and blushed, realising he of course had a room too.

Reaching her room Charlotte entered, looking round and finding she had a fair sized room, though not as large as she was used to. It looked comfortable and clean and that satisfied Charlotte. Hearing a sound she turned to find the maid exiting a side room, curtseying low to Charlotte. Charlotte quietly asked if her maid had laid out her things ready, and before too long she was changing, the maid releasing Charlotte's hair from the clips that held it in place at the back of her head, and it was with a smile Charlotte felt her hair drop to hang down her back.

That night Charlotte slept a strange sleep, disturbed by dreams and it was early morning when she woke, the sun just beginning to dawn. Waking with a start Charlotte sat, flushed and disorientated. Looking around the room Charlotte sighed. She did not want to sleep.Yet she was tired, the sleep not enough. She listened for sounds and heard nothing, knowing her maid slept in the side room which doubled as a walk in wardrobe. Quietly Charlotte moved her legs to the edge of her bed, and folding back the covers slipped from the bed, grabbing her dressing gown and wrapping it round herself, a chill in the air. Careful of her footing, the room in shadows, Charlotte walked to the window, and looking out saw the sky lightening in the distance, the sun rising, an orange tinge to the horizon beginning to glow. Pulling the chair that was near Charlotte sat to watch the day dawn.

A couple of hours later, sounds from below becoming regular as food was prepared in the kitchen, the table set in the dining room, and the fires lit in the public rooms ready for use. The dawn had changed to day as Charlotte sat and watched and now the sky was bright, gentle clouds floating above the world slowly, a slight breeze in the air. Dressed, her hair bound and clipped to the back of her head, Charlotte left her room, her maid following, and her feet light she descended the stairs, greeted at the bottom by the barmaid.


Good morning Ma'am. I hope you slept well,
the barmaid said as pushed open the door of the dining room to reveal the table already set, a fire burning in the hearth, and the sun shining through the windows at the far side. Breakfast will be about ten minutes.

Thank you, I slept... Charlotte responded, entering the dining room and looking around, the room looking very different than the night before. Now bathed in light she was able to admire the room, realising she had not noticed the wooden panelling, the coat of arms about the fireplace, or the sketches that hung on the walls in places. Glancing round at her maid Charlotte waved her off. I can manage, Mary. Go take care of your own food.

Charlotte walked to the table and pulling out a chair sat, her maid following the barmaid who beckoned her. Charlotte wondered if David Von Hapsburg would be awake yet, a blush rising in her cheeks as she considered that. She was still unsure after yester eve. Spending so much time with a man she had no idea of what his background was, and alone... she had felt no threat from him. His company had been surprisingly pleasant.

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Re: A Visitor in a distant City
« Reply #23 on: 01 August, 2012, 06:38:36 AM »
David was sitting on a bench outside the tavern, chatting away with Lars when he heard the gentle voice of Charlotte from the dining room – he left the tavern’s front door open so that he could hear her when she came down from her room. Bidding goodbye to Lars, David stood up and started walking into the tavern to say good morning to Charlotte.

David was up really early, not just because he is used to doing so (accustomed to hard working lifestyle in Austria), but because he was excited about breakfast with Charlotte. She was really enchanting yesterday and David couldn’t get her out of his mind. He had a hard time falling asleep as he was thinking about all the questions he had for Charlotte – what was her family and her childhood like, her studies, her dreams, her favorite colour (most likely red!), her favorite food, what books she likes to read…

He woke up early, dressed himself up and quickly went downstairs to wait for breakfast. Once again Charlotte occupied his mind – until Lars appeared to tell him stories that distracted David for a moment.

David’s heart missed a beat when he entered the dining hall. Charlotte’s back was facing the door –
typical of her! David thought – and her hair was bound up.  She sat with poise and with an air of arrogance that mocked everyone else as inferiors. Her slim face was tilted slightly and David wondered what expression coloured her face at that moment. Time seemed to have stopped.

For who knows how long, David stood there by the door dazed. His reverie was finally broken when the barmaid brought breakfast to the table. Paying no attention to the food she was holding, David gave the barmaid a smile and a nod, and quickly made his way to the table.

As he pulled the chair he said a hearty good morning to Charlotte and beamed. I hope you had a good sleep! Ready for the walk?
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Re: A Visitor in a distant City
« Reply #24 on: 01 August, 2012, 08:44:44 AM »
Lady Charlotte thanked the barmaid as she brought in the breakfast, turning her head to David as he appeared with no warning, all cheerful and bright eyed. She sighed in exasperation. She needed to wake up properl;y. He had her at a disadvantage, and this she did not like.

Morning, Charlotte said quietly, looking across at him. Sleep was elusive... but when I have had a cup of tea and some food I will be ready for the walk.

Charlotte looked at the food for a moment and then reached out to take some toast from the plate, reaching for the butter. As the barmaid re-entered, this time with a pot of tea, Charlotte smiled. Thanking the barmaid she told her she would like a cup, then turned to look at David again.


You were up early then, she said thinking of the most beautiful dawn she had watched that morning. Her maid's shocked face when she had woken and come in to her mistress to wake her. Charlotte smiled to herself at the thought.

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Re: A Visitor in a distant City
« Reply #25 on: 01 August, 2012, 08:51:40 AM »
Yeah I was up early, was chatting with Lars just now. David saw that Charlotte was smiling and was curious why. A penny for your thoughts? He said as he reached for the toast and butter. David gestures to the barmaid for a cup of tea too, smiling.

Breakfast looked very good. Normally David didnt have much time for breakfast and it was usually two pieces of plain cold bread. Old Marty the guard at the Austrian castle used to say "Busy people have no time for breakfast." This was perhaps the best breakfast that David had ever had (at least in his limited memory).

Well I didnt have much of a sleep too, but the morning here is really beautiful isnt it? I think we will have a great time. David smiled, thinking about how beautiful the garden valley will look with Charlotte in the picture.

The barmaid served tea and David watched (with a smile) as Charlotte sipped her tea.
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Re: A Visitor in a distant City
« Reply #26 on: 01 August, 2012, 09:19:34 AM »
Charlotte blushed as he asked after her thoughts. It was bad enough that he confused her, made her forget that she did not socialise often, and most certainly not with just anybody.

I... I, Charlotte began, losing the ability to speak, thinking of how she had sat by the window looking out, watching the sun rise, her thoughts on the previous evening, the strange man who had invaded her space and now invaded her mind. Taking her tea she took a sip to buy her time to steady her pulse, unsure why she was so mixed up. Placing her tea down again she looked steadily at David to speak.

I woke very early... watched the sun rise,
Charlotte said quietly. It was beautiful, though I don't usually waken so early. Charlotte chuckled thinking of her maid's face.

Charlotte ate a piece of toast, drank her tea and sat quietly, her mind in a whirl again. Why was she at ease with this man, she asked herself glancing at him as she sipped her tea. He was lacking in courtly manners and was a nobody, and yet...

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Re: A Visitor in a distant City
« Reply #27 on: 01 August, 2012, 12:28:07 PM »
David's eyes widened when he heard Charlotte saying that she woke up early to watch the sun rise. It will be really romantic if we watch the sun rise together! David caught himself being cheeky again and stopped before suggesting that they watch the sun rise together tomorrow morning.

He quickly changed the topic. Weather this morning looks good doesn't it?

David took two pieces of toast and ate quietly, taking his eyes off the bread crumbs on the table and the simmering tea only occasionally, to steal glances of Charlotte. Her manner was graceful and though they were silent David felt very comfortable. The silent companionship had a calming effect on him - and he found himself enjoying the breakfast.

As he took his last gulp of tea from the cup, he found himself fearing the end of the "one or two day" that Charlotte is going to spend here in Flanders. Am I ever going to meet her again? David shook his head a little, vowing that he will treasure what remaining time he had with her.

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Re: A Visitor in a distant City
« Reply #28 on: 01 August, 2012, 12:51:39 PM »
Charlotte ate quietly, feeling nervous. She avoided looking across at David, through curious and wondering what he might be thinking. Unable to eat, nervous butterflies fluttering in her stomach making food impossible to enjoy. Finally she gave up. Only having eaten half a slice of toast she turned her attention to her tea, holding her cup in her right hand, her left brushing a lose strand of hair from her eyes that had escaped. Lifting her eyes Charlotte looked at David.

When I have finished my tea I'll be ready for that walk... clear my head, [/b] she said, a slight flush colouring her cheek.

Charlotte sipped her tea and when finished set it back down, looking to David, waiting for him
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Re: A Visitor in a distant City
« Reply #29 on: 01 August, 2012, 01:08:30 PM »
When Charlotte brushed that lucky strand of hair, she plucked at David's heart string - and the sight stole a heart beat. David was left dazed until Charlotte teacup touched the table. David jolted a little and (partly to conceal the shock) completed the motion by standing up and offering to pull Charlotte's chair.

If you are ready, we may begin our journey, Lady Charlotte. I believe the weather is going to be just fine.

Together they walked out of the tavern and into the bright morning. Under the generous sun, Brugge's stone buildings shone white with pride, and song birds filled the air with summer music. Cheered by the sight of a beautiful morning, David was tempted to hold Charlotte's hand, but controlled himself, thinking that it may not be appropriate (yet).