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The Lady in Waiting (Lady Bloody Ava & Greeneyed23)

Rose cried out in surprise as she was hoisted in her husband's arms before she began to break out into laughter.

To tell him that she could walk would be a was of time, because he would do what he saw fit to treat her like a queen.

Rose watched her fuzzy daughter in adoration as she lept from her lap and helped herself to the tub of water. As she was set upon her feet she soon felt the zipper of her dress being undone.

"Alright, my love." She whispered with a smile before he saw himself off.

"Okay, princess, move over and make room for your sister and I." It felt amazing and she had fun with her daughter curious as to what Rallon was going to do with the girls. The very images made her laugh.

Once both ladies were thoroughly clean and Cynthia shook herself dry, despite her mother's protests and laughter, Rose dawned a very flattering teal gown and a matching ribbon around the neck of her canine daughter.

She headed to the dining hall and sat herself in a chair with a soft hand resting over her womb where a certain young one was being very active. "We're going to have so much fun at the ball Cynthia, and yes, that includes you."
 
Cynthia sat very still to receive her ribbon, then followed her mother happily.

Down in the dining hall Cynthia got really excited and began to dance about the room, chasing a fly, bouncing about. Finally she caught it and bowed to her mother, her rump in the air, her tail dancing back and forth. She barked at Rose, clearly wanting to play, and was so focused on her mother that she jumped when Rallon entered the room.

She barked and leapt to face him but her paws slid free and she fell onto her side. She growled at her father and stood with great dignity and marched over to her mother sitting beside her.

Rallon smirked and came to sit beside his bride, coaxing Cynthia to lay her head on his lap and get an ear rub.

"Your sisters decided they wanted to make changes to the entertainment. I convinced them to shut up and go get ready. When is the ball again? This needs to be over."
 
Rose applauded her daughter for the accomplishment of catching the fly in such a lady-like manner and laughed at her little misstep when her father walked in the room.

A reassuring pet upon the head was gifted to Cynthia when she returned to her mother's side until she was coaxed over to Rallon.

A content smile sat upon her pink lips as he explained to her what the girls wanted. "The ball is in two days, Rallon and our littlest one seems to grow more excited by the day."

There was a slight worry, as the time for the ball slowly approached, that their little one would make an early appearance, but plenty of time as passed and the worry was no where to be found.

After breakfast, Rose busied herself with setting up the nursery, trying on her ball gown for the ball. It still fit perfectly and the ladies were discussing what would best be done with her hair and Rose was indecisive.

After getting back in her day time clothes and snacking for the third time that day on a handful of fruit, she triple checked that all of the arrangements made were going to go off without a hitch when the time came.

The lady from the village that offered her services to make the delicious pies that Rose loved so much, surprised her with a warm apple pie that had Rose smiling about. Rose did take a small nap with Cynthia at her side after a slice of the pie, and when she awokeshe grew curious.

"I wonder what your father is up to." She spoke to Cynthia as she slipped out of bed and began to wander the hall towards places where he might be.
 
Rallon was not home however. He also was not at the castle, which for now was being ignored.

Instead he was greeting some very important, but officially unwelcome guests in the best way they could be.

A pregnant Marian and Robin sat, in disguise, watching the wrestling platform, as a shirtless Rallon and a shirtless Little John, the latter looking like a human bear, grappled with each other.

The merry men had shown up while the Grangers were having breakfast, and wasted no time in joining in the festivities with a will.

Rallon had been called to officiate some of the finest shooting and swordplay anyone had seen and had instantly recognized Robin, his lover, and of course his merry band of outlaws.

Of course he had taunted Little John who had been boasting of his own deeds, and the large man had happily accepted the challenge. then.

Now anyone could see that John was regretting his decision. He was taller and larger than Rallon, but Rallon clearly had the advantage in strength and training as he was slowly crushing John, though he tried with all his might to bring the Lord down.

The people of York were of course betting heavily on their Lord, and all other activities were being forgotten to watch him trounce the loud mouthed southerner.

The men from Nottingham tried to urge John on, teasing and calling out encouragement and advice, even Marian called out her doubts that John should fall to a pathetic nobleman, but John could do nothing.

Straining with all his might he could not break the hold, nor could he hurt Rallon enough to throw him off. Finally he raised his legs and tried to lay across Rallon, to crush him with his weight. Rallon laughed and released his hold, but caught John's ankle and wrist as he slid down, then hurled him off the platform to land at Robin's feet while the crowd cheered wildly.

It was only then that someone informed one of the band that Lord Granger frequently hauled lumber and stone for his new castle, including pieces that four or more man couldn't life or move, by himself.

Once again the outlaws were astonished at Rallon, but he merely shrugged off their wonder and asked for another challenge, even offering a hundred golden crowns, and an invitation to the ball, including a dance with his own wife if she was willing, if anyone could throw him from the ring.

Dozens tried, especially those of York as every man, even those already wed, loved Lady Rose, and a chance to dance with her was not to be taken lightly. But even en masse they could not move the Lord of York. he flowed through and around them like water, though his blows struck like hammers, and they fell from the ring in droves.

Finally he altered the offer. "If anyone can make me laugh they shall be my guests at the ball. And i will ask Lady Rose if she is willing to dance with them."

One woman cried out. "And what if we wish to dance with the Lord of York instead?!" Rallon smiled, but carefully did not laugh. "Then you would also have to ask Lady Rose. My dances are sworn to her, and only she has the right to give them to anyone else."

Everyone laughed as Rallon left the platform and sat beside Robin and the games were on. jesters told jokes, acrobatics did astonishing feats, painted people did silly tricks, magicians performed fantastic magics, and children even stood and told funny stories. Rallon laughed frequently, enjoying himself quite a bit. he could not officially invite his people, but he had made it clear his home was open to them, and as his guests all were welcome.

Robin commented on this and Rallon shrugged. "Why should I deny them? they have done just as much for the new growth and prosperity of York as I and Rose have. They are building my castle. It would be churlish and rude to tell them they are not welcome. Of course their parties out here will not cease as I cannot have them all in my home at once. So i plan on hosting them as long as they wish, then likely joining them when the entertainment out here is more impressive than that inside. That's why the main stages are so near my home. i want a circle of enjoyment. The ball is for the nobles."

He sniffed. "The only nobles I truly enjoy are my bride, Lady Marian, and of course Her Majesty the Queen. The rest are too determined to hold power. Besides this celebration is for my daughter. Everyone loves Cynthia because I share her with them all, and I plan to do the same with the new one as well."

Marian laughed. "You are so certain it is to be a girl. What of your heir?"

Rallon arched an eyebrow. "She is my heir."

This startled even Marian and Robin but Rallon was distracted when John took the stage throwing pies at Friar Tuck. It soon descended into a food fight that Rallon took great delight in joining, and this news reached Rose quickly, as well as that of Marian's presence.

Fisher, on Rallon's orders, escorted Rose to the pavilion where her husband was leading in the clean up, though in an unexpected way. The merry men and the others were trying to use brooms and other tools. Rallon had gone to the pig pens, and unleashed the swine. the porkers grunted and growled but lapped up the fallen food with a will. The people cheered as they could literally see the pigs growing fatter and all the sweeter for the feasts the night of the ball.
 
Rose had just heard from one of the ladies that she saw the Lord of York headed into town and Rose only smiled and laughed. "Good." Those that were paid to tend to their home came to and fro from the festivities and she over heard a few young mean admiring Lady Marian.

Rose couldn't have been more excited and she could swear that her husband could sense it as Fisher had arrived at the perfect time to take her to join in the fun.

On the way there Rose teased Fisher about how he was soon to be a daddy. Threatening to tell him or her all the embarrassing things their father did, but reassured him that he would bean amazing father, just as his wife would be an amazing mother.

While Rose smiled at her husband and many smiled at the sight of their very pregnant Lady of York, Rose quickly made her way to Marian and gave her a firm hug.

"Oh Marian, look at you!" Whether anyone else knew or not, Rose had some spot on instincts and the glow about the woman was undeniable.

"Well look at you!" Marian retorted, I'm surprised that Rallon doesn't have a delivery maid to follow you around."

She was swarmed by other doting women and complimented left and right. Some men asked her to dance and the oddly timed request made her laugh, even moreso when someone explained.
 
Robin laughed at Rose's suggestion. "She isn't as far along as you though. nor as ready to pop."

Rallon chased the swine out of the area back to their pens, aided by Cynthia of course, then he swooped down on his bride. "apologies gentlemen but the lady's first dance is with me."

A rather wild folk song began as he swept Rose into the matching dance, calling out the bawdy words just as loud and proud as everyone else. It was local ditty that had all the people of York cheering and screaming the words, but leaving the southerners completely confused.

Rallon stepped high and swung Rose at seeming insane angles, but his grip was unbreakable.

He gave her twirl, then spun her bodily over his hip and dipped her, delivering a passion filled kiss as the people cheered and laughed. A horn blew and he sighed as he stood. "My love I believe it is time for lunch. Would you do me the honor of walking home with me?" He offered his arm most politely.

Cynthia slithered from under her mother's skirts and barked around a letter addressed to Rose. The Royal Crest was on the surface, and her Majesty's Seal on both sides. Cynthia barked again, very excited to see the Queen again.
 
Rose rolled her eyes at her husband's obvious notes and laughed as she watched her two loved ones round up the swine. As yet another gentleman asked for her hand to dance, in came Rallon. The man always made her laugh and smile.

"Naturally." She replied to his statement. Rallon was always her first dance and she would have it no other way.

Rose moved with Rallon like a finely tuned instrument and was clearly enjoying herself thoroughly. After the cheers there were some mixed 'ahhs' and whistles as their affection for one another was put on display with a passionate kiss.

"Great minds think alike, my love. Of course." Just as she was about to head off her eldest daughter delivered a letter from Her Majesty.

Rose opened it up with a chuckle as she found Cynthia's enthusiasm adorable. "Hold on. Hold on. Let me open it before you get too excited."

"Her Majesty will be arriving tomorrow morning.... with Prince John. She desires to stay a few days to admire our home and its people." As she read on she laughed. "Apparently she wants a little time away from home. Well... no better place than York." Cynthia was running around in happy circles and Rose took her husband's arm, ready to head off.

"I wouldn't change a thing. She will thoroughly enjoy herself. I know it. Now... Prince John on the other hand, I've no idea, then again... nor do I really care for the man. Is that wrong?"
 
Cyntia expressed her own feelings on John. She was hacking and coughing rather loudly.

Rallon nudged her. "Alright alright. The show is enough. I'll keep you away from him."

Cynthia huffed, then went after Marian and Robin dragging them along, even knocking Robin down when he tried to wrestle with her, standing on his chest, wiping her feet, then taking the hand of the giggling Marian.

Rallon kissed Rose's ear. "She gets that from you."

Robin stood shakily and called after his friend. "What did i do?!"

"You attempted to besmirch the dignity of Lady Cynthia!" The people screamed and laughed. Robin fell into line, following the rather pompous wolf, while Rallon chuckled and kissed Rose's hand. "And she wants puppies."

Marian heard this and rushed forward. "She does...You do?!"

Cynthia huffed as if she had been affronted.

Rallon rolled his eyes. "She says she is ready now. But she hasn't found a proper mate."

Marian's eyes glowed. "When she does I would be happy to buy one if you wish. A dog so wonderful would be a great companion for me and the baby."

Rallon arched an eyebrow and looked at Cynthia who sniffed then nodded. He shrugged. "If we find the proper mate then Cynthia will choose the right pup for you and the baby."

Robin had caught up now. "And me?"

Cynthia raised her tail at him ignoring the question. Rallon carefully stifled a laugh and a smile. "It would seem the Lady Cynthia is not pleased with your attitude at this time. Perhaps when you have apologized properly?"

Robin blinked. "Apologize to a wolf?"

"Well she is actually a husky from Siberia. Proud race. Fine animals. Quick, clever, and exceptional companions."

Cynthia almost glowed with pride from her father's praise.

"And of course Cynthia is the very best of the lot." The dog barked in delight at the flattery. Rallon smiled at her proudly.

They had just reached the house at this point and Marian paused, feeling a touch of something in her belly. "Lord Granger you seem as proud of Cynthia as you are of your own daughter to be."

He shrugged. "I am. Cynthia is a wonderful daughter. Could not ask for better. She will be a fantastic sister. Though i do worry about her stealing the baby when she thinks we mistreated her." Cynthia nodded, implying she felt this would be only proper.

Rallon laughed and patted his thigh. "Come here furball." She naturally obeyed instantly, though she eyed Robin as he took Marian's arm. "Go get your aunts. They are all expected to attend lunch. But no biting. They are in their dresses."

She huffed, then rose up on her back legs, kissed her father, then leaned over and kissed Rose then she was off to fetch the girls.

Robin shook his head. "How did you train her?"

Rallon shrugged. "I didn't. She is just that intelligent."

Marian nodded. "Hence why it is so difficult to find her the correct mate."

Rallon nodded. "Absolutely. She is like Rose. Far too intelligent for a normal man. Though in Rose's case she chose to marry beneath herself." He delivered a loving kiss to the lady in question.

Marian huffed, sounding a lot like Cynthia. "Rallon you should not demean yourself so."

Rallon smiled. "Dear lady i do not. But I firmly believe that no one is truly worthy of my Rose. I am merely blessed that she chose me. It is why I lavish so much affection on her." He kissed her again and lead her to the dining table, where Tia was already sitting, and crying.

This took all attention off the blushing Robin who felt he had not done enough for his own lover.

Rallon helped Rose sit, then sat beside Tia taking her hand. "Tia what's wrong?"

The woman shook her head wiping her eyes. "Nothing my Lord." She knew better than to try to hide anything from either Rose or Rallon. "Fisher brought me a bouquet of flowers, including some from my homeland. They were so beautiful."

Fisher entered at that moment with a large pitcher of water. He hesitated for a moment then went to his bride pouring her a cup, then bowing to his Lord and lady.

Rallon smiled and moved so the man could sit beside Tia. he patted the man's shoulder. "Remember pregnancy makes the emotions run high." Fisher blinked then smiled and nodded, sitting down, then flinching as Tia flung her arms about him and kissed him feverishly.

Rallon laughed. "Well no offense ladies but i am not sure we should have so many pregnant women together. You might drown us with kisses."

He took his place beside Rose, refusing to sit at the head of the table almost at all these days. Marian gingerly sat beside him, and Robin next to her. They were just settling when the doors flung open and the girls rushed in, chased by a very irritated Cynthia. Rallon winced. "Oh dear."

Thea was sobbing and she ran right for her brother, leaping into his arms. Rallon blinked holding her close, then looked at the girls who cowered behind Fisher while Cynthia growled at them.

"Cynthia." She silenced immediately. "What happened?"

Thea raised her head. "It really was an accident....until they tried to fix it." her hair and dress were in ruins, and her face, which had been intended to be very lightly touched with makeup at her request was coated with layers of the stuff.

Rallon's eyes narrowed as he looked at his sisters. "What happened?"

Amelia stepped forward, looking quite elegant in her lovely gown, but very childlike with the fear in her eyes. "My lord-" Everyone tensed as they knew something very bad had happened if she wouldn't call him his name or brother.

"My Lord... Thea fell into the fountain. We... tried to fix the damage and... well we all had different ideas. And then...we fell to arguing..."

Thea yelled. "And they ruined my hair and my dress Rose got me and put all this yucky makeup on me! Then they started fighting!"

Cynthia barked. Rallon nodded his eyes going to suspicious marks of violence among the girls. They all cowered even closer together.

He looked down at Thea who was sobbing into his shirt. "it's alright little one. Were you hurt?"

She shook her head.

"And the rest of you?"

They slowly shook their heads.

"Very well. You will go clean up the mess you made. After you have apologized to Rose for disturbing the peace of her home. Thea for upsetting her and ruining her dress. Cynthia for forcing your to behave. And our guests for embarrassing them." The girls curtsied and obeyed, though they apologized to Robin and Marian first, then Cynthia, then Rose. By that time Thea was ready to face them as Rallon had wiped away the makeup and and finger combed out the worst of the mess of her lovely hair. Still sniffling she hugged and kissed her sisters, then forgave them.

They then trooped out. Cynthia looked at her father but he shook his head. "No thank you my love. they will obey. Come eat."

She marched over and slithered under her mother's chair to set to her meal while Rallon had a servant fetch a brush and set to fixing Thea's hair, while singing a silly little song to the girl, making her giggle, even more so when the song continued despite food she had shoved in his mouth.

Marian took great pleasure in discussing the child's dress, and marveled at Rallon's skill with her hair. Fisher laughed. "Forgive me My Lady but Lord Granger has ten sisters, Lady Rose, and long hair himself. is it truly so surprising he can prepare hair?"

Rallon just smiled. He finally had it all brushed out and shining. "Now Thea my love wld you like? A braid like Rose's? Or perhaps something like Tia's? Or Marian's?" Tia had allowed herself to be helped and wore her hair in an elaborate six strand braided net of hair that crowned her head beautifully, while Marian had her long hair brushed back and trapped in ribbons and netting, making the simple hairstyle elegant and regal.

Thea bit her lip. "Could i have a braid like Tia and Rose's but also the netting stuff?"

Rallon laughed. "Of course my dear." And he set to work. A servant brought the proper items to set the hair. Rallon let the girl feed him as he worked, making sure she ate as well. The girls returned while he was still working, and like the others watched him entranced. He ignored all this as he first created a network of braids over the child's head, then tied them off into a single long braid as Rose tended toward, then he netted the entire single braid, while working ribbons into the braided net. The effect was startling and Marian gasped.

"My dear you look lovely!"

Thea blushed then giggled hugging her brother. She patted her leg. "Alright you. Go with Magda and put on your new dress." She kissed his cheek, then Rose, hopped down and kissed Cynthia, then scurried off to get dressed.

Rallon waited until she was gone then wiped his lap clear of her hair. "Only real problem with women. You shed."

He grinned as the girls rolled their eyes. Cynthia barked. Rallon poked her nose. "And you're the worst of the lot. Even your mother doesn't shed like you." She just licked his finger.

Marian laughed. "Rallon can you teach me how to do that?"

He shrugged. "Certainly. We can likely even use Thea again after the ball. And of course we have the other nine brats." he winked at his sisters.

Robin snickered. "Seems rather unmanly to me Lord Granger."

Rallon coolly replied. "Spending time with one's family and learning how to aid one's wife rather than ignoring her?"

Robin's eyes narrowed. "I do not ignore Marian!"

"Who said you did?"

Robin's jaw caught and he clearly heard Cynthia snicker and the girls giggle. Marian laughed and patted his arm. "you are most attentive my love. But perhaps you would better not to duel with Rallon? In his home."

Fisher grinned. "Or ever." He ignored the glare Robin shot at him.

Rallon meanwhile was filling Rose's glass and asking her about some point of a dance that was planned for the ball he had never done in public. He indicated the movement with his fingers playing himself and Rose. "Now I go here? And move my hands here? Or is it the other way?" Amelia and the girls laughed quietly. Rallon had drilled himself until he knew each dance by heart and could dance both sides perfectly, but he always worried about missing some detail and embarrassing Rose.

Rose they all knew was fully prepared. The Lady of York was never caught unaware.
 
Tia

Rose sat with a casual smile as her beloved Cynthia was praised. Cynthia would make a fine mother, but naturally even Rose wouldn't accept nothing, but the best mate for her daughter. Cynthia did have Rose's taste, so there was no need to worry about it.

The idea of puppies made her super excited. Her family would be growing all the more.

Rose rolled her eyes and smiled as she silently dismissed her husband as he demeaned himself. "Marian, it is who he is. No matter how much I tell him that he is the moon to my stars, the sun to my sky he always begs to differ."

Robin's little discussion about their daughter mad her laugh. "Robin, will you never learn?" She teased.

Rose wore an instant look of concern on her face when she heard her dear friend crying and, for an instant, she was ready the kill the source, but upon hearing why, Rose smiled and laughed softly out of relief before taking her seat.

Fisher was like an older brother since he was assigned as her charge. He could be seen as a stern and fearsome man, but Rose always knew his sweet and soft side. Rose caressed at her husband's leg when the girls stormed in.

The air was so riddled with guilt that it was almost laughable. "I forgive you girls." She then turned her attention to Thea as she took a napkin to the girl's tears and pressed a kiss to her forehead as Rallon tended to Thea's hair.

His skills were no surprise to her. Honestly, she was nothing shy of proud to have a man with such compassion, intellect, and talent. The Lady of York aided he husband when he asked about the dance and maneuvered his hands as they would themselves. "You have it. Perfect."

When the slices of pie that Rose had request were brought out for dessert, she nearly died and went to heaven. Her smile rivaled that of the day Rallon returned home. "I love that woman... and her pies. By the way... Robin, you will be an amazing father and Marian loves you unconditionally, and that's all that matters."

Rose was lost for the remainder of time that the pie remained in front of her as she savored every single bite. Once finished she flagged down the nearest servant with a smile. "Two things, please thank Mrs. Moore for the pies, and secondly, Her Majesty and Prince John will be arriving tomorrow morning, so if you could just inform the kitchen and the others just as a heads up, that would be all."

"Yes, My Lady." The young lady smiled as she did off to do as was requested of her.

"I'll prepare the rooms myself, but I want everyone to be aware that Prince John with be within these walls. I'll be damned if the peace of my home is disturbed in any matter, but with Her Majesty here, I doubt that he would put a toe out of line." Her calm tone of voice could be fearful as it was certainly out of her nature.

"Do you have anymore plans for the remainder of the day Rallon Granger? I know you did not just invite them to send them packing today and surely..." Her warm gaze turned to Robin almost as though she were daring him to question her, "... you, Robin, do not plan on taking Marian away from me so soon. We have plenty of rooms, after all."
 
Rallon smirked. "I made sure we had rooms ready, Well away from John's and Her Majesty's...but the girls got those ready my love. They wanted to help before all the mess tonight."

He reached up and gently cupped her cheek. "I do apologize my love." He leaned in and kissed her. "Besides-"

Tia yelped and Rallon actually jumped and turned to the woman who was clenching Fisher's hand so hard the man was cringing trying to pretend it didn't hurt. Slowly the pain faded and she relaxed panting. "Milady forgive me but I think what Lord Rallon is trying to say is that perhaps it is not the time to strain yourself."

Rallon smiled nodding. "You alright Tia?"

She nodded still panting. "Fisher?" The knight sniffed but nodded rubbing his hand. Tia drew it up and kissed it. "My apologies my love."

Rallon gestured to the garden. "If the ladies would like I borrowed two of the best bards as entertainment. Robin and I can go discuss some things then we will join you. Does this please my Lady?" he let his fingers run along her neck smiling.
 
Rose should have known better. Her husband had everything planned out and it made things so much easier on her. His touch was always welcomed and his apologies were almost always unnecessary in her eyes, but it made her smile.

His kiss calmed her greatly and she bit back a little laugh at the sight of Fisher's love and willingness to take the unintended abuse from his dear pregnant wife. It was amazing to know that there was love that rivaled that of Rallon and herself, and to see it from a different point of view was a marvel.

Oh her husband knew all of her buttons and if he kept up the caress on her neck there would be a repeat of yesterday, should he not be careful. The thought made her laugh. "Yes, my love, it does. Don't take too long." She requested after a parting kiss to his lips before walking arm in arm with Marian to her garden.

"Oh I'm so excited for you, Marian. Play dates galore with THREE beautiful little children. Unless... someone decides to have twins." It was a jest, but a possibility. "More little ones to love."

The garden was all set up gorgeously, and while they did just eat there was a tray of grapes to snack upon and a some warm soothing tea. Plush seating was set up and the bards welcomed them with a smile. Rose smiled at Tia and held her hand for a moment to silently make sure that she was enjoying herself.
 
Tia and Marian smiled at their friend and settled into the chairs to enjoy the music, while Cynthia lay along her mother's hip her jaw on Rose's knee, her eyes on the bards. Both men carefully stayed at least ten feet away from the ladies, having been instructed to do so, but also too afraid of the wolf to even dare disobeying, her cold blue eyes making it clear they lived now only by her will. Tia giggled seeing this and whispered to Rose. "It would seem your daughter has heard the rumors about bards and noblewomen.

Fisher joined Rallon when the man gave a short gesture to his captain. The discussion was first and foremost how to keep Marian and Robin out of John's sight, though Rallon had already come up with a plan for that. Fisher and Tia were going to supply robin and Marian clothing exactly matching theirs, and then they were going to even style their hair the same. Fisher and Robin were close enough in height and build they could easily be mistaken in a mass of people, and though Tia was dark where Marian was fair in the right dress and hair done the same, the differences would mix until they both vanished amongst the crowd.

In addition to that Rallon had, knowing it wouldn't please his wife and promising to apologize most profusely, he had hired twelve of the most beautiful and skilled courtesans in York with directions to target and distract John at all times, but at no time were they were to leave him alone, and far more importantly go to bed with him. Rallon's cousins were carefully to be kept as far from him as possible, though they were currently on visits to their fiancee's families, who were also to attend the ball, returning the ladies to Rallon's care before dutifully requesting the full alliance and permission of the marriages.

Rallon bit his lip."You think Rose will be too upset about the courtesans?"

Fisher laughed. "it is not as if you hired them for yourself My Lord. And you didn't even meet them personally. Lady Rose will understand. She may not like having them in her home though."

Rallon gulped nodding studying the wall. Robin nudged Fisher seeing this. "What is she going to do? Has she ever truly been mad at you? And right now she's too pregnant to do more than breathe heavily at you."

Fisher rolled his eyes. "Lady Rose will understand My lord. She may not appreciate their presence but she won't blame you. And she certainly be grateful that no one will be harmed, and that the Prince is kept away from her, the girls, your cousins, and well....anyone else. And she would never harm you."

Rallon grinned. "It's not her harming me I worry about my friend. I just hate seeing her upset. Bad for her health, bad for the baby, and it breaks my heart."

Robin laughed. "Very soft my friend."

Rallon shrugged and gestured at the garden. "Do Marian's troubles not pierce your soul?" Robin blinked at the question then nodded. "forgive me my friend.... that was cruel."

Rallon waved it away. "No. You simply haven't been without your lady for a long period. You wish to know suffering try that. Every day more certain she is hurt, dying, or something far worse. For ten years. You learn to see everything from her point of view. I know you had a touch of it, but you didn't get to see it from her point of view when she was told you were dead, dying, captured, tortured and so much more."

Robin nodded. "I do remember the wars over there my friend."

Rallon smiled. "I know Robin of Locksley. But You were not engaged to the woman in question for the whole time. Marian wanted you dead when we left if I recall. Something about stealing her prize horse?"

Robin grinned. "Yes. Thats true."

"Poor Rose was meant to be mine for decades. And i had to leave her here. to deal with everything, including the murder of my parents and the rape of my sisters, and who knows how many tales of my death or worse."

Fisher spoke now. "You were reported dead a full twenty two times my Lord. Captured fifty six. being tortured more than a hundred times. And you were supposedly married off in alliance two hundred and seventeen times."

Rallon blinked. "How do you remember all of that?"

Fisher smiled. "Lady Rose has always been a kind and loving Lady and It has always been easy to love her like my own family. But though I had to deliver the messages, even the ones I was certain were lies, and knew would hurt her, I had to perform my duty. Do excuse me My Lord but I was one of the few people she had to rely on while you were away. I know precisely what you are saying."

Rallon nodded. "I am still more grateful than i could ever express my friend."

Fisher smiled. "It was my honor and duty My Lord. Lady Rose is excelled only by my Tia."

Rallon smirked. "A point of contention we will not go over. A man should value his own bride over all others. Do we have anything else to discuss?"

Robin grinned. "Well I do have a challenge for you dear boy." He lead them out to the balcony and carefully wedged three coins onto the rail. The rail lay out over the country side, which was entirely empty. robin then went back inside, drew out his bow, strung it, then nocked an arrow, drew and fired, sending the middle coin sailing into the country.

Fisher took his own bow, which like Rallons was kept in the office, and took careful aim. All three men were startled when he did strike the left side coin, but instead of sailing away it bent, the arrow completely through the coin, both just hanging in place. Rallon laughed. "You stuck the coin too well Robin."

The outlaw laughed. "sorry Fisher. Rallon your turn."

Rallon went to the marker, drew his arrow back, and let fly. His coin rang as it was ripped free and sent sailing into the wilds. Only then did he collect Fisher's coin. "Now that is an heirloom my friend." He tossed it to Fisher. "Now gentlemen I say we rejoin our ladies."

The others nodded and they made their way to the garden.
 
The ladies were certainly enjoying themselves. Oh Rose had laughed at her daughter's firm standing and caressed at her head lovingly. "You need not worry." Like her father, those words were pointless as she was very protective.

The ladies began swapping information about their pregnancies, revealing to Marian, that symptoms varies. Tia and Rose's were like night and day. When Tia was sick, Rose wasn't. Tia seemed to fair far better on her feet for long periods of time, than Rose.

The girls were enjoying the Bards, but when they were together it brought about a youthful fun that made the three of them shine. Like nothing could go wrong. Rose took a long and ornate pin from her her hair and laid it across her belly. The girls went silent and watched when the pin was kicked from its perch.

The girls erupted in a cheer of awws and when one of the bards froze for a second, as he had been watching, the girls laughed. "Clearly someone has never seen a baby move inside of a lady." Lady Marian chimed. Cynthia began to growl and caught their attention before they even noticed

"I'm glad to see that you're having fun ladies..." Rose hear the familiar sounding voice and turned with a gasp and smile.

"You know... you're always welcome to walk through the front door as opposed to sneaking it. It's no longer necessary."

The fine gentleman laughed, "Well, where is the fun in that?"

"Well, don't be rude..." The man who looked strikingly similar to extended a hand to Marian and pressed a kiss to the back of her hand and followed the same gesture with Tia if she were to oblige.

"I'm sorry ladies, my name is Malachite and this pleasantly plump lady, Rose, is my cousin. Speaking of which, wow." Rose laughed and threw a pillow at her cousin. Naturally he dodged it.

"None of your men are here? Rallon Granger... slacking, as usually." The man knew that he was definitely wrong, and laughed. "Sorry, I came for the ball and figured I'd pay the girls a visit, as well as my cousins. You've got a room to spare,no?"

"You're kidding me, right? You know this home inside and out."
"But still, I have to ask."
"No... you don't." As a matter of fact, you snuck in here and managed to stay hidden, and WELL taken care of without me knowing for a whole week." The two were obviously like siblings and their behavior gave Marian and Tia a show.

"Now, now, your obliviousness is no ones fault but your own, wee one." Rose groaned, but smiled.
"You are so lucky that I love you." Rose teased with a snide smile.
"Keep it up and I'll tickle you senseless, Rose."
"Good luck with that... you have to get past a few obstacles to get that done." Cynthia made her presence well known as she sat proudly between the two.
 
Cynthia growled at the man. not with true menace but reminding him that like her father no one touched Rose without her permission.

As if summoned Rallon walked into the meeting and startled malachite by picked him up by the collar, raising him up, walking by, then setting him down as he went to Rose, rubbing Cynthia's ears as he went, and kissed his bride before turning to the newcomer.

"Did we send him an invitation though? Not sure i can trust him in my house. I heard that slacking crack by the way." He nuzzled into Rose's neck while Fisher and Robin mimed him with their own ladies, and the bards departed, sensing the dismissal.

A servant came out with more tea, and a bowl of water for the wolf, who lapped it gratefully, still watching her mother's cousin.

Rallon brushed some of Rose's hair back behind her ear as he studied the man. "Fisher what do you know about his presence?"

Fisher shrugged. "he arrived in York three days ago. Has been spotted enjoying the games and winning some coin on the contests. He's been in the house for about an hour this time." Fisher smiled over at Malachite. 'Lady Thea was watching you most of the time."

Rallon nodded impressed. "Not bad. How did you know?"

fisher shrugged again. "i didn't. but my guards and the servants did. I got the report when we left your office." He held up a small slip of paper.

Rallon nodded. "Good man." he turned back to Malachite. "How have you been. cousin?" he was being carefully neutral as Rose loved her cousin, but he was reminding the man that he had a long way to go before Rallon would trust him around Rose or his sisters.
 
Malachite was certainly caught off his guard as his cousin's husband made his appearance."Hey!" The man cried out before he was placed back upon his feet.
"Remind me to never get on your bad side. Nice to see you again, Rallon."

Rose smiled and laughed lightly at the display before enjoying a rather sweet kiss from her Lord husband. "Yes... he was invited." Lady Granger calmly replied as she relished her husband's affection and company.

Fisher left Malachite rather impressed that he knew the where about of him. "I never was all too good at hide and go seek." The man jested. "Don't get your nickers in a knot, Rallon, I know that Rose is in no safer hands that yours. Hell, you're the reason she still lives during your lengthy absence and while it eats at me that I could do so little for her, being a refugee at the time, I'm glad she's doing well and I never what to see you that broken again, Rose. Never."

Her cousin had been one silver lining when the Granger boys were running amok. While she thought him dead, he risked his life to let her know otherwise and demanded to make sure that she was okay. Rose laced the fingers of one of her hands with that of Rallon's and looked at the very man that held her heart, body, and soul. "I know how lucky I am.With Family and Friends as I have, I feel rather spoiled."

"Now... pick a room, mind your manners. You still remember those, right? Now off with you."

Malachite laughed and bowed before his ever so pregnant cousin. "Yes, Lady of York, as you wish." His joking manner made her laugh as he walked away as Rose thoroughly enjoyed herself at her husband's side. "So... what did you men need to discuss?" Her curiosity peaking.
 
Rallon winced. "i...hired twelve of the best courtesans to distract John throughout his stay, though I gave strict orders they are not to sleep with him. i will not have him harming any lady."

Robin gagged at Rallon's forthright answer while Fisher smiled.

Rallon was a gifted card and chess player, but with Rose he was always open and honest to a fault, and he didn't waffle or hide things.

Tia studied her Lady's face, not knowing how she would react. Cynthia did the same. Protecting everyone else they knew Rose would approve of, but the hiring of such professionals and bringing them into her home was something else. Especially as it had been her husband's arrangement.

Rallon smiled at his bride. "i didn't do the actual hiring my love. I had one of the men do that. i merely gave the instructions then had them paid half, the rest waiting on whether they obey...while ...at...your ...ball."

Robin winced and Marian bit her lip. Courtesans were a common sight at John's parties, but even he wouldn't dare bring any to one of the Queen's affairs, and he had not done so for Rose's. Of course the madames of such ladies were often in attendance, and usually popular, but it was not wise for a lady of standing to associate with such women, even if they were friends, in public.

Marian knew for a fact that the Queen had three cousins who were madames, which gained them entry to her events, but she could not be seen speaking with them by others. Politics was a game of appearances, and while Rallon was not unskilled at the game, he had taken this risk to protect his siblings, cousins, wife, and the other ladies present. If the courtesans failed at their task or caused any embarrassment however it would reflect poorly on the hostess, not the host, hence all the apprehension.

Fisher did speak now. "My Lady i should inform you that My Lord only finalized arrangements this very day. He was not certain he could complete the arrangements with ...ladies of proper reputation and skill. These twelve are considered the best in the North, quite lovely I am told, and exceptionally discreet."

Tia nudged him. "Lovely?"

He shrugged. "I would not know. I have eyes only for my Lady Rose, and far more importantly for you my beautiful desert flower."

Her nose crinkled but she giggled and kissed him.

Ralllon smiled a bit. "I also have not seen them my love but I am assured on their discretion and ability. They were instructed at all costs to prevent trouble and disruptions, especially with Prince John."

Marian could not help a shudder at the name. The madman's presence haunted the poor woman. Robin kissed her hand and she smiled at him.
 
Rose listened as the men spoke. Her face did hold an initial shock. As she listened, her mind when and processed his plan as more and more was revealed.

Certainly she wanted little do do with John, as did the girls and any other woman that was to attend. When the man got bored, he had the worst ways of occupying himself. A lax smile sat upon her lips as it was explained that Rallon had not done the actual hiring. It would not have bothered her had he done so. Rallon seemed to often forget just how much trust she had in him and that would never change.

"So..." Her tone was calm as she looked at her husband, making sure she got everything correct. " What you're telling me is, you hired skilled courtesans to attend our ball, to keep Prince John occupied. Yes?" Whether she approved or disapproved of this matter was far from apparent as she kept soundly cool.

"That.... that is brilliant." She shrugged one shoulder and nodded her head in agreement. "And while I can only hope that these girls do not bed John willingly, what if they are forced? The man is not above taking what wants. Especially when it is, in his eyes, a pretty piece of flesh."

An approving kiss was placed upon his lips before she smiled. "Your heart is always in the right place, and whatever measure must be taken to keep our loved ones safe, then why not? If anyone has questions about their attendance, then so be it. It won't...." A yawn came out of no where as she covered her mouth with the back of her hand before shaking it off...."I'm sorry... It won't hurt my feelings."
 
Rallon relaxed and smiled nodding. "I did inform them just what he does to his... bed mates. They were frightened. And i also promised that they would receive double payment if i could be assured that they had not gone to bed with him."

He gestured towards the girls rooms. "I also have been in correspondence with the Queen. She intimated that he would bring one of his...willing partners with him to serve as his....entertainment. She will stay at the Grey Willow."

It was an abandoned tavern on the edge of the city.

Rallon shuddered. "i have made inquiries. This...lady is truly willing to serve John and according to all reports she enjoys his...methods. Apparently she worships him like some kind of god." he shuddered again.

"So should his needs need filling I will see to it he is funneled along to her." The tavern was away from town and the festivities, and even John could not be seen openly going toward it for no reason, and certainly could not explain his supposed reasons, though the Pope had forbidden him from having sex with his own bride, though she was not to attend anyway. She was away to the south in Gloucester anyway, preferring to stay away from her forbidden husband.

Rallon nuzzled into her neck, then opened one eyes and growled. "Oh dear. Time to approve the dresses."

Lilah and Jessica lead the girls on. Each were in simply fantastic dresses, and each looked radiant. Lilah and Jessica, though older and more shapely, had chosen more modest dresses.

Rallon arched an eyebrow. "You returned early?"

Both ladies nodded, beaming. "Yes cousin. our gentlemen heard of Prince John's attendance and wanted to make arrangements for our safety. Namely returning us to your care for the time being."

Rallon nodded. "Lovely. I do mean your dresses."

They smiled and kissed his cheeks, then knelt to embrace Rose. "Did you hear Rose? Gracia is to marry the Crown Prince of Spain!" The girls had lost all they venom and cruelty under a true master of both, and now their eyes shined with sincere delight for their friend. "She is even bringing him to the ball!"

Lilah bit her lip. "But...poor Bella."

Rallon arched an eyebrow. "She is well?'

Lilah nodded. "She is...physically."

She took Rose's hand, studying the woman's face. "She lost the baby Rose. Her husband learned it was not his and he...he was most displeased."

Jessica nodded hugging her friend. "She says she will attend the ball... Rose would you speak with her? She needs your wisdom. She refuses to talk to us.... I fear she may harm herself."

Marian sat up awkwardly. "Isabella Wittle?"

Jessica turned then leapt to her feet and curtsied, followed by Lilah. "Yes My Lady."

Marian waved the formalities away. "Who did she marry?"

Lilah screwed up her face, trying to remember. "The Earl of Lancanshire?"

Jessica nodded. "Yes. We went to visit down in Preston. Horrid little man. Treated us very rudely despite our gentlemen being with us."

Marian nodded sadly. "He is cruel. will she petition for annulment?"

Jessica shrugged. "it will do little good My Lady. He does not follow the Church. He claims to be of the Old Ways."

Rallon rolled his eyes. "Meaning he wants money."

Lilah turned. "I don't think so My Lord. He said Isabella was his property and he could do as he pleased with her. The trouble is that he seems to be sterile. He has a bad reputation for sleeping with every girl he can whenever he can but no child has ever come from his unions. Isabella was very lonely and she..." She looked over at the girls who were talking with Tia and Fisher, and Robin. "She took to the company of a page boy. Very sweet and kind. He's been drawn and quartered now. Horrible....Maybe you could speak to him Rallon? Make him see sense?"

both ladies looked at him with such hope. Rallon had been near mythic to them now.

He looked at Rose. "If Rose thinks it would help i will try. But I cannot separate a marriage. Nor can John before you even think of it. Only the Church can do so. And if he will not release her there may be no legal recourse."

The ladies blinked. "you would leave her to suffer under him?!"

Rallon smiled. "I did not say that. I am going to wait to see the situation and if Rose thinks it possible we will welcome Isabella into our home as our guest."

The ladies beamed again and kissed his cheeks again, then hugged Rose once more. "We will go get our gentlemen. They wish to speak to both of you. And we have taken enough of the girl's time. Lady Marian." And they were off.

Rallon arched an eyebrow. "Even though I see it I still wonder at the change in those two. Now! Ladies! Attend your niece!"

Cynthia barked and shifted forward to study each dress. Rallon kissed Rose's neck then went to investigate each dress, teasing his older sisters about showing so much skin, or helping them with an accessory or piece that Cynthia or they or both didn't feel sat right. It was much more about showing off as they all looked lovely, but Rallon made sure to pay special attention to each of them, reminding his sisters how much he adored them.

Of course little Thea was last, and she was now in a golden gown that looks so much like one of Rose's that Rallon teased the girl about being Rose in miniature. Thea stomped. "I'm not Rose! I'm Thea. Rose is much more beautiful than me!"

Marian carefully hid a giggle at this those of course Rose heard it. Rallon squatted before the girl. "Yes you are Thea. But you are also beautiful dear one. isn't she fellows?"

Robin nodded, as did Fisher. Fisher smiled. "You are truly a vision Lady Granger."

Robin smiled. "I worry for the gentlemen when you grow Lady Thea. If you continue in this path you shall be the most beautiful lady of all. After my Marian of course."

Thea blushed, but she wasn't satisfied. "Cynthia?"

The wolf barked and wagged her tail. Rallon double checked. "She looks perfect?" Cynthia barked and nodded, then looked at her mother for confirmation, as did thea, who held herself has Rose had taught, poised and dignified. Her sisters smiled watching her, still feeling guilty about messing things up earlier.
 
Rose was comforted about John's worshiper and the distance between them and the ball. She blushed and felt heated as her husband nuzzle her neck,but there was no doubt that she enjoyed it.

"Yes, Ladies, you look radiant." Rose followed up after Rallon.

"Oh Gracia is a lucky one, isn't she? I look forward to seeing them together." It was reasurring to see Jessica and Lilah mingling outside of the castle walls with other people. The shocking change from when they were first rescued from John to now was simply miraculous.

Ever since Rose got further and further into her pregnancy, she grew more and more... blunt. While the lovely Lady of York was calm and held her tongue rather well, she what having slip ups here and there, but no one seemed to mind. Hearing about Bella loosing the baby tore at her heart.

"No, there is no legal course, but the man will be hanging by his member in the dungeon should I so much as see him. He is... ugh!" There were no words to describe the filthy man who would kill an unborn child. "I will take care of Isabella ladies, do not worry."

Now it was time for the girls. Each just as stunning as their mother. They were growing beautifully right before her very eyes. "Oh if your brother James were here, he would think it a bad idea to send them to the ball dress so beautifully." She giggled as their precious daughter went to each girl.

Rose found it so cute how Thea turned down her brother's compliment even more so, she adored how Robin loved Marian so much.

"Thea Granger. You, my dear little one, are beautiful. Men will tremble at your beauty and think of this... you're not done growing, my love. Until the day comes, your brother will be batting away suitors left and right until you are ready. That is a lot of work for your brother." Rose stood up and walked over to the youngest and pressed a kiss to her cheek. "Your mother would be so proud to see how you've grown into your beauty. No doubt she's smiling as we speak, now... no more of this nonsense. You lovely ladies get a good nights sleep tonight, for tomorrow, we have some fun."

Rose joined her husband once more and got comfortable. Looking over at Marian and Tia, it was relaxing. Fisher, the brother she never had, being as happy as she. Robin, finally moved things along with Lady Marian.

"Oh Cynthia, the Queen is going to be so excited once she sees you." Her Majesty absolutely adored Cynthia and their fuzzy daughter didn't seem to mind it.

"I feel as though the little one is getting bigger by the hour. I hope that I can still fit into my dress tomorrow." Rose teased although the little one was moving in a weird manner, but she pushed it aside.
 
Cynthia snuggled into her mother's side, smiling up at her father when he came to rejoin her.

He snapped and she sighed and slithered to her mother's other side. Rallon lay beside Rose and nuzzled against her again.


The conversation went on for a long while, then finally all the ladies began to show signs of exhaustion. Nodding he sent everyone off to bed. Fisher announced which room Malachite had chosen, one well away from John and the others.

Once in their room Rallon helped his wife undress and lay her down, then lay beside her wrapping about her, Cynthia laying against her mother, helping warm and support her back.
 
This day had been amazing and so much fun. Tomorrow would most certainly prove unpredictable, but hopefully all went as planned.

Laying down with the love of her life and her beloved Cynthia, she basked in the comfort and silence.

Despite her contempt look a warm tear ran down her cheek. "I wish you mother and father were still here and James, God rest his soul. I miss them dearly. All I can hear is 'Uncle James' in a child's tone and know that he would have loved it." Though saddened, she did not let get out of hand. A soothing sigh escaped her lips as only the one tear managed to escape and she hugged onto her husband as they lay, grateful for those she still had.

Sleep continued to tighten its grip and her tired body left her no choice as she fell soundly asleep. The morning would be the arrival of Her Majesty and Prince John, so she needed the energy for tomorrow.

Rose was out like a light until a very active child seemed to try to awaken their mother from within. "Oy, little one. Do you never sleep?" She laughed in a drowsy state as a hand came to rest over her belly before her eyes could even open. Her inner clock told her that it was still early, but she needed to get ready for their guests. She had told the girls,the night before, to wait until a few hours before the ball before getting into their gowns.

Rose also had to tell the girls not to try and doll up Cynthia, that her dear daughter could go as she please. The disappointment in the girls was adorable, but there.

As Rose continued to lay in silence with her eyes closed she went over all of the arrangements. A knock sounded upon the door and heavy sigh escaped her lips before her eyes opened and she pressed a kiss to her husband's forehead with a smile before she sat up in bed.

"Yes?" She audibly replied.
"My Lady, will you be taking breakfast in the dining hall this morning?" Rose smiled and pet Cynthia as she lay at her side.
"Not today, actually if you could bring breakfast to us and Lady Marian's, and Lady Tia's room, that would be perfect."
"Yes My Lady." Rose was in no rush. This day was to be joyous and stress was not on the agenda.
 
Rallon growled. "Breakfast in bed?"

Cynthia barked excited at the prospect. "Who said you get any? Have you completed your chores?"

She yowled but kissed her mother and went to investigate the house. She returned within ten minutes, just as the food did. "The girls?"

Happy bark.

"Robin and Marian?"

Bark.

"Tia and Fisher?"

Bark.

"Malachite?"

Bark.

"Any signs of trouble or concern?"

She ruffled her head.

"Ready for the ball?"

Happy bark again.

"Where is my morning kiss?"

She barked and leapt onto the bed, burrowing under the blankets, then crawled up him to deliver the kiss, then lay her jaw on her shoulder to gaze at her mother, her hanging tongue seeming to sum up her statement of "Hi mom!"
 
It was Cynthia's day and she clearly knew it, by her enthusiasm. Rose was in no rush and merely hid her chest with a blanket when the food arrived and was laid out for them.

Cynthia had a slew of choices all her own with a fresh bowl of water upon a very well dressed tray. Many nobles would think the Lady and Lord of York daft for giving an 'animal' such service, but Cynthia was family and they loved her no less than the girls.

When Cynthia came back Rose smiled and laughed lightly at the affection shown. "Good morning, princess. Eat up, you've got quite the day ahead of you." She teased as she began to fulfill her own need for food.

You could hear the rustle of activity already beginning in the town and it was nice to know that all would have their share of fun. Once full on food she browsed for something to wear until time got closer to the ball which began later in the after noon.

Another new gown was slipped on. Given her current conditions she had to get new dresses to fit. Lush curls were pinned up with a few curly tendrils spiraling about her face.

"Now... Rallon Granger, you put on something comfortable okay? That's all that I care about."

"Cynthia, Her Majesty is here, no doubt she is eager to see you." Rose smiled and led the way towards the Great Hall where the decorations were getting pieced together. I look gorgeous as did Her Majesty who was dawning a gold gown fit for her station.

"You look absolutely beautiful, Your Majesty." The ladies exchanged compliments. The Queen even questioning how being pregnant made Rose even more beautiful. Apparently, Prince John went to see a 'friend' and would be joining them later. Rose had a hunch that he went to get his jollies off on the one girl who worshiped him so.

Cynthia had rounded up the girls for a greeting, each one looking gorgeous, as always, and as polite as ever. Their unborn child kicked her rather hard, catching Rose by surprise as she rubbed her stomach. "Someone else apparently wants to welcome you. Baby Granger it is a tad too crowded for such antics wee one."

Rose treated Her Majesty to tea as they had no shortage of topics to converse about. Ladies would be ladies. Lilah and Jessica even joined them. The glow about those two was unmistakable. To see them just as happy as Rose was heart warming.

Time seemed to fly when the girls were eventually dressed in their ball gowns and retrieved Rose. "Oh my goodness, it is almost time. Thea, be a sweet heart and keep her Majesty company while I get dress.
 
Rallon drew Cynthia aside while her mother dressed. "You stay with your mother at all times unless ordered otherwise wolf. If John comes near her you WILL NOT attack. Am I clear?"

She barked.

"Good. You will get my attention, or Fishers. Other than that have fun my darling." He kissed between her eyes and she began flopping her tail about excitedly.

Rallon put on a simple but very comfortable and lordly blue suit. It looked very bright, despite it's normally subdued tones, next to his deeply tanned skin, but that could not be helped.

He walked his bride down to greet the Queen, but dutifully waited until the ladies had exchanged their greetings, then bowed quite low, kissed her hand, and spoke softly. "Your Majesty it is an honor to welcome you to York, and to our dear Cynthia's official recognition. Now the lady of the day would like to give you something."

Cynthia licked her mother's hand, then turned, grabbed something, then marched, most dignified, toward the Queen, the pillow clutched firmly in her jaws, while upon it lay a thin and flat wooden box.

The Queen took the box and rubbed the wolf's ears, then opened the box and gasped. Inside was a diamond jewelry set, earrings, rings, a bracelet, and a thirteen stone necklace. Cynthia sat smiling then looked at her father. Rallon smiled. "Your Majesty Lady Cynthia offers this small gift as a token of her friendship and her love for you, and hopes that it will in some small way assure you of her devotion to you, your family and your husband the King."

Cynthia barked happily.

"She always wishes me to convey her apologies."

Cynthia barked again, now looking a bit sheepish. The Queen blinked. "Apologies? What could merit an apology for such an astounding gift?"

Rallon smiled. "Your Grace Cynthia apologizes because she wished to find a gift that would match your Royal beauty but I am afraid we were unable to achieve the feat."

Cynthia barked once more looking down in failure. The Queen studied her gift for a long moment, then closed the box and lay it gently on the table beside her, then crouched and hugged the dog who blinked, then pressed her jaw down returning the embrace. The Queen rose and smile. "Oh sweetling. You are most kind. Thank you. But if I should only ever be half as beautiful as you i will truly be a vision."

Cynthia yowled softly, clearly touched but also disagreeing with the Queen, but nothing was said. Rallon coughed and the dog jumped, then bowed most respectfully to the Queen, then turned to her mother.

Rallon spoke again. "To her mother, Lady Rose, Cynthia as a gift as well. First a daughter's love and gratitude." Cynthia lay her head on Rose's knee, her eyes shining.

Rallon waited until the dog drew back, sticking her head under the Queen's table and drawing out a package. "Second she wants to gift you a token of her love and devotion to you, this family, and her sister in waiting."

Cynthia lay the package on her mother's lap then drew back, untying the bow herself, then let it drop as she sat waiting.

Within the package lay a small, rather grubby collar with a bow tied about it. It was Cynthia's first collar, a gift from Rose to make peace with the dog, who then had not been sure who she liked or trusted. For some reason Cynthia had always liked the collar very much, but when she had grown out of it, it had broken and been lost, thought so forever with the burning of the Granger home.

Cynthia had found it. Somehow, somewhere. Now she returned it, reminding her mother how much she treasured both the gift and the giver. Her eyes still shone as Rallon spoke very softly. "Lady Cynthia always wants you to know this message. 'I love you mommy."

Cynthia lay her jaw on Rose's knee again, true tears now running down her muzzle.

The girls sniffled, and the Queen drew out her hanky hiding her nose and lips, while the disguised Marian clutched Tia's arm.

The moment held for so long, until Rose responded, then everyone began to cry or sniffle aloud. Even Rallon had a suspicious wet streak on his cheek.

After this Cynthia was happy to wait with the Queen, with Tia serving as her translator as needed, though this had it's own troubles. Whereas Rallon could read whole speeches in the set of he dog's jaw, Tia had to very carefully work to get the inflection of simple answer. The girls tried to help, and Thea had a better knack for it, but no one matched the dog's parents. Still she enjoyed being with the Queen, and for now no one dared mention what had just happened for fear they would all begin to cry again.

Rallon followed his bride upstairs and helped her change. "John is indeed with his companion. Fisher is at the gates making sure we don't have an incident like last time, and Robin and his men volunteered to help." He kissed her neck softly. "I do apologize for Cynthia's gift if it made you flush, but she informed me that she had not properly thanked you for loving her and being such an excellent mother."

He undid her gown, and waited until she was in it, then fixed her hair up as she wanted it, though it may have taken a little more time than usual as his lips kept becoming attached to her neck, and his hands would drift to her sides or to her belly. Still it was well done as usual.

"You know Little John heard about my skills with hair. Said it would suit a nobleman to fix hair rather than fight. Tia broke his staff when she heard that."

He grinned at the thought, then quickly changed into a black suit. This one was far more elegant and formal, and he had his much hated ceremonial sword on to prevent him from killing any one on Cynthia's day, but otherwise he looked resplendent and noble, and for a wonder quite comfortable. It was slightly obscene how his muscles bulged and knotted against the material,but it suited his skin, making him dark, handsome and terrible.

Once dressed, his hair brushed back he bowed to his lady and offered his arm. "Might I escort you to the ball room my love? I would be honored to be introduced with you as well should you allow it."

His eyes glowed as he watched her, reminding her how beautiful she was, and how much her husband adored her. No one else, not even Cynthia, could spark such feeling from him.

His enemies called him a cold monster, and they were not wrong, but for her he burned hot and wild.
 
Rose was glowing with pride at the sight of Cynthia and when she was presented with her gift, she was clearly quite curious. Upon opening the gift, Rose smiled and covered her mouth in disbelief as a tear ran down her cheek. It was full of memories and Rose couldn't get past the nostalgia of the moment.

She hugged her dear daughter and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "I love you too, my dear. To the moon and back."

Upon getting ready she felt so pampered and spoiled with Rallon's assistance. She laughed upon hearing what Tia did to the staff, and took up his arm when it was offered.

That soft, sweet smile sat upon her lips as she admired the handsome man that always made her feel safe and loved. "This Lady of York is nothing without her Lord. I would have it no other way Rallon."


The man was everything to her. She was not ignorant of the fear that he could strike in many people, but it was mere justice. His heart was always in the right place and, for that, she loved him all the more for it.

The festivities had already gotten underway. As traditional, each noble was announced upon arrival. The girls were stunning and Her Majesty was even more so with a seat at the head table ornately.

"Ladies and Gentleman! Please welcome your hosts of this Ball, Lord Rallon Granger of York and the lovely Lady Of York Rose Granger." The sea of people parted as the couple made their way down the stairs. The introductions were not done yet and this was the moment that Rose looked forward to. "Our reason for this special occasion, introducing Lady Cynthia Granger of York."

The perplexed looks were everywhere. Some thought it a joke. Her Majesty stood with a smile at the adorable sight and clapped her hands. Though delayed, the crowd followed their queens actions and applauded at the wolf known for people a member of the Granger family.

Prince John sat in his chair at the Queen's side with his booted feet propped upon the edge of the table as he feigned an applause, but she watched a stunning woman approach the prince and his attention was snagged in a heartbeat as he left the table.

"Dance with me, my love." Rose eagerly asked.
 
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