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Beauty for the Beast [with nightsorceress]

solitaryman

solitaryman

Supernova
Joined
Aug 22, 2011
Location
Pennsylvania
The male looked out over the valley from his perch along the slope of the nearby hill. He could see far and wide, as the road wound its way through the valley below, and towards the hills where he was looking down from. His name was Michael, at one time he was a knight who had risen quickly from a squire and learned well from the stable of Cedric. At one time he was quite handsome, very neat brown hair, hazel eyes, his 5 foot 11 inch build quite fit. He was expert with the sword, javelin, and bow and had vanquished every challenger at the jousting matches.

Those days had gone, time had turned Michael into a recluse. He had been away fighting invaders and had been in charge of holding a strategic pass. All of the killing and betrayal took its toll. He had been cast out of his kingdom, a knight without armor, in this still savage land. His brown hair had grown long, nearly halfway down his back. He had a heavy beard that matched his hair, his clothing made of deer skins, and leather trousers stolen from a man's clothesline.

He still knew how to use the bow, yet had vowed not to return to being around people because of the ridicule he had suffered for all the good things he had done. Michael sighed as he sat on the hillside, leaned on his long bow, quiver of arrows slung over his right shoulder as he listened to the birds chirping in the trees, which gave him tranquility and peace, and breathed in the fresh air from the gentle breeze that blew through the trees.
 
Aurora sat in the carriage her hand nervously folded in her lap. She a stunning young woman, with long raven hair and the most enchanting violet eyes. Those eyes looked out as the carriage made its way down the through past hill and valley. She drew a deep breath as her heart pounded in her chest. with each passing second she was becoming more and more nervous.

Her father had made arrangements for her to live a former knight. She had met the man before when she was but a girl, and this man was her father's squire. Growing up Aurora did have a certain fondness for the boy even though they were years a part in age. She wondered if this man now remembered her.

The carriage began to slow and she new she must be approaching her new home. She looked out the carriage window to see the estate come into view. it was rather large something that was common for a knight of his standing, or former knight.
 
Michael saw the carriage approach on the road that wound through the valley. He wondered to himself if the driver was bringing him the girl that he had received a message about. He got up and started through the woods back towards the main grounds of the estate. He knew every square inch of his land, having hunted, fished and rode about on his horse.

He arrived back at the estate and came in the back door, as his servant, Wambaugh was working in the kitchen, "We will soon have guests, a carriage approaches, perhaps it is the girl the message talked about. Wambaugh heard the sound of the carriage coming into the main grounds, "Go get changed, I will greet your guest."

He opened the stout wooden door to the main house as the carriage came to a stop. One of the other workers of the estate opened the door to the carriage as Wambaugh arrived. "Welcome, I am Wambaugh, you host will be with you shortly. He extended his hand, as the driver and the the worker started to unload her luggage. As they took it inside, Wambaugh gave instructions, "Upstairs in the guest room for now," as he waited for the passenger to exit the carriage.
 
As the driver slowed the carriage Aurora drew a deep breath in attempts to steady her nerves. She had never been a way from home before and now she was about to meet a man she was not sure remembered her at all. As the carriage door opened she glanced out of it. and then with one final deep breath she stepped out of the carriage taking Wambaugh's hand.

She smiled warmly at the man, "thank you" there was a gentleness in her words and she was elegant in the way she moved. She stepped down to the ground now, her eyes traveled to look over the house and its surrounding areas. It was lovely.
 
Wambaugh waited for the driver and estate worker to come out of the house, and then he escorted Aurora into the house. The carriage driver moved the carriage away from the estate house, and the worker showed him where to get water for the horses, as he got them some feed. The estate house was totally built of logs, yet there was the estate look inside. It resembled on one hand, a hunting lodge, but with the wealthy flavor to it. Michael's former shield hung over the fireplace in the living room. All of the furniture was hand crafted.

Wambaugh looked at her, "I hope you like the house and the estate, may I get you something to drink while you wait for your host. Then I will go and check on dinner." Then another voice was heard from the staircase, "Go ahead and check on dinner Wambaugh, I will see to our guest." Michael was changed into clothing more suited for an aristocrat, as he came down the stairs, "Welcome to my home. Would you like something to drink while we wait for dinner. I hope your journey was not too tiresome."
 
Aurora looked around as she entered the house with Wambaugh. She had never seen anything like it. By looking at the outside you would like that it was a rather large hunting log, or cabin that was out of scale, but then on the inside it looked like something totally different. there was a sense of style and taste. It did have an air of wealth about it.

Just as she was about to answer Wambaugh another voice cut through the air. She turned to see a rather handsome man coming down the stair case. Her friends has warned her that the man she was about to meet, was beastly and hated all people, but from what she could tell it seemed he was a well mannered man. "Hello, and thank you for welcoming me into your Home. My name is Aurora." she offered him her hand as well as a warm smile. "This would be the furthest trip i have ever taken but it was not a bad one"
 
Michael smiled as he took her hand and kissed it gently, "My name is Michael, welcome to my home, I am glad your trip was not bad, and that you made this trip your furthest." He poured them each a glass of wine, made in his winery at the nearby village, and handed her a glass. "To a safe trip and a wonderful visit," he toasted as he admired her beauty, her raven hair and violet eyes caught his eyes first.

He then looked at her, "Aurora, that is a beautiful name, I remember my teacher Cedric's young daughter had the same name," he then paused, "there is something about you that reminds me of her, but the chances of that are quite slim." He sipped on his wine as he showed her about the living room.
 
Aurora took the glass and sipped it. "well even though the chance are slim I am his daughter. I thought you might have know that, and that is why you accepted my father's request to have me stay with you" she looked around the living room. "You do have a beautiful home. Its unlike anything i have seen before. Thank you for allowing me to stay."
 
Michael nearly choked on his sip of wine when Aurora told him who she was, "It has been so long Aurora, I remember you as a little girl who in the presence of Cedric was quite proper, but you always stuck out your tongue at me when you had the chance." He chuckled as he showed her how she used to do it. "My my have you grown up and into a beautiful woman, how is your father, I do hope he is doing well." He smiled as he offered her a seat on the hand made sofa, and then sat down beside her, as he continued to sip on his wine.
 
She couldn't hope but smile at his reaction but she did her best to mask it. However she did have to laugh when he showed how she use to stick her tonuge out at him. "I think you may have me confused with another girl. I would never do such a thing, my father raised me better than that" she giggled a little as she took a seat. "My father is well thank you"
 
"I sure didn't see any other girl around but you, but, Cedric did raise you well. I am looking forward to your visit. " Wambaugh came into the living room, "Dinner is served, game hen that Michael provided, potatoes and beans from the garden, and a deep dish apple pie that yours truly made, along with wine from the winery." Michael got up and offered his arm to Aurora, "Shall we eat dinner, and then I will show you a wonderful sunset from the balcony while we sip our wine." He then escorted Aurora into the dining room.
 
Aurora looked up as Wambaugh entered the room "It all sounds wonderful Wambaugh" she smiled warmly as she stood and took Michael's arm and entered the dinning room with him. Once seated she looked around, "will the lady of the house be joining us" she thought he did not have a wife, however she did want to make sure. Already she was attracted him, but then again they did have a history together so made it his familiarity that made her feel attracted to him,
 
Wambaugh smiled softly as he poured their wine. Michael looked over at Aurora, "No lady of the house, just you, me and Wambaugh." After he finished pouring their wine, Wambaugh prepared their plates and then stood back to let them eat. Michael started to eat his meal, a napkin on his left leg, and enjoyed each bite of his meal as he sipped occasionally on his wine. He looked at Aurora, "I hope you find everything to your satisfaction. If not, Wambaugh will make it right for you."
 
Aurora thanked Wambaugh for severing dinner and then began to eat. The food was very good. "I am sure everything will be fine, I am not picky" she took another sip of the wine. That too was very good. She looked at Michael, "So if you did not know I was my father's daughter why did you accept his request to have me come stay with you?"
 
Michael looked over at Aurora, "It is not that I did not know you were Cedric's daughter, it was that I did not know how beautiful you had become. And so I accepted Cedric's request, because I had not seen you since you were a little girl." As they talked, Wambaugh brought in dessert, two saucers that contained a piece of deep dish apple pie right out of the oven. He cleared away the empty dinner plates and then refilled their wine glasses, before returning to the kitchen.
 
Aurora thanked Wambaugh once again as cleared the plates and replaced them with the wonderful smelling pie once he was gone her attnetions turned back to Michael. "well sir you certainly do know how to make a woman blush however, I do not think I am pretty, and I wonder what you would have done if I were an ugly creature"
 
Michael smiled as Wambaugh put his saucer of pie in front of him, then looked back at Aurora, "I would treat you the same way that I am now, since of course I am not the handsomest man around either." He enjoyed the pie as he sipped on his wine between bites. When he finished he looked over at Aurora, "I'll show you a wonderful sunset from the upstairs balcony when you are done with your pie." He put his napkin and fork on the empty saucer and finished his wine as he waited for Aurora.
 
"Oh but you are handsome" she smiled a little as she enjoyed her pie and her wine. Unlike Michael however she could not eat it all. She ate a little less than half. "everything was very good, but i am afraid i am full. We can go see the sunset know if you would like?" she smiled and raised from her seat.
 
Michael smiled, "I am glad you liked the meal," as he took her plate and finished off the rest of her pie. "Wambaugh is such a good cook, I don't like to see things go to waste." He got up and extended his left arm to Aurora and escorted her up stairs to the balcony that was facing to the west. He pointed to the sunset, and then out into the valley. "This land was a grant to me for one of my many jobs as a mercenary. Tomorrow we will go horseback riding and I will show you more of the area. I hope you brought riding clothes, if not that will be taken care of." He glanced over at her and smiled softly as he then watched the sunset.
 
Aurora smiled as he took her plate and finished her pie. "Yes Wambaugh is a very good cook" she then walked with him up to the balcony, they view was breath taking which was enhanced by the setting sun. "OH Michael it is so beautiful here. I can not wait to see your land on horse back" she seemed so excited. "It is much nicer here then in the busy towns and cities."
 
Michael watched her expression as she looked out over the balcony, "That is one of the big reasons I like it, it is not as frantic as the busy towns and cities. It is a slower pace here, and quieter." He leaned on the rail of the balcony as he looked down into the courtyard as well as out at the setting sun. "Wambaugh has put you in the room next to mine, with a door that adjoins both rooms. I hope it is to your satisfaction, and that you truly will enjoy your stay here." After the sun set over the western ridges, Michael extended his left arm, for Aurora, to escort her back into the house.
 
"I can not see any reason why i would not like it here. Your is truly lovely and the location is a nice break from the busy world which i normally live" she smiled as she once again took his arm. He was very much a gentleman, once again putting the rumors she heard about him to rest. "I hope i am not much trouble however while i am here"
 
"You will not be any trouble at all, Aurora, that I promise. You will be a welcome addition for Wambaugh and I. He would not look as beautiful as you do if dressed up like a girl," he winked and then opened the door to her room. "This will be your room, I wanted you to see it before we retired for the evening." He stood in the doorway, "What did you hear about me prior to your coming here, either from your father or others?" A bit later, he was down in the living room, picked up a handmade mandolin, and sat in one of the leather handcrafted chairs near the fireplace. He started to play a tune on the mandolin as he used the light of the fire to see.
 
She was glad to hear she would not be any trouble still she felt like she was imposing. After all he did have a life set here, and she did not want to stir that up. As he showed her her room she looked on in aw. "oh this wonderful, thank you" she smiled at him but she froze when he asked what she had heard about him she did not know how to answer. "oh a little bit of this, and a little bit of that, nothing note worthy." she tried to play it off.
 
"Well I hope whatever it was, that it is proven wrong during your visit here." He finished playing the tune on the mandolin, and put the musical instrument up. Sleep as long as you wish, Aurora, I am usually up early and about the estate. When you get up, and are dressed, we can then go horseback riding or whatever you desire." He then extended his arm to her, "Hope you sleep well, my room is next door should you require anything."
 
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