The Duke's Bride

[Marian Hawke]

Garrett practically falls out of his seat staring as she waggles her way to the tent door. "Friday it is," he manages, in a croak that speaks to his youth far more than the lack of facial hair can convey. 

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

I smile as I take the rains and steer us twirls town "that went better than expected" I say  "now the hard part hire ring a builder who won't over charge."

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

The builder was easier to secure than I had thought. It seems that the people of the duchess are great full to have anyone in charge that they easily accept my assertion of power. We even have time to order all the things Tova will need for the sabbath and a few extras to impress Garrett. I enter the tavern to place some orders for drinks until we can get back to brewing on our own. Well dressed ladies are not often seen in taverns and while most stare a few geer. It isn't until wild and I are leavening that trouble starts. "Oi bitch!" A drunk shouts. I ignored him and walk towards the door. "Oi I'm talking bitch!" He shouts pounding the table.  I beguin to hurry us out when he hurled a tankard past my head smashing it ageist the wall. "I said I'm talking to you! Where do you come off threatening my father?"

"He stole from my estate I simply reclaimed what was stolen. No threats were made simply actions taken to correct what I'm sure was a mistake in book keeping on both sides." I say diplomatically s he stands walking closely to me.  He reaches out and grabs me
"No the error is yours so why don't you make it up to me?" He says one had on my arm one on his crotch. I pull myself free and move to the door as wild stands between us. "Make an example of this but leave him alive to tell the tail." I say placing a few coins on the bar "for any damages" I say as wild goes to live up to her name. I step out into the sunlight and smile at  Siegfried "she'll be a minute" I say proudly turning back to watch at a safe distance

[Wylde]

There's a bestial roar -- clearly from a human throat, but startlingly growly and snarly. There's the sound of wet, meaty thuds. There's yelping, the high pitched sort that indicates someone hit below the belt. Briefly, Wylde staggers out of the tavern, hair mussed and panting, but then she dives back in, rolling up her sleeves to really get into it. 

When she returns again, her shirt is covered in blood streaming from her nose, but she grins ferally in triumph. "Got 'em, yer ladyship. He won't be botherin' us again."

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

I grin as I start up the wagon "so that's why they call you the wolf." I laugh

The next two days pass essaly with banter and cleaning. Lance even came to collect his plate Thursday night when I I informed him the Friday night and on,y Friday night would another plate be given to him in his room as we would be having company and I knew he was not yet ready for that.

[Lance Roidmet]

Lance scowls, but before he has a chance to respond, Wylde slips into the dining room to take her spot. The two lock eyes, each of their nostrils flaring, and Lance lets out a low, feral growl. "No. She cannot be here. Get rid of her."

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

"Lance she is my knight and as such has every right to be here." I say calmly

[Lance Roidmet]

"She is a witch. She cannot be here."

[Wylde]

Wylde snorts. "Witch just means a woman you don't like, cur."

[Siegfried]

"That's the Duke!" gasps Siegfried. 

[Lance Roidmet]

"The hell I am!" snarls Lance. "I can't even command order in my own bloody home!"

[Tova koshack]

There is a flash of light and a loud crack as I draw everyone's attention. "Diners getting cold if you can't sit civilly and talk you can take your plate and leave but I will not have the dinner I spent hours making going cold simply due to a diff ranch of understanding. My lord the only witch here is me. Now I would be very great full if you would sit down and explain your grievance to us" I say calmly taking my own seat

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

"Please lance I would like to know what has transpired between you two." I gesture gently towards the seat at the head of the table

[Wylde]

"I've never met him before, my lady," growls Wylde.

[Lance Roidmet]

"Let me be clear: she runs wild in the woods, killing men and eating them," growls out Lance, through gritted teeth. "I have seen this. I recognize her."