Yazelina watched her leave and frowned. She did not think she did anything wrong but maybe she did. She glanced at Roderick with a frown.
"Did I do something wrong?"

Range stared at the lady who walked away and rolled her eyes going back to her food.

"Tis very true my Lord, it does give you a boost of energy." Azara said as she looked up at the stars. That was one big reason she came out at night, to look at the stars. "I have to say the stars are very vibrant and beautiful tonight. Perfect night for a stroll."

Roderick paused after Sabine whispered to him and left. He glanced to Yazelina and shook his head, "Of course not. She is flighty." He waited a moment, then bit his lip, "Would you excuse me for just a moment, my Lady? I find myself in need of a moment of privacy." Roderick stood and gave her shoulder a small pat. He hurried outside, but not so quickly that he alarmed someone. When he made it outside, he took a look around for Lady Sabine.

Percival smiled and nodded, "Oh, I definitely agree. They are gorgeous. Such wonder, the night sky." As Percival rounded a corner with the Lady, he paused. Someone had come rushing out of one of the side doors. He gave a small smirk, "Well, well, well, my Lady. Our good friend," He motioned to Roderick standing some twenty feet away.

Azara continued to walk with Percival until he paused. Looking in the direction that Percival motioned to Azara grimaced. "It is our good friend isn't it. I suppose I should talk to him now that he's alone." Turning her head she looked straight at Striker and shooed him with her hand. She kept with it until he left making sure that Roderick didn't see her doing so. "Well my Lord do you want to come with me or shall I go by myself?" She asked of Percival.

Stiker had been following the pair a distance away when they stopped. When Azara turned and shooed him he frowned. But then looking ahead he saw Roderick and he guessed that she didn't want Roderick to see him. Sinking off into the shadows he stayed close but to where he couldn't be seen.

Percival smiled lightly, but shook his head, "No, my Lady. This is something you need to do on your own. Besides, my brain is a tad fuzzy from the wine still." He leaned in boldly and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, "My luck is with you, my Lady." And with that said, he gave her a handsome smile and slowly headed off toward the camps set up some ways away from the castle walls.

Touching her face where Percival kissed it Azara smiled and watched him walk away. Then steeling herself up she turned and gracefully walked over to Roderick. Giving him a small smile she spoke politely. "Good evening my Lord. How did the banquet fair you?"

Roderick turned to her slowly. He looked her up and down for a moment, then crossed his arms, "It was fine. ..For the most part." He was quiet for a moment, then took in a slow breath. "Can I assist you in any way?"

As Roderick looked her up and down Azara stood still. "Actually yes you can. I assume you got the bag of coins for payment of my time with Naerwen?" She asked polietly.

Roderick nodded lightly. "Yes, I did. I appreciate the payment, but it's time for her to come home." Roderick stiffened slightly as he looked down his nose at her. He seemed annoyed now.

Azara gave him a polite smile and spoke. "Well my Lord I wanted to talk to you about that..see Naerwen fits in so well in my home. I want to buy her from you. I am willing to offer 10,000 gold florins. If thats not a reasonable price I can go higher."

Roderick let out a small laugh. "My Lady, it is a sufficient amount, but there lies the problem. Naerwen is not for sale." A wicked grin spread over Roderick's lips and he shook his head. "How bold you are to make such an offer. I want my slave back."

"My, my. It seemeth to me that Lord Roderick is popular tonight." Sabine had murmured softly, glancing towards where Roderick was speaking with a Lady. Already Sabine much approved of this woman. She dressed properly, showed just the right amount of skin in all the right places. Sabine had looped her arm into Percival's, having silently come up behind him and then next to him. She looked to his face and gave an innocent smile. "Thou art the knight Percival, yes? I saw thee at Rouen." She was certain he had not seen her at Rouen though. As Sabine had been very unsocial at that event.

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Inside Azara was growling but on the outside her face was completely calm and when she spoke her voice was steady. "May I aquire why she is not for sale? With the hefty sum I'm offering you can buy two new slaves." Pausing Azara added, "One who is bold shall not lead a borning life my Lord.."

"Naerwan was purchased right after she matured. She is in the absolute prime of her life. And I intend to take what she has to offer. It's not so much the money, as it is the girl." Roderick's coal eyes clouded slightly with lust as he spoke. That wicked grin never left his lips.


Percival was a bit startled when the Lady took his arm. He listened to her for a moment, then smiled. "Do forgive me, my Lady. I do not remember seeing you there. I speak to so many people while at tournaments." He laughed softly and walked along with her, "Did we speak at the banquet, perhaps?"

Sabine giggled softly and shook her head lightly. "I chose to keep to mineself at Rouen, I merely watched from afar and skipped the banquet entirely." Her other hand moved to rest on her abdomen lightly. "Sometimes, I feel very unsocial." She seemed to step slightly closer to him as they walked side by side. Her arm still looped in his and her body nearly touching his with how close she had brought herself. "I am Lady Sabine, Duchess of Sussex."

"Ah, yes! Roderick used to mention you a lot. I haven't heard much of you as of late. How do you fair, my Lady? And your province? How is it?" He smiled kindly to her as they walked together. He slowed as they neared his camp. He glanced this way and that for his squires.

"Oh, really?" She smiled sweetly and seemed mildly curious. "I see that he hast taken to surrounding himself with prettier ladies than I." That smile had dropped to a slight frown. "However, my provinence and I both fair very well, how sweet of thee to ask." When they slowed and Percival glanced this way and that, Sabine pat his arm gently. "I must admit, I merely came to speakest with thee out of selfishness..." She gave that arm a light squeeze. "All I wished, really was a chance to touch thee, and feel those fine muscles beneath thy flesh."


Tes'shiran was in Percival's camp. Engaged in some menial conversation about nothing too important with one of Percival's squires. He hadn't seemed to notice that Percival had approached the camp, or that there was a lady on Percival's arm.

Percival smiled and shook his head lightly, "Pretty yes, but prettier than yourself? Perhaps not." He nodded lightly when she commented in her well being and her land, but his brow shot up when she mentioned only wanting to touch his muscles, "Well, well, my Lady. Such a bold statement should be spoken with caution."

He would have said more, but he turned when he heard a giggly voice. A small child darted around the corner. She was a small thing with pale skin, pointed ears, and fuchsia colored hair. She was clean, but wore a peasant's dress and small fabric fairy wings. They had holes in them from many uses. Percival leaned down and gave her bottom a small smack as she passed by, "To bed, young lady!" He was rewarded with a giggly scream and she darted into a tent near him. The squire whom was speaking to Tess excused himself and went after the small child, whose giggles could be heard from inside the tent.

Percival smiled at Roderick's young squire, "Hello, there, lad."

Sabine heaved a dramatic sigh. "In this day what statement is not a bold one?" She smiled ever so sweetly. "Honestly, Lord Percival, the truth should always be spoken with such an air of boldness..." Sabine blinked at the small child and smiled softly towards her. "What a gorgeous girl...that dress though, very unbecoming." Sabine had frowned a bit thoughtfully. "Mayhaps I shall have one made for her...Is she of your blood?" Sabine blinked and smiled very politely to Tes'shiran when Percival drew her attention to the young man. "My my.." Her voice a whisper only loud enough for Percival to hear her. "...What a lovely breath of fresh air he is."


Tes'shiran had nodded when the squire he had been speaking to excused himself, he bowed politely to Percival and to the lady next to him. "My Lord, my Lady.." He remarked politely in greeting. He looked almost nervous, glancing this way and that for a moment. "Lord Percival, has Lord Roderick left the banquet already?" He shifted a bit on his feet. Maybe he should go back to Roderick's camp.

Percival only laughed lightly at her statement of her boldness. He glanced over his shoulder toward where the child went, "Yes, she is a darling young thing. And yes, it is, but it is only for the night times. She has prettier clothing that she wears during the day." He paused lightly, his smile fading for a moment, but it returned as he shook his head, "No, my Lady, she is not mine. I found her wandering alone in Rouen."

He shook his head at Tess, "Not that I know of, lad. Last I saw, Lady Azara was negotiating with him for Naerwen."

Lina sat still where she was and watched Roderick leave. She motioned to Range to steal the seat next to her and hugged her tight to her chest.
"I love you hun. I am so sorry that they treat you so horribly. You know how people are. Soon you will be treated as you should."
She wanted to go home so bad. Back to where her darling Range was actually respected and treated well.

Range grinned at her.
"Do not worry it dosen't bother me Lina. They just don't understand hospitality."

Sabine smiled sweetly to Tes'shiran. Patting Percival's arm lightly before she slowly moved away from him. "I still think I shall have a dress made for thine young charge." She nodded politely to Percival. "I must take my leave of thee. Perhaps we may speak again soon?" Sabine didn't wait for an answer, only fluttered her eyes at Percival a moment as she turned and began to move back somewhat in the direction they had come, but not quite. She had no intention of returning to the banquet.


Tes'shiran watched as the lady left them, once she was out of sight his attention turned to Percival. "Is Lord Roderick going to sell Naerwen?" Tess didn't know if he should be happy or sad about that..if Roderick did sell Naerwen, he hoped she would go to a nicer master. He frowned slightly. Seeming a bit uncertain..Roderick wasn't the type to let go of his possessions so easily.

Percival watched the Lady leave, then turned slowly back to Tess. He glanced about, then looked to Tess as he spoke. Percival snorted at the question and rolled his eyes, "The day pixies fly out of the King's arse is the day he sells a girl before he's deflowered her."

He glanced back at the tent behind him, "I do hope Rosie was no trouble while you visited. She can be quite the handful."

Tes'shiran blinked, staring at Percival for a few moments. "My lord! There are better ways to word things." He was a bit surprised at Percival's answer, though he probably shouldn't have been. Tess was still frowning though. Shifting on his feet a bit. "..It's not right...Why doesn't anyone stand up to him?" He stared at Percival, "You could...I know you intimidate him.."

He sighed heavily and sat down slowly on a stool near the entrance to the tent. He rubbed his forehead, "I know I do. But he's higher in social standing than I. If I threatened him, he'd run, cock between his legs, to his father. And he'd have me arrested for threatening his son. Probably have me killed for that!" He sighed heavily again, "I could not do that to my mother and to my squires. And little Rosie, of course."