Marissa shook his head, "No my other shoes were just a little to large" He reassured Angelo as the woman pulled his boots on for him.

He stood up and took a few steps around and then turned and looked down a little, "Ahhh the top bit is a little tight... that's about it... The toes feel nice and so does the rest of it..."

“ok have a seat.” When Marissa sat down the lady removed the boots and went back to the other room.
“well then I am happy to hear that your feet have not been suffering from being bound.” Standing up Angelo went over to look at the display of stockings. “would you like a few pairs of fancy ones or would you just like the plain ones?” Angelo looked over his shoulder as he asked pointed to the display.

Marissa felt a little guilty that the man was already buying him so much.
"umm.. The plain one would be fine... My dresses are all so pretty anyway... that they might take away from it." He said softly.
Not that he would be showing anyone these stockings but it was a good enough excuse.

Taking a few of the packages down for the display Angelo smiled. It was different to be dressing a boy up like a girl, it was odd but fun thing to be doing. Now all those fashions he had seen the ladies of society wearing he could pick up for Marissa. In the middle of the stack of plain stockings he had stuck in a few fancy ones.
“here we are,” the shop keeper came back out with another box. “sorry for the wait, I was trying to find these, they are not usually wanted.” Sitting back down she slipped them on. They were black with a touch of violet piping along the side. “now take a turn around the room.” She said as she finished tying them up. As Marissa walked around the room he would find the boots fit perfectly.

Marissa smiled and stood up, he walked around smiling brightly, "These are nice..." He said as he jumped up and down a little to really get a feel for them. "Yeah these work!"

Smiling brightly she stood up. “That is good, and I have a few more things made up to that fit.” Walking back into the back room she went to get more shoe’s.
“did you dress as a boy or girl at your last home?” the thought had just come to Angelo and he had to ask. If he had always been dressed as a girl then Angelo could understand the attachments to girls clothes. But if he had been dressed as a boy…. Whole different kettle of fish. She returned carrying a collection of boxes. “These should last until I have proper ones made up. Do you like the little color piping?”

"Yes I like the piping" He said nodding to the woman as he glanced back down at the shoes. He then looked over at Angelo.

"I wasn't allowed... Now and then the maids would dress me up..." He said softly, "and we'd have little tea parties with the young master out in the garden." He nibbled his fingers a bit and shrugged, "They put a stop to it after the young master took an interest in dressing up as well... They said it was a bad example for him..."
He hung his head a little, "I really liked the young master though... He was kind to me.. but I suppose they worried I might corrupt him..."

“Well I will not stop you from dressing up, when I was a lad I would have worn anything that I could, had I been allowed.” Again he handed over a bill to the shop keeper that Marissa could not see the amount. “The rest will cover the order?” when she nodded Angelo smiled. “Come Marissa let us take you new shoe’s to the carriage.” Picking up the package with the stocking in it he turned to the door. “Now we go home and you get some rest.”

Marissa smiled and nodded a little, "Alright..." He said yawning a bit as he followed Angelo.

"I'm almost afraid if I go to sleep I'll wake up and find all of this was a dream too" He laughed nervously.

“I am afraid that this is all real, but I know you will be feeling this way for a while yet.” Leading him out they walked to the trunk attached to the back of the carriage. The trunk was open and the footman was there waiting for the packages. “Would you be so kind and take out the blanket first.” Angelo said to his footmen. Nodding the man did as he was told and Angelo put the packages away. After putting away his, he took the ones that Marissa was holding. “Would you take the blanket from him please?” Angelo asked Marissa.

Marissa nodded and took the blanket and headed back to the cab of the Carriage. He waited there for Angelo, unsure if he should climb in yet or not.

Walking around Anglo held out his hand to help Marissa up into the carriage. “if you ever have a problem that you need to talk to me about just tell me.” Getting up being Marissa he sat down.

Marissa sat down and nodded a little, "mmmh I will" He said softly as he folded his hands in his lap and leaned back in the seat with a huge smile on his features.
He laguhed a little, "I almost feel like some sort of princess at this rate.."

“is it wrong to think that you are one now?” Marissa was looking a lot better then he had been in the brothel. It was good that Angelo had gone into town for this one. Even if the brothel owner had not been bugging him to come in for the last few years it was good. Most of the ones that the owner had described had sounded like fighters and Angelo was not ready to try to break one, it had been too long and right now he did not feel it was right to try. Too many laws being passed for the betterment of mankind that he could get tangled up in.

Marissa blushed and smiled, "But sir you bought me...If I'm correct....so I can't really truly be a princess" He said softly.
He didn't sound sad about it, just resigned to that simple fact.

“Ah dear child, even princess can be bought, the question is only dose the buyer see that they have bought a princess.” Gently Angelo reached out and stroked Marissa hair then laid the blanket over Marissa so that he would be warm. “You can rest now it will be some time before we arrive at my estates.”

Marissa smiled and gave a small nod, "O-Okay..." He said softly as he pulled the blanket over his shoulders a little. He snuggled down into his seat and then closed his eyes, drifting to sleep just as he had before.

Watching Marissa Angelo wondered what he was going to do with the boy. There was little he could do in society dressed like a girl and he despised dressing like his sex. The boy seemed scared of being touched yet also seemed to want the comfort of the touch. Making sure that both he and Marissa would be comfortable Angelo leaned against the wall of the carriage. There was a river coming up and though he was not affected by it like other vampires were it still taxed him. he enjoyed the passage over it a lot more when he was asleep or near to it. As his mind worked on his little problem his arms held Marissa gently as he passed into a half sleep.

Marissa curled up against him, snuggling towards the strong protective force. He murmured a little in his sleep and pulled his legs up onto the seat of the carriage.

As they started a crossed the bridge the sounds of the horses hooves Thundered all around them, sighing Angelo only tighten his arm more protectively around Marissa

Marissa snuggled more, burying his sleeping face against Angelo's chest, hair falling over his eyes.
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As they neared the house the sun was starting to hint that it was going to be coming up. Gently shaking Marissa Angelo closed the curtains on the windows. “Marissa I thought you would like to know, we are almost home.”

Marissa mumbled a bit and looked up at Angelo and smiled softly, "I finally get to see my new home?" He murmured dreamily as he sat up. He wobbled a little in his half asleep state.

Supporting Marissa Angelo held the curtain up so that he could see out. The land was open and looked bear but for a large forest off in the distance that seemed to be getting closer. “Right now you can’t see the house its self but the lands here about are all mine.”

Marissa's sleepy eyes lit up and he smiled, "This is even bigger than my last master's estate!" He exclaimed as he leaned on the window a little.