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Post by Vivian on Jan 4, 2012 18:00:53 GMT -5
So bondage wasn't his thing, ok now they were getting somewhere as he'd turned himself onto his back so she was literally sat on him! Of course, it was only right that she could marvel at his face while she kissed him! Apparently that wasn't the plan as he had now thrown her off and had got to his feet.
"Ooooh" she pouted in disappointment, the look that was clearly shown on her face right now. "Then let us play hide and seek. Go hide!" What? and leave his side? Was he stark raving bonkers? "I will come find you, but let us make it challenging and not limit it to the room. Find anywhere in the castle to hide!" Nuh uh, nooooooooo way! She wasn't leaving so easily. They were hiding from her father! Surely she'd made that clear earlier?! "Im not leaving unless you come with me" she leant against his arm in a daze, but suddenly looked up again as she heard footsteps from outside coming down the corridor. She looked to Arthur and then at the locked door.
"I'll scream..." she threatened, "I never want to leave you again! and if you do, I will scream and scream!" It was unfair, but she had to get her point across. She couldn't live without him, she loved him and needed him with her. Forever.
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Post by Vivian on Jan 4, 2012 17:43:45 GMT -5
She sighed at the pleasure he was bringing her. How had she survived so long without his touch?! It was just not right. A life without him was a life without air. And if Vivian couldn't have him, then she might as well not have air to breathe at all.
Her hands moved slowly down to the bottom of his shirt and slid underneath it. Her hands moving over the warmth of his stomach. His perfectly toned one. It felt so...so...wow! words could not even describe the feeling. She just wanted him. Very last part of him. She NEEDED him. "Oh Arthur!" she gasped inbetween his kisses. They were so soft and delicate, and he was holding her as though she was the last precious flower that he was afraid would wilt at any given moment. "How I love you!" she felt him moan against her neck, where the softest of kisses were being placed.
"Oh my love..." she couldn't even get her words out as her hands continued to carress his torso, moving around to his back and basically anywhere under his shirt. "I love you more than I can express!" another small gasp escaped her lips against his. "Why must you tease me so?" It was almost as though she was begging. Vivian had never begged for anything in her life, but Arthur? Well, she might as well be on her knees.
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Post by Vivian on Jan 4, 2012 17:33:02 GMT -5
"Your father will be looking for you,"
"and he will also be looking for you too, but he'll never find us!" she giggled and put her finger to her lips, "so now we can play hide and seek from him!" Immediatly she tightened her arms around his neck and clung to him for dear life. Never wanting to let go, never ever letting go of him.
What? He pushed her off?! Oh so now who wasn't playing fair? Well Vivian could easily beat him at his own game of playing 'hard' to get. She saw he was now fighting to loosen the belt! Good job she was an expert in sewing! Knots were very much a part of the process that frustrated her, and right now she could see her skills were excelling by the moment. She grabbed his legs as he tried to get up and sent him face flat to the floor once again. Sitting on his back and undoing the knot.
"Oh deary me..." she giggled, and set his hands free. "and there was me thinking you liked it."
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Post by Vivian on Jan 4, 2012 16:55:58 GMT -5
Oh such joy! To be in his arms once more! On him again! He felt like a cloud! A big muscular cloud! That was soft to be more precise. "Oh but my love! Should I be parted from you again again then I will not be able to go on living! Just a year has been such pain for me!" she cried, "and it's hurt!" She was with him now and despite his protests, that she knew were secretly been said to make her stay longer. She refused to leave.
She kept herself pressed down onto him, pinned to the bed. Oh this was going to such fun! To have him right where she wanted him. "Lady Vivian! This is highly inappropriate! Remove yourself!". This only made her hands tighten more over his arms that were pinned to the bed. "There is nothing inappropriate about such a beautiful love!" she sighed happily and then grabbed his face to attempt to pull him into a long and lingering kiss that she had been waiting for for what seemed like forever. Why was he struggling? Did he not feel her love? She frowned a little but still kept on trying to pull him closer all the same.
Vivian found that she was suddenly now the one being pinned to the bed?! Oh my...should her father walk in? Oh whatever! They were in love and this was an act of nature! She no longer cared about anything but Arthur! "Someone is very keen" she smirked at this, seeing him looking around after. "Do not be worried my love, the door is locked and there is no one that can come between us now!" she sighed again.
They were on his bed with him pinning her down! Anything could happen now! With one swoop she found herself pinning him down again. "Now, now...keep still" she smirked, whipping off his belt and tying his hands up. "There....perfect...now kiss meeeeeeeeeee!" she squealed with delight.
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Post by Vivian on Jan 2, 2012 10:12:38 GMT -5
Vivian rose graciously as their visitor was shown in. Ooooh how delightful it would be to toy with his mind if he was like any of the others. Many had tired and failed. Her father stood up with a broad smile. "Prince Celyn! Welcome to Lyonesse" he greeted him in a friendly yet formal manner. Vivian's eyes darted to her father and then back to their guest. Prince Celyn.
"It is an honour to be invited here."
Well wasn't he one for manners? Vivian's lip curled slightly as he turned to her. She bowed her head. "Prince Celyn" she replied. "I do hope you find Lyonesse to your liking...so far" she added. One thing was for sure. If he started ranting on about politics with her father then she would be out of that door quickly.
Olaf was now watching his daughter, already with his guard up. She glanced at him before returning to her seat. "My daughter and I wish for you to dine with us this evening, should you not have any other plans of leaving my Kingdom too quickly." Vivian heard her father say whilst staring mindlessly at her nails. Yes...didn't she just wish that? Already she'd become bored. There was no use toying with Celyn. He seemed far too interested in matters that only interested her father.
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Post by Vivian on Jan 2, 2012 6:27:07 GMT -5
Oh his wonderful face! Flawless and far more than the definition of perfection! Vivian just wanted to kiss it right off of him! But then again, if she did that then she would not be able to kiss him again after. But still! She was hungry, hungry for love, hungry for him. How had she not noticed his perfectly defined features before?! It was ludacris! The way his hair fell so perfectly, the beautiful blue pools for eyes that lit up even the darkest of nights. The smile....oh lord the smile that she felt could kill her with just one shot her way! It was just so radiant!
"Always, Forever"
Ok, she couldnt take it anymore and launched herself onto him. Lips crashing down against his and savouring every moment. How amazing it felt! To finally be able to give into ones feelings of sheer passion and lust! She wanted him, he would be all that she ever wanted. Her hands were everywhere in the heat of the moment, running down his cheek, all over his back...
....They were on her bed....
This thought only made her want to take the agony of being away from him...well, away. She sighed happing on feeling his hand bring itself to rest on her neck. Vivian deepend their kiss more, she didn't care about anything else, about anyone else. She and Arthur were in love and no one or nothing was going to take it from them!
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Post by Vivian on Jan 2, 2012 6:11:36 GMT -5
Vivian shifted slightly in her seat, her father's hand placing itself on her knee to make her stop. She was sooooooooooooooooo bored with having to meet and greet various visitors who gave her no joy or intrest whatsoever. Just smouldering looks and then surprised ones when her father would catch them. Apparently some Prince was arriving from somewhere that she never knew exsisted. Why she had to be there was beyond her, especially when all she was made to do was sit there and listen. In all honesty she'd rather go and spend hours sitting with her maid Martha, who was as dull as dishwater. That option right now seemed to be the better end of the deal.
King Olaf leant into her ear. "Vivian! stop fidgiting!" "Im fidgiting because im bored!"
"Then make yourself be less bored, we're expecting guests and I expect you to act like the Lady that you are." he told her and looked up as the doors to the hall opened. A messenger scuttling in and whispering something to Olaf who nodded. Well...if her father had told her to make herself less bored then of course she must...time to play the Princess card and have a little fun. At least the meeting would be more bearable.
Their guest was here. Let the fun begin.
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Post by Vivian on Oct 10, 2011 16:49:15 GMT -5
Vivian sighed as she could feel something on her cheek. It felt like someone was stroking it! As she woke she came face to face with him. Her one true love – now and forever. “My love!” she gasped as she saw him lying there beside her.
But how had he managed to get in without being seen? Not that it mattered – nothing mattered anymore. Just Vivian and Arthur. And he looked even more handsome than when she last laid eyes on him. Everything about him was perfection. His eye, his hair, HIS FACE. Even the chicken and beans he had brought last night were adorable!!! How had she ever rejected him when he had chicken! CHICKEN!! Chicken was the food of love, and the beans complimented it even more. She made a mental note to ask him to bring them to her again that evening.
Vivian looked at Arthur with excitement, adoration, love, hunger – everything that she could possibly describe. It was all running through her mind at the moment! She wanted him, she needed him, she had to have him now or she was going to scream!!! Vivian never thought she could truly feel this way about anyone. Arthur was her heart and soul, and she would gladly carve his name into her heart should they ever be parted.
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Post by Vivian on Oct 10, 2011 14:33:27 GMT -5
The next morning….
Vivian yawned and opened her eyes. Oh what a beautiful morning it was! There had never been one like it! And all because of Arthur, Arthur Pendragon her one true love! It was just meant to be! She couldn’t eat! Nor would she sleep until she felt his lips on hers ! Her heart ached at the thought of them being so near, yet so far to one another. Vivian giggled and bounced around on her bed, “Arthur, Arthur, Arthur” she jumped with excitement, saying his name over and over again as though it were a song! Vivian felt like singing, singing of her love straight from the tallest turret of the castle, to the whole of Camelot! Everyone should know of her feelings! Her love for him, and how true it rang.
Skipping around her room a fair few times had become a new hobby for over an hour at least. Just the thought of Arthur was bringing joy to her, and she HAD to see him! Trickler had suggested that she should go in her nightdress, that was all well and good as she would look far more desirable for Arthur! Vivian ran down the hallways and skidded to a halt outside Arthur’s door. In her hand was a rose. He had to like flowers! Who didn’t! she sniffed the rose and sneezed, it did not matter – nothing mattered except their love! She banged on the door only to be met with the servant boy. What was his name? Martin? She didn’t care, she just wanted to see Arthur! He was not there? How dreadful! She would just have to wait until he returned. Barging past Martin, Marvin…whatever…she jumped on his bed and rolled herself around in the sheets. Oh how they smelt so wonderful! Of Arthur! She grabbed a pillow and sniffed it, hesitating slightly to make sure that it smelt the same. And oh how it did! It was miraculous!
Merlin was now making all the excuses for her to leave, but she would not be moved! Not until her love was in sight! And then, darkness.
Arthur Pendragon was in her dreams once more. And what beautiful dreams they were. They were chasing after one another through a field of beautiful wild flowers. Of course she was teasing him so as he could catch her and take her in his arms. “Oh Arthur! How beautiful love can be!” she sighed as they lay together in between the flowers of the field, so high that no one would ever see them. “We shall be together until the end of time.”
Dreams, how lovely they were.
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Post by Vivian on Oct 10, 2011 14:12:24 GMT -5
He was holding her, and by the shoulders! How romantic! She gazed longingly into his eyes as he spoke about how she shouldn’t be there, about what could happen should her father or his catch them. “I shall never let them come between us” she sighed happily, “We are in love, we are meant to be! Surely everyone can see that! And if our fathers try to part us again then I shall not rest until I am in your arms again. Oh Arthur, can you not see how much this pains me?” she looked at him in desperation. “
“Our last separation had me going mad! I carved our names into tree trunks! I embroidered a blanket with your face on it! all from memory too! not that i would ever forget you..." she pouted, "Oh the last year was just awful!” she cried.
The past year had been torment for her. She had spent many days just moping around the castle – thinking of Arthur, dreaming of Arthur, wanting Arthur, Arthur, Arthur, Arthur. He was the only one who she wanted. “I can’t bear the thought of being apart again! I would kill myself if I couldn’t see you again!” She freed herself from his grasp and walked aimlessly over to the table, running her fingers across it. “Can you not see how much I love you? How we are meant to be?” she asked and walked back towards him.
With a quick and unexpected shove on his behalf she pushed him onto the bed and literally dived on him! “weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!” she squealed as she landed on him. “Oh my love, you are like the warmest of pillows! So soft and snuggly! I could lie here all day on you!”
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Post by Vivian on Oct 10, 2011 14:02:17 GMT -5
Once again she slammed the door in his face. Would he ever take the hint and see that she wasn’t in the slightest bit interested in him! The nerve! Giving her flowers and bringing beans! Ergh! It was disgusting! Vivian neither cared for petty little things such as these – she had no idea why people went on about how grand love was. It wasn’t – it was just…well it should be outlawed! Vivian shuddered as Arthur hammered on the door asking for five minutes. HA! He wasn’t having so much as five seconds with her, let alone five minutes!
“Go away! And take your chicken with you!” she yelled and sat herself back down at her vanity. She pushed her shoulders back more and looked down at her chest. “Hmmm….not bad” she gave herself a satisfied look, and began to brush her hair again. There was no more noise from outside – thankfully Arthur had gone now, or so she hoped. Vivian got up and opened the door, looking up and down the hallway, before down at the floor incase he’d left his gesture at her door. Thankfully the beans and Arthur were long gone. She breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door again. “Destiny…” she huffed, “Chicken! Of all the nerve!” she started to complain and rant about Arthur to herself. He’d been a much different character when she’d arrived, then again of course he’d have fallen for her. She was after all very pretty, so it was obvious that something like this was going to happen. Vivian knew she should’ve prepared herself more for this. Next thing would be that he was proposing to her. Ewwwww. Vivian Pendragon really did not sound amazing – no matter how many other women wanted to be Arthur’s bride. She for one most certainly did not, and would never be!
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Post by Vivian on Oct 10, 2011 13:46:45 GMT -5
Vivian was growing tired of waiting. Where was he? Her one and only love! How could he tease her so by making her wait!! He had to return to his room sometime and she would stick to waiting for him there! Oh how thrilled he would be to see her in all her beauty lying across his bed. She sniffed one of his pillows again and fell back onto the mattress. It smelt of man, of Arthur, pure Arthur. How wonderful life was!
Finally! The door opened and there he was! Hurrying in so excitedly! It was obvious that he missed her and wanted to take her in his arms again. Oh those strong muscles. How she longed for him to hold her and never let go. He let out a small ‘aah!”. Worriedly – Vivian rushed to him.
“My love! Are you alright? I did not mean to scare you!” she flung her arms around him. A nice toned stomach, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. “Hold me and never let me go again!” she cried and tightened her grip on him. He was hers forever.
She looked up at him and grinned, “and we are alone at last…oh how…how wonderful!” she felt very light as though she were walking on air. With a content sigh, Vivian snuggled into his chest once more.
Note: OH YEAH!!!! VIV IS BACK IN BUSINESS!!!
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Post by Vivian on May 4, 2011 12:01:38 GMT -5
“Your love? Not now nor ever!” her eyes widened! She was disgusted by that term! By the thought in itself! Her and Arthur! Pffffft! That would be the day! What on earth was he talking about! Surely he wasn’t that infatuated with her already??!! She’d been here but a day and already he was stalking her! She leant lazily against the door.
Arthur was now saying that her father didn’t scare him? Well clearly he didn’t know him that well at all! “You will do when he’s running at you with a knife in his hand! I’ve seen it before” she justified the situation, raising her brows and giving him a small warning glare just to show exactly how serious she was. If her father so much as saw Arthur talking to her now then there would be hell to pay. Not that she was thinking about the prince’s welfare or anything. She knew what her father could be like and she didn’t want a repeat of what happened with Lord Gregory’s son.
She saw Arthur’s expression change. At least the message of that was getting through a little bit.
ooc: sorry it's so short!
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Post by Vivian on May 4, 2011 11:48:01 GMT -5
Fair? Play? She couldn’t help but giggle, “you know I never play fair Arthur” she teased and set about carrying on counting. It was boring and she skipped a few numbers, well…just 7 or 8 so as she could find him quicker.
“Ten…IM COMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!”
She squealed and looked around, “Arthur?” she called. The door was open so obviously he’d gone out. She hurried to the doorway and looked up and down the corridor. No one was in sight, which was obvious - this was a game of hide and seek after all.
“ARTHUR!” she called.
How silly! This was all part of the game! He wasn’t supposed to reply! She had to seek him out for crying out loud! Immediately Vivian was out the door and running down the hallway, looking in all the hidden alcoves, behind the curtains – throwing doors open to rooms that looked as though they hadn’t been cleaned in years.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARTHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!” She squealed at the top of her voice as she ran down the hallway. He had to be somewhere! She was sure that she’d raised a few eyebrows of the guards who were guarding each of the king’s rooms, but she didn’t care. She had to seek out her love!
Vivian felt her heart ache. All she wanted to do was throw him down on the bed and jump on him! Ravenous from the year of being apart. She wanted him. Every part of him. His heart, soul…body…lord even his feet! As long as she had him! She wanted to have his hands running all over her body again, just like he’d done when he’d climbed into her chambers! It had been wonderful!
She decided to go to his chambers. He could be there – and if he weren’t, then he would have to come back sometime. Then they could alone, with a table, a bed and oh so many possibilities! Vivian found the door she was looking for and opened it. Sneaking inside. There she would wait until her love returned. Then, he would finally be hers for all time!
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Post by Vivian on Apr 28, 2011 14:56:12 GMT -5
Vivian wanted to literally ram Arthur’s face into the door in an attempt to actually knock some sense into him! But she couldn’t, because he was the prince. Now he’d opened the door raving on about the beans and meat that he had brought for her.
“Beans make my stomach ache” she’d wanted to say, but couldn’t. She’d also wanted to dump them over Arthur’s head, but knew this wasn’t exactly lady like. No – she had to keep strong and keep turning him away. Beans? Beans for heavens sake! Beans were not romantic! Neither was chicken, but yet Arthur seemed to have this crazy idea that it would instantly make her fall for him. Over her dead body!
“Go away!” she rolled her eyes and flounced back over to the door, “My father will kill you if he finds you here”.
Her father would even dig Arthur’s grave, bury him and then dance on top of it, if it had meant taking down any man who came within a certain radius of her. She remembered Lord Gregory’s son. He’d tried to kiss Vivian at her birthday celebrations when they were both ten years old. Just a little peck on the cheek. Olaf had seen and had run at the boy brandishing a knife around his head. Vivian and the other guests had watched on in shock – Olaf had even thrown down his gauntlet in front of the boy!
She’d never seen Lord Gregory or his son again. Vivian had always thought her father had killed them both but thankfully now she knew that he hadn’t. Harsh words were exchanged between both men and that was the end of that.
Now she turned back to Arthur, waiting for an explanation as to why on earth he was there and why he wouldn’t bugger off when she wanted him too!
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Post by Vivian on Apr 26, 2011 14:04:40 GMT -5
Vivian squealed with delight when Arthur announced that it was his way of telling her that he wanted to play the game. “Oooooh I love games” she almost jumped up and down on the spot. Her love was back! And he was hers! Oh this was like being in heaven itself!
"Why limit the possible hiding locations to your chambers. Why not extend it to the entire castle!"
She frowned,” But that would take me forever to find you – and I swear that if I lost you again I would die Arthur!” she grabbed his tunic and pulled him close to her face, “die!” she repeated and pouted, “please don’t put me through that again!”. What use was playing a game if you couldn’t find the other person so easily? Pointless.
"Which is why I need you to count to a higher number. So that it will be a fair game and give me a substantial amount of time to hide."
Vivian nodded slowly, “Ok” she nodded and then dived onto her bed, “how about I count and then after…oh I don’t know…one second you come over here and jump on me!” she smirked playfully. “I’ll hide behind this pillow, and then that will count as you seeking me out” she grabbed one of the pillows and hid her face behind it, her eyes peeking over the top at him.
“So turn around, close your eyes and start counting. No peeking!"
She giggled and threw the pillow to one side. “Fine! but im not turning around.” With that she began to count, “One…two…seven…”
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Post by Vivian on Apr 20, 2011 14:39:30 GMT -5
Unfortunately her fears were confirmed when she heard Arthur’s voice through the door.
Destiny and WHAT?
Did he just say chicken? Chicken??!! He was clearly nuts. How could anyone not see it! Great – what an irritating end to an even more irritating day. She wouldn’t be surprised if Arthur actually was present in her dreams that night – he was like a leech!
Vivian rolled her eyes. Couldn’t he leave her be for five minutes? She was seriously considering having her room guarded – Arthur needed retaining, or a muzzle at least.
She got up and walked to the door, throwing it open with a displeased look on her face. He appeared to look up right away; obviously he smelt under his arms before she’d opened the door - Very classy. “What a beautiful combination, eh?”
There was hardly anything beautiful about Arthur standing there with a plate of chicken and checking for sweat patches! She looked him up and down and then slammed the door in his face. For crying out loud he needed someone else to find to be freaky with – perhaps she could rope Gwen into having Arthur stalk her for a change. All Vivian wanted was some peace away from annoying princes who thought that a chicken could win her over!
She heard the door open as she walked back to her dresser and turned. Wasn’t he ever going to give up!!!! Now he was talking about what was a bit cold and something else – she didn’t care, she didn’t want to listen – all she wanted was to go back to brushing her hair.
Vivian stalked back to the door where Arthur was hovering, trying to be the persistent male that he was. Once again she was repeating herself.
“Go away!”
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Post by Vivian on Apr 20, 2011 14:19:29 GMT -5
"Lady Vivian,"
She felt the butterflies rise and flap around madly in her stomach. His words made her float on air, even if it were no physically possible.
“I love it when you same my name” she pressed her finger to his lips, “shhhh now – call me Vivvy” she smiled, “after all we’ve been through, I hardly doubt that we need to bother with the formalities anymore”.
She giggled, “neither was the time when you ended up in my chambers, but we still had time to come together as one, even if my father did interrupt” she wrinkled her nose and tapped his nose with her finger gently.
She then saw his face and his next words were not exactly the ones that she wanted to hear “Arthy?” she pouted, “but who cares for what our fathers think – it is about how much we love each other!” she cried and clung onto him. “Once we are married, everything will change – my father will see you for the man who you really are! My love, my one and only – my sweetness and light!” she giggled again at this thought.
Marriage! And children! Lots of little mini Arthur’s and Vivian’s running around – blonde hair reflecting against the sunlight and blue eyes like the biggest of lakes known to any man. Oh how she was annoyed at her father for barging in on them when Arthur had been in their chambers! "We need to move past this and accept that your father will never let it be. For the sake of our kingdoms, we must stay apart!" she heard Arthur say.
“No” she whined, “I have waited a year for you to return to me! I cannot lose you now! You are my everything Arthur! My one and only hearts desire until the day I die! And I shall do everything in my power to see that I will never let you leave my side again”.
Vivian was a strong and determined woman. Her father would regret the day that he would try to take Arthur away from her again, or visa versa. On hearing that he had a surprise for her, she clapped her hands excitedly and closed her eyes.
“One…what is it my love? Two…three…four…where are you?…five…ten…im waiiiiiitiiiiiiing…oh I give up twenty!” she opened her eyes to find him not there, but making his way to the door. “Hey!” she pouted, “That’s not fair!” she headed on after him.
“I can’t let my Arthy warthy escapey wapey from me again,” she cooed,
“Oooooh! Wait!!! Is this your way of telling me that you want to play our hide and seek game?”
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Post by Vivian on Apr 18, 2011 14:17:21 GMT -5
âYou should really take it off Lady Vivian,"
He was concerned that the chain mail was straining her! Vivian almost fainted with joy when he suggested this. âCan you help me then?â she smirked playfully at him. She didnât care whether Gwen was watching or not, now. No one could ruin this joyful moment with her love.
"Guinevère, would you mind assisting her in removing it?"
WHAT? Now he was teasing her. âThereâs nothing to be shy about Arthur â besides itâs nothing that you havenât seen beforeâ she giggled remembering what had happened and almost happened in her chambers when sheâd visited Camelot last.
She waved her hand at Gwen. âI donât need any help thank you â I think I can do just fine taking this off myselfâ¦waitâ¦didnât I already dismiss you?â she asked curiously, âReally Gwen, you should listen to instructions moreâ she rolled her eyes.
"She is staying Lady Vivian, I think it would be best for you to leave."
Her? Leave? Why should Gwen stay and she be pushed away from him? If this was a game then she didnât like the idea of it one bit! âWhy?â Vivian demanded as she allowed the chain mail to fall to the floor with a clang, âYou and I need some time alone Arthur â away from the prying eyes and gossip from servants â unless Gwen really enjoys watching such moments, which in my view is quite...distastefulâ. She told him, straightening herself out.
Vivian chuckled to herself, âbesides, itâs not like youâre in love with her or anything! Youâre in love with me â arenât you?â she trailed off and looked at them both, pouting slightly.
âArthur?â
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Post by Vivian on Apr 18, 2011 14:03:24 GMT -5
She had bored herself long enough with embroidery and whatnot for one evening. Now she was brushing her hair for the fifth time that day and waiting for Gwen to come and help her ready herself to retire for the evening.
She was sure that her tiresome attitude was because Prince Arthur had done nothing but stalk her all day! Flowers? Really? It was so cliché when trying to make an effort. Plus she didn’t like flowers, they made her sneeze. Vivian was surprised that for the rest of the afternoon she hadn’t heard or seen him. On returning to her room she’d been quite certain that within the hour he’d be doing something like serenading her outside her window or getting down on one knee to propose. That thought made her feel physically sick, and Vivian had found that she couldn’t eat anything for supper because of it.
She looked at herself in the mirror. It was quite obvious to see why Arthur was trailing her like a little lost puppy. She was beautiful after all – her hair and eyes being her best feature if she thought so herself. Not that she was big headed. She brushed a thick section of her hair and smiled to herself. Yes, she knew why Arthur was following her. Because she was irresistible to men in general.
“Hmm” she admired herself in the mirror, satisfied with what she saw. “I quite like my hair today”.
Then there was a knock at the door. Vivian stopped what she was doing immediately. Who was knocking at this…oh no…please not him.
“Who is it?” she called out
Please not him, please not him. Please please please not him!
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