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Post by Edward Teach on Jul 27, 2016 19:51:20 GMT -8
Tasha blinked softly "Lady of the Isle is a little girl?" she looked confused. She moved forward to read the plaque.
The plaque read: “Here lies the Princess Layla, last of the Sylvan Elves as Fated decreed to await her husband from time out of knowing. He will be the lording son of a charcoaled skinned pirate and a gods kissed Lord of his lands. They, together, shall bring an age of prosperity to their people.” Edward let out a low long whistle.
Tasha read the plaque and her eyes widened. Mouth dropped agape as one hand covered her mouth, the other dropped to her stomach. "Is...it talking about our son?"
Shaking his head he answered, “It would seem so. I do not know how I feel about this.” Thinking for a moment, “Though his could certainly explain your dream of someone taking our son from us. They say that's what all mothers feel about their daughter-in-laws.” Oh, he was not about to lessen the security precautions he had placed, the reminded himself mentally.
Tasha gripped her stomach softly " Maybe...I don't know...."Something didn't sit right with her. She fell to her knees for a moment as her breath came out as a cloud of frost. "Ed...ward...I feel...sleepy..." she collapsed to the ground.
Sweeping her up into his arms, he hurriedly left, pulling the walls and ceiling of the corridor down behind him. He didn't stop till he was back at the camp. He didn't even bother with trying a kiss this time. He shouted at Sammie to keep Roon away and took her into the tent and began undressing her.
Tasha went pale as a ghost. Her breathing slowed as if she were in a deep sleep.
He finally got her clothes of and bringing heat to his skin to warm her he began making love to her as gently as he cold. He held her and loved her and was desperate not to stop till she was awake and perfect as always under him.
Tasha gasped a breath of air into her lungs as her color returned. Eyes opened as she tried to come to her senses.
He finally allowed himself to release and rolled to his side and crushed her into himself, raising the ambient temperature in the tent. “My love, my life, star of my heart, are you alright?”
Tasha nodded weakly. panting softly as she looked to him. "Yeah...I think so..."
He looked to her sternly and said, “Now I know you are not going to try and tell me this is normal for a pregnant woman or that the magic protecting that cave would attack the mother, carrying their long awaited husband.” Looking away he said more softly, “I'm afraid that in my fear for anything harming you I collapsed the tunnel into that chamber. When the time comes it will be more difficult for him.”
Tasha looked to him softly "I don't know what it was...I just felt fuzzy. Like I was falling on a cloud....then I woke up here..."
He looked concerned and decided to summon the Crone when they got back home to have a good look at her.
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Post by Edward Teach on Jul 27, 2016 19:57:36 GMT -8
Tasha stayed close to him as they journeyed back. She was quiet for the most part.
As soon as they docked and before they even disembarked he sent a runner to summon the Crone up to their suites in the Manor.
Tasha was unnaturally quiet during this entire trip home. She seemed out of it, despite how he revived her and healed her. "Edward...you don't think something bad happened do you?" she asked concerned.
He looked her straight in the eye and for he first time in a long time used her name, “Natasha, you have to tell me what's going on. Any feelings or strange happenings. Dreams you haven't told me.” His voice cracked as she said, “And if you don't feel safe telling me, at least tell the Crone.”
Tasha her eyes widened. "I....I feel...something is going to happen sug...I don't know..." her hand rested upon her stomach. "I don't know if its good...or bad...."
He groaned and said, picking her up in his arms regardless of any protests, “You are wedded to a gods touched and carry his child in your womb. Not to mention your own sensitivity, the hoodoo I saw you preform. No, nothing can be taken for granted wife.”
Tasha nodded softly. "I know....I risked a lot trying to protect you from that thing....." curled into his arms as he carried her.
“Perhaps, but we will face it together. Just remember my final vows to you at our wedding; 'My blood before your blood, my life before your life and my breast forever your shield.”
Tasha nodded softly as she cupped his cheek. She could hear the murmuring of the staff as the doors opened for them at the manor. Roon and Sammie trailing shortly behind. Both worried. He carried her up to their suites and laid her in their bed. He started undressing her. Tasha her breath shook as he undressed her. Fear evident in her eyes. A look he had never truly seen before. After undressing her, he began to undress himself. When he was about half done, the Crone walked in, nude. He looked at her and just started explaining the history and the situation and everything else he could think that was relevant. When he finished the Crone looked at him curiously, you do not look away from and old woman's body in disgust m'Lord, much kinder than most.” She then turned her attention to Tasha. Tasha didn't look to the Crone with disgust either. She just looked frightened. "Thank you for coming, Crone..." her voice was soft.... The Crone set to prodding and poking her, looking into her eyes, putting her ear to her chest and then to her womb. She even checked between her legs and asked her to make water. She than asked her to tell her everything she had felt from the beginning. The whole time Edward stood in the corner, arms crossed. Tasha winced sometimes when she poked and prodded. It was quite uncomfortable. She told her everything. To the dreams that came true to what happened up till now. She told her of the small pain she had coming down the stairs but she just dismissed it as just normality. The Crone nodded and looked to Edward and then back Tasha. "There be nothing physically wrong with you. I sense something, mystical, but with his Lordship being, well I don't know what he is." ” Nephilim” Edward whispered. The Crones eye grew large and then nodded as if that explained everything. "With him being what he is, it could interfere with my senses or that he as poured so much pure life force into you it has awakened or strengthened some latent talent, like Dreaming. I do know that, and mind you I am only assuming, as long as his Lordship remains your lover, you should not have ANY of the symptoms of being with child, but getting large and cease of your moon's cycle.” Tasha nodded softly "And the labor pains will be gone too?" she asked. “Gone? No, but greatly lessened as long as his Lordship is there to give you his kisses. They always help with labor pains.” She thought again for a moment, “Considering how this babe was conceived and what his Lordship is, it might be something else too. Then all bets are off.” Edward spoke up then, “They say my mother felt no pain, not even as she bleed to death birthing me.” Tasha nodded softly. "I just hope....I don't share the same fate as your mother..." she said solemnly.... He looked at her with an undefinable sadness in his eyes. “My love you have something my mother did not. A grown male Nephilim who is committed to keeping you alive and whole.” He looked to the Crone and said, “Crone, please join my family for dinner here and please while here, call me Edward.” The old woman looked so shocked Tasha was almost afraid she would faint. “O .. On.. Only if you call me Ester my Lord." Tasha grunted as she sat up. "Yes, Ester, join us for dinner." Ester grinned as she curtsied, holding out skirts she was not wearing, “Yes my Lady, you do me honor.” by Natasha Teach the Lady Rosehire and |
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Post by Edward Teach on Jul 28, 2016 18:32:55 GMT -8
Tasha was reassured that there was nothing wrong with herself or the baby. She slowly arose after Ester accepted the dinner invitation. She went to the bathroom to wash up from the adventure. She let the sink run, the steam fogging up the mirror as she stood, hands on either side of the sink. Staring absently at the mirror at her own reflection. She was worried still, even with the reassurance that all was okay.
When she came back out, she saw Edward and the Crone at the table in the sitting room they often let double as a dining table, making small talk. He was smiling and quite openly and honestly answering some basic questions about his nature as a Nephilim. Seeing Tasha enter he room Ester stood and once again curtsied, holding out non-existent skirts.
Tasha couldn't help but to laugh as she saw her curtsy. So she bowed, rather stiffly and probably over exaggerating it a bit.
Ester looked at her curiously and then just chalked it up to her foreign ways. She waited till Tasha was seated and asked, “Ok, I had heard the rumors about the clothing matter in town and that you two had some fine fights over it.” Grinning conspiratorially she leaned forward and asked, “Now either he won you over, which you have to tell me how or you just let him think he won in which case I understand completely.”
Tasha chuckled softly "Clothing issue? You mean the lack there of?" She smiled softly as she sat down, "Frankly, we're just tired of fighting about it...We don't necessarily see eye to eye about it. But its just going around in circles so.." She shrugged.
Ester chuckled, “So you just caved?” Shaking her head she looks over to Edward inspecting him and when her eyes hit his lap she cackled a laugh, “Though I suppose I can see why. I mean what woman wouldn't want to see that regularly?”
Tasha blushed softly. She leaned over to Ester "And that's not even when he's excited." she murmured to her.
She cackled all the louder. Rubbing a tear from her eye, she said, “If I were 60 years younger girlie”, looking back at him she reconsider, “Well, maybe 50....”
Tasha laughed until her stomach hurt.
Looking like she wanted to broach a serious and delicate subject she leaned into Tasha and whispered, “If it ever becomes needful to heal him or build him up... I know several women who are discreet and would love to give back to our Lord. Have heard what he did during the plague?”
Tasha nodded softly, rubbing her stomach as the muscles were still firm from the laughter. She exhaled softly. "Yes...that might be helpful..."
Edward sat back smiling, “I can hear you, you know.” and with a mischievous look in his eye offhandedly suggested, “You know Ester, I could knock a few decades off of you. 30, maybe 40 years. Not too many, we still want you to be the Crone after all.” He looked to his wife as if he had made a fine joke. Ester's face was a blank mask.
Tasha laughed softly as she knew he was joking. "Oh yes....smooth away a wrinkle here....maybe perk up those breasts a bit...." she grinned as she reached for her drink.
Ester sat there mouth agape like a hooked bass.
Tasha couldn't help it and busted up laughing.
Finally Ester got her comportment back and lifted a withered breast and shook it at him, “Go ahead, take 30 years off. Even in my 60's I could have given almost any of these girls a run for their money.” Looking back to Tasha she said, “The shame of the matter of it is, once you've really and truly figured out how to use it, no one wants it anymore.”
Tasha nodded, settling down finally,,, "Yeah "
At that point Sammie and Roon entered the room just as the doors to the main hall opened and Katherine entered and began undressing, though still plainly somewhat embarrassed. Edward made introductions. “Ester, Sammie you already know, but you have not properly met our daughter Roon yet and only had formal contact with my sister Katherine. Everybody this is Ester, the town Crone.” Ester nodded all around. Katherine looked startled and started dressing again and said, “I really only came by to check on Natasha, I had heard there was an issue.” Everybody else either took Ester's presence in stride or displayed only mild surprise at finding her here. Roon however was enraptured, she had never seen someone so old before and it absorbed her whole attention.
Tasha smiled watching the interactions between her daughter and Ester. She looked to Katherine. "Yes, I am okay, thanks to Edward. He got me out of there quickly."
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Post by Edward Teach on Jul 28, 2016 18:42:25 GMT -8
Katherine smiled, yes Edward, always Edward. She wondered if there was a crisis in any of their lives that Edward didn't face down, win or lose. He gave so much. She looked down at her half dressed form. She knew this was important to him. She could understand his reasons, though some how they … She still felt nervous. But it was important to him and it meant so much to him last night for her to come, to try. Sighing she started undressing again. What was a little pride beside what he was always giving? Besides, she had been to the sauna with other women, been swimming with other women. This was no different, except Edward, but he was Edward, her Edward. She finished undressing and went to embrace him and kiss him on the cheek. She embraced Tasha too. She popped Roon on the back of the head, “Staring is rude, honey.”
Tasha hugged Katherine softly. She smiled softly to her family.
Roon goggled, Edward laughed, Ester cackled and Sammie started setting the table. Edward moved Roon to his lap and whispered in her ear. She just looked up at him with a serious look and said to Ester, “I'm sorry, Crone. I've never seen anyone so old before.”
Tasha chuckled softly as she listened to Roon. Her eyes shimmering softly.
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Post by Edward Teach on Jul 28, 2016 18:55:11 GMT -8
Edward watched them with a protective affection in his eyes. This was family, this was love. After they had well started their meal, he started telling them about the cave and what they found in there. He carefully watched them for reactions.
Tasha allowed him to tell the tale of the sleeping Elven Princess. They were all enthralled and entranced by what he described. Roon listened with wide eyes and mouth agape.
He sat there and waited for the story to sink in, waiting for their reactions.
Tasha smiled softly as she kept her eyes on him. Roon blinked "Really?! There's a girl sleeping there? Is she gonna marry my brother?" Roon blinked "How can she marry him, he's still in mommy's tummy?" She looked confused.
Edward smiled at her innocence and answered, “She will sleep there, as she is, till he grows up to at least her age and can claim her.”
Tasha her hand rested upon her stomach absentmindedly. The only sign of her pregnancy was a very small bump that would be confused for a little bit of stomach pooch. But with how athletic she was, that wasn't what it was. Her thumb stroked on the skin softly as she looked upon her husband and daughter with love in her eyes. Roon took a moment then nodded. "Can I go play?" Tasha looked down.
Edward lifted her from his lap and set her on her feet, swatting her bottom. “Go have fun and keep out of mischief.” He watched her retreating form with a dreamy smile on his face, knowing soon enough there would be a second child for her to play with. When she was gone, he turned back to the table and said, “So ladies, your thoughts?”
Tasha remained quiet as Sammie blinked. Not sure of what to say. Katherine blinked "You aren't really going to risk your son and my nephew to this....this prophecy are you?"
Edward looked up startled, “By the time he would claim her, he will have reached his age of ascension and if he chooses this as one of his seven labors to prove his manhood, I can't stop him. You know that sister.”
Katherine nodded softly. "I know that, brother..." she still looked worried. Tasha ate a little before reclining to sip her drink.
He snorted, “Besides, sister, I know you don't know it, but I am still only on my fifth self appointed labor. Returning our family's status. Yet, I don't think it much matters, with both father and grandfather gone there is no male of the previous generations to recognize me as a man when I complete all seven. Not that I ever really expected any differently. I always knew I would out live everyone I loved.” He took a breath, shaking off a cold specter. Taking Tasha's hand, he looked to her eyes; “But as long as my wife remains “close” to me I will always have a loved one at my side to see my seven labors complete and me a man, even if there is no one to recognize me so.”
Tasha smiled, enclosing her hand around his. "Well, since there is no man in your family left to recognize you....what of an elder of the village?" she suggested.
He quoted, “Flesh of his flesh and blood of his blood, only may he be named and only by a scion of his line.”
Tasha frowned softly. "Well....it was a thought..."
He shrugged, as if it meant absolutely nothing to him and returned to his original question. “What do we make of our son's fated wife?”
Tasha exhaled softly "Im not sure. Of course I am wary. I don't know much about the race she belongs to....but if its what he wants when he's older, I would be supportive. Should we tell him of this or let him discover it on his own?"
“I think withholding the information would be a mistake. He would feel as if we deceived him when he found out. Too, I am proof one can live and flourish with an unusual destiny.” Edward offered. The Crone nodded sagely and Katherine looked on in horror. Sammie, feeling she had no place to a say anything, remained silent.
Tasha looked upon him. "I think so too...."
Ester looked up and asked Sammie, “And what say you child?” Sammie answered, “I am not part of the family. Its not my place to say anything, Crone.”
Tasha smiled softly "Yes you are, Sammie. You are every bit as much a part of this family as I am. You have taken my last name that I carried before I married Edward. You are my sister."
Sammie blushed. Edward, knowing what his heart burst to say, waited to see his wife's reaction and was done proud. He said in a soft voice, “Sammie, family is more than blood. When I was most in need and at my weakest, who was there to help Natasha with me?” Looking to Tasha, “If it were olden times, I would name you official Consort making formally, next best thing to sister to my wife. But, not just are those days past, I fear it may insult my wife. You are one of us, and part of us. Speak.” Eyes wide with tears, Sammie gulped. “O.Ok. It seems to me that you are trying to decide things for him. When time comes he will have to choose. I say tell him from the very start, but always warning him he will have to choose. It will be his decision and he will have to live with the consequences.”
Tasha smiled as she nodded "Very sound reasoning. I agree with you, Sister." she smiled reaching out to squeeze her hand.
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Post by Edward Teach on Jul 28, 2016 19:04:35 GMT -8
The Crone looked at Edward as if seeing him for the first time and then at Tasha the same way. She grunted, “My Lord, I knew you were different for every other Lord in my long memory, but, not just how different. You do not despise the commoners. Instead you make us family. And you have chosen a wife after your own heart. I am glad I have lived long enough to see such a Lord.” She finished with a tear in her eye.
Tasha smiled softly "I would love for both of you to become officially our family. Edward could always use a grandmotherly like figure to kick his posterior into shape when things hit the fan and I'm not here to. And I would love you, Sammie, to become my sister, just as Edward has suggested. You are our family. And you forget, I was no born a noble. I am ever much a commoner as you are." she smiled.
The Crone laughed and said, “I am the Crone, part of every family and apart from every family, but thank you Natasha.” Edward looked to Sammie and said, 'The choice is yours, Sammie. Though not having the absoluteness of marriage, it is not far off.” Katherine was starting to get green at the gills and reached out to grab Edward's wrist. “That is a very old custom, brother, and not universally looked upon with favor.”
Tasha looked to Katherine for a moment. She smiled taking Edward's hand and Sammie's. "Well, then short from being official; with just us we are family. Whatever goes on here is between us and our family. Besides, if others disapprove of it as such then they can just blow it out of a whale's rear end." she smiled. "It is my wish to see my family happy. I just want the best for them. If Sammie will have it. I would have her as my sister, lover or consort. She took Edward's hand and Sammie's and united their hands.
Edward got that mulely look of determination again. “Sister, I would not hide my family, any of them for public opinion. The three of us will likely vastly out live any detractors anyway. But as it does not affect me alone, I will defer to the ladies.”
Tasha nodded softly "Then so be it..." she smiled softly. "Welcome to the family." She leaned forward and kissed Sammie who looked very shocked and blushed deep scarlet. Katherine blinked softly as she was completely uncomfortable right now.
Edward laughed and dragged his sister into his lap and comforted her for all the world like he was the older of the two and by a far margin. “Sister, all will be well, and all is well and all manner of things will be well.” Looking to the other women at the table he said. “The proclamation naming Sammie Bloodsmire as official Consort to the Lord and Lady Roseshire will go out with the dawn, provided of course that Sammie accepts.”
Katherine stiffened a bit. blushing just as much as Sammie. Sammie nodded softly as she swallowed. Tasha stood softly as she gathered her dishes and placed them on the cart for the servants. She always helped out as she could. "Excuse me...." she smiled as she headed to the bathroom.
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Post by Edward Teach on Jul 28, 2016 19:12:12 GMT -8
Edward pulled his sister in closer to his chest and hugged her tightly, whispering in her ear. “Sister, trust me. You now know what I am and what I am capable of. I will protect our family. I know you and our brothers and sisters always believed my quest to restore our family status a fools errand that could not be completed in a single life time. You know I have more than that and time will see us through any rumor or disapproval.” He looked at her a little sadly, knowing that some day he would loose her.
Katherine looked somber. "I know that Eddie...." she sighed softly as she lingered with him for a moment. before getting up. "If you would excuse me....I have preparations to make to prepare for tomorrows proclamation..."
Holding her hand as long as he could he looked at her with a deep sadness in his eyes. “Katherine, my dear sweet Katherine, you see these things in terms of a few weeks or months or even a single lifetime. I have to take a much longer view. I am sorry that my new found acceptance of that fact so disturbs you. Oh, Katherine, my beloved sister, I do love you more than all the others.”
Katherine smiled holding his hand. "I know....I won't be here very long....a very short time compared to you and your family. I'm just trying to make my last days or years pleasant for you as I know I will just be a memory for you." She leaned down and kissed his cheek. "I love you, Edward." she slowly turned to dress herself before she parted.
He looked down and away from her as she dressed, a tear falling down his face. He hated himself but forced himself to say, “You can be here a long long time to enjoy our life with us.”
Katherine was fully dressed now. "Nothing lives forever. Not even a dishonored old maid like me..." she smiled softly before she left silently.
When Tasha returned the Crone had excused herself and tears were freely flowing down Edward's face. Sammie looked completely flummoxed.
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Post by Edward Teach on Jul 28, 2016 19:18:27 GMT -8
Tasha came from the bathroom, a towel around herself. She's dripping wet from a bath. "I'm sorry I was so relaxed in the tub I fell asleep...." she blinked seeing Edward's tears. "Oh my goodness. Sug what's wrong?" she went to him, cupping his face and kissing his tears.
He just stared off into nothing as Sammie explained what happened.
Tasha nodded as Sammie explained. She held Edward to her. Just comforting him.
He woodenly embraced her and pulled her into his lap as he continued to stare into nothing weeping. Sammie excused herself and left them alone. Finally, after an indeterminable amount of time, he asked in a broke, horse voice, “How can anyone choose not to live, given the choice?”
Tasha held him as he held her. "I don't know sug...maybe...she's just at peace with who she is and...at peace with death..." she suggested as she kissed his tears.
He shook his head, “No, I think it is more how it would have to be done. Does she not understand the only pleasure I would draw from it would be to know she would continue to be with me? A maiden still at more than twice the years other women are married with child. Maybe she's just afraid of it now?”
Tasha brushed her fingers along his jaw. "I don't know...." She regarded him softly.
He clung to her fiercely and said in a sneer, “That's the crux of it, isn't it? Who am I do choose who lives or dies, who is sound and who is crippled. Should it not be my duty to freely offer it to any and all? Despite how it would rob me of any life of my own. Should I not give myself over to such a life of slavery? How can I save strangers and not save ones I love like Katherine?”
Tasha grunted as he held to her tightly. She winced a little as she curled her arms around him more. "Maybe its her choice. I don't know. I...I don't know sug...."
A terrified Maggie bursts into the apartments, suppressing a spark of jealousy, she said: “There's a bad storm outside, people are hurt and buildings are collapsing.”
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Post by Edward Teach on Jul 28, 2016 19:30:25 GMT -8
Tasha blinked gasping softly "Oh my goodness..." she moved up out of his arms as she began to get dressed.
Edward sat there shocked for a moment before retrieving his cutlass and running a deep gash down his forearm.
Tasha gasped seeing this. "Edward!" she moved to him quickly half dressed.
Looking up to her almost shouting, “Its me, don't you see? After the transformation the elements are tied much more directly with my emotions. I'm doing this. I have to distract myself from these dark thoughts.” He made another long slash and then another. Maggie gasps and then thuds to the floor, fainting dead away.
She grabbed some towels to put onto his wounds as she moved the blade from his hand. "Yes but hurting yourself doesn't help..." she kissed his lips fiercely. Kissing him deeply.
His wounds healing almost as soon as his flesh was torn opened. He looked up to her. “I'm hurting them. My people, I am causing this.” Tears flowing from his eyes once more.
Tasha grunted softly as she gripped him. "Edward....stop...." as the storm grew more outside she exhaled softly as she sank down. Trembling in pain as her hand rested upon him and her stomach. "You...gotta snap out of it...."
His eyes growing wide he did the only thing he could think of, he retrieved the cutlass and ran it through his own heart. He was dead, for about 90 seconds. But the storm ceased immediately and the babe calmed, it seemed.
Tasha winced as she saw the blade run through his heart. she fell to the ground as he fell...The babe calmed, yes...but she still trembled. "N...No...Edward..." she began to weep.
He started back to life with a moan, “That's never a pleasant experience. I really don't recommend you try it.” Reaching up to the cutlass, the wound healing around the blade, “Could you help me with this? My arms are not quite long enough, it always makes this tricky.”
Tasha nodded, shaking as she took the cutlass and withdrew it from him...She threw the blade down as tears fell in rivers.
He took her in his arms, moving just a little stiffly, “My love, what's wrong, why are you crying? I'm fine as you must have known I would be.”
Tasha trembled in his arms "I...I couldn't...bear to see you die.....even though I know...." she sobbed.
He didn't get up immediately and when he did she saw he struggled a little.
She cried and cried till she tired herself out. When he moved to get up she opened her eyes. She helped him as she wobbled a little.
He kissed her to restore her vitality. He had to support himself, moving from furniture piece to furniture piece going to the wardrobe to dress.
Tasha felt a little better from the kiss. Her cheeks still stained with tears. She helped him dress, slowly...lovingly.
He breathed a resigned sigh, “I'm sorry, my love, coming back from the dead is always a draining experience and not just emotionally.” He smiled his feeble joke at her. “But I must go down to town and see the damage I have wrought. Maggie said there were injured.” He hesitated, “If there are seriously injured, my love?”
Tasha breathed softly as she finished buttoning the last button."Then tend...to our people...." she looked to him full of concern.
His face softened and a sadness entered his eyes, “Natasha, I am sorry. So, very sorry.”
Tasha looked to his eyes as tears filled them anew. "Whatever for, sug?" her voice broke.
He averted his face and could not meet her eyes, “You know what for.” It was almost a whisper.
Tasha turned his face back to face her as she kissed his eye lids and his lips. "You are okay sug....our son...is okay...." her hand laid upon her small bump.
Shaking his head he said, “I am certainly sorry for that too, but that is not what I meant.”
Tasha nodded "I know....go....go help our people..." she kissed his lips tenderly.
Pulling a walking stick out from the far back of his wardrobe he hobbled out of the room, rather like a scalded puppy.
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Post by Edward Teach on Jul 28, 2016 19:39:17 GMT -8
Tasha watched him leave.
As he got outside, he saw some plumes of smoke. Some houses destroyed. Those not injured were pulling the injured from their homes.
He sent a gentle rain to quench the last of the fires just as that month's Maiden came seeking him out. Breathlessly she started speaking, even as she curtsied, “My Lord, the Crone said you'd be right down and to find you. She said she has already started bringing the wounded women and girls to the Women's Lodge. If you would please come with me.” He followed in silence.
He heard the cry of a woman in pain. Inside he saw a very pregnant woman obviously in labor. The Crone was there with her, helping her. The woman panted, sweating as she looked up and saw him. "Ah...h...hello Lord Ed..." she cried out in pain as she arched from a contraction.
He gave her a forced smile and went over to her saying, “Hello. Now I need a little trust and forbearance from you, ok sugar?” He kissed her and her pains eased to merely the feeling of pressure. He then joined the Crone at the other end to take a look and see if everything was going alright and she was not having any other complications.
It was obvious she was very close to delivering. The Crone looked up to him. "The midwife is in no shape to deliver. I can do it, I've done it before." the woman nodded some, panting as the pain eased.
He nodded and answered, “Send up to the Manor for my sister Lady Jane, she is a midwife as well. Direct me to your midwife and I will attend to her.” There was a sadness, almost a deadness to his voice.
The Crone shook her head "There is no time. This babe is coming now. Edward I need you to help me...." If he looked, he could see that the child was crowning. She was helping the child turn softly as she worked on clearing out the air ways as best she could. "Grab me a towel..."
He nodded and calling the Maiden over, he sent her to the Manor for Lady Jane. Looking around and not seeing a towel close to hand he ripped his shirt off and gave it to the Crone.
The crone smiled, bringing his hand down with the shirt with his hands. Down to the baby who was nearly out. "Great...One more push...come on...almost done love..." The woman gave one last push as the baby was born into Edward's own arms as the Crone put him there on purpose. The baby began to cry. A little boy. The Crone smiled "You just delivered a baby Edward..." she smiled as she began to tend to the mother.
Looking around to see if anyone was paying attention, he called a little water to wash the boy and heat to dry and warm him. He used fire to cauterize the umbilical cord. He then placed a clean and healthy baby boy in the mother's waiting arms.
The mother smiled, tiredly "Thank you...so much...."
Giving the woman another forced smile, “For what, sugar? You did all the work.” He kissed her again to lift some of her fatigue and ease whatever pain may have returned. Turning to the Crone, “Now about your midwife. Let me help her, we can use another set of hands around here.”
The Crone nodded. "She's in the second house at the end of the street. " she told him solemnly.
He left silently and went to find the house and the midwife.
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Post by Edward Teach on Jul 28, 2016 19:42:51 GMT -8
The house was dark. Solemn. He could see about five bodies. The ones that weren't lucky enough to have gotten out unscathed and alive. All covered with blankets.
He checked the bodies to see if any were women and if they were still warm. He knew if he acted quickly enough he could restore them to life. The very though of necrophilia had always turned his stomach, but he caused this, it was his responsibility.
The bodies were still warm, but they were cooling. One was the midwife.
He picked her up and carried her into the house, hating himself. It was a moment of clarion clarity for him. He realized he hated this thing that he was. Absolutely despised it and himself along with it.
The Midwife gasped air in her lungs as he breathed life into her. "W..What happened?" she spoke a bit.
He didn't spare her. He was too heartbroken. He despised himself too much already. “Your died and I brought you back. Go check the rest of the bodies outside, if anymore are women and they have any warmth left, I can probably restore them too, but we have to be quick.” He would not look at her, tears of self loathing running down his face. The retched after she left the room.
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Post by Edward Teach on Jul 28, 2016 19:48:54 GMT -8
Later that night he returned to his suite, a look of utter brokenness and dejection on his face.
Tasha was still awake. She heard the door and went to him. "Sug...." her voice spoke softly, hand cupping his cheek.
He turned his head from her and pulled away saying, “Please don't touch me. I am an unclean and unholy thing. Please do not ...” He fell to his knees and began sobbing.
Tasha took him into her arms and just held him. "You are my husband...."
He shuddered and just started. He told her everything, sparing her nothing. He told her how he brought the midwife back and about retching afterwards. He told her about his moment of perfect clarity, that he hated and despised what he was and hated himself for the things he did. He looked up her and asked, “Now wife, do you understand why I am an unclean abomination? Why I do not want you to soil your hands upon me?
Tasha listened to all of it. She kissed his cheek, jaw and eyes. "You are not an abomination to me Sug. You saved our people....you brought back those who were injured and dead. " She ran her fingers through his hair. "I will always love you, Edward Teach....you are anything but an abomination..."
He shook his head and whispered, “I am a monster”.
Tasha kissed him softly "You're not sug..." she just held him lovingly.
At just that moment Room came wandering out of her room rubbing her eyes. Edward cringed and seemed to try and hide behind Tasha. “Momma? What's wrong with Daddy? He's dressed! I thought we weren't supposed to be dressed in here, Daddy promised.”
Tasha smiled looking to Roon. "Its okay....Daddy just had a hard night....I think we can let it slide for now..." She smiled to her. "Come, lets show daddy how much we love him....He needs us sug....like we need him."
He hissed into her ear, “Don't let her touch me. Don't let my filth contaminate her.”
Tasha looked to him. "Edward...look..you're scaring her....You're not....you're not filthy...." she spoke softly. "Your daughter loves you...your wife loves you...." she took his hand and placed his hand upon her stomach. "Your unborn son loves you...." She brushed his hair back...
Hearing the commotion Sammie emerges and asked, “What's going on?”
Tasha told Sammie what was going on.
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Post by Edward Teach on Jul 29, 2016 16:34:24 GMT -8
Tasha told Sammie what was going on. Speaking softly so Roon wouldn't hear.
He shivered, head in his hands and turned his back to them.
Tasha turned to him. moving to look to him. "Edward, sug.....talk to me please.
Making the effort to calm himself, he whispered; “My beautiful, lovely, kind wife; how do you do it? How do you ignore the things I must do and what they make of me?”
Tasha she kissed him softly as she looked to him. She sent the others away so she could just be with him. "Because you are you. I made peace with what you do. I didn't like it at first then I realized I was being selfish."
Finally turning his head to look her in the eye, “Do you think that is what this is? I am just being selfish and ought surrender myself to what this thing is making of me?” He sighed, “Look at me, a wreck this night. Some strong, stalwart man you have for yourself. I am acting no better than Roon might.” He was still disgusted with himself, but finally rose and went to sit at the table.
Tasha shook her head. "No sug....I don't think you're selfish...." she kissed him.
“What's wrong with me then? A beautiful wife and daughter, a lovely mistress and devoted people. What is wrong with me tonight? I've never liked what I am, but this night has me …. I don't know, unsettled within my very soul.”
Tasha kissed his forehead. "Maybe....the encounter you had with your sister is the cause..."
He sat very still and she could almost see him inventory and catalog his thoughts. He did not like to think he was that selfish. Yes, his sister had refused, but she still had years to change her mind. For him to change her mind. Did he really let one set back to his perfect little life so set him off kilter? He didn't like the thought and the answer even less.
Finally he responded in a cold, emotionless voice, “Perhaps...”
Tasha winced softly as her fingers tightened over her stomach. "Sug....Its not your fault....." she ran her free hand over his cheek.
He looked at her quizzically, “What do you mean, sweet heart?” He narrowed his eyes, “And are you really still sore? That absolutely should not be happening. You heard the Crone.”
Tasha smiled weakly "I think its the baby sug.....I don't know how to explain it but....both times since you were high on emotions either good or bad...I..." closed her eyes for a moment. "I just feel soft pain....not enough to be worrisome." she looked to him. "Its like he knows his father is distressed and wants to help....I don't know..."
He looked at her and reached out to her stomach. A soft glow suffused him and the room. If she didn't know it was impossible outside his altered form she would almost swear she felt pure life flow into her, caressing their son. Then the feeling left and the light dimmed and he was a little drained. Not nearly enough to worry about, but noticeably.
The feeling....tickled to say the least. She smiled softly as she watched him. "This child will be powerful. I can already tell...." she smiled softly as she looked to him.
He smiled at her and said, “He is the product of the most powerful magic in existence, our love.” Raising his head he yells for Roon to come to him.
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Post by Edward Teach on Jul 29, 2016 16:35:01 GMT -8
Roon came to him. "Daddy okay now?" she looked worried.
He picked her up and putting her in his lap, ran his fingers through her hair. “Roon, honey, I am sorry I scared you before. Do you know how much it hurts me in here” tapping her chest over her heart, “when one of our people are hurt?” He paused watching her response. “Well, tonight a lot of our people were hurt very badly in a storm. It hurt me to see them hurt by that storm so much...”
Roon nodded and hugged him as tight as she possibly could. "I'm sorry you're hurt...." She hugged him for a moment before wriggling from his arms. "I'll be right back..." she left. After a few moments she returned with a very old raggedy doll. "Here.....she helps me when I feel hurt..." she handed him her doll. "You can have her...." She smiled sweetly.
He smiled at her. “No thanks honey, I have my own doll baby, right here,” he swept her up in his arms blowing raspberries in her tummy.
Roon squealed and laughed "Ah Nooo!" she laughed and laughed. Tasha smiled softly watching them.
Eventually he put her down and kissed her brow, “Why don't you go sleep with Sammie, honey. Your mommy and I have a few things to discuss.”
Taking her hands in his he looked her in the eye, “Tesoro mio, are you certain what I am does not disgust you or my touch repulse you?”
Tasha kissed his hands as she held them. "I am certain...."
He smirked and shook is head as he said, “Than more the fool, you, Lady Natasha Bloodsmire Teach of Roseshire, for now you are stuck with me for now and all the centuries or millennia we may have. My love, These eyes cry every night for you, These arms long to hold you again ...”
Tasha chuckled softly as she cupped his cheek. "I am not a fool. I am in love, sug...." her hand ran down his arm. "Why do you cry for me and long to hold me in your arms?"
“Because my love, you are too precious a treasure and your love too great a gift for me to ever be worthy of.”
Tasha smiled softly as she said nothing but kissed him.
He picked her up and carried her to their bed.
Tasha kissed him deeply as he carried her.
He began undressing and stopped, looking at her. “Are you up to...”
Tasha nodded softly as she helped him undress "Yes....always..."
Laying her back in bed he left the room briefly and returned with a bottle of lavender massage oil and a glint in his eye.
Tasha smiled softly as she looked to him. She rolled over onto her stomach for him.
He straddled her hips pouring a liberal amount into his hands. He leaned over and kissed the nape of her neck and began massaging.
Tasha sighed as she felt the massage. She began to relax "Mmm...that feels good..." he found a lot of tension by her shoulders and neck...
He was very attentive and found each knot and stiffness to knead her flesh and work them out. Every few minutes he would dip low to whisper words of love and devotion into her ear or simply kiss her.
Tasha moaned softly at his touch. Closing her eyes as he worked on each knot and rough spot. she smiled hearing his words.
He worked deftly and surely, being sure not to miss a muscle in the whole of her body, when he finally turned her over.
Tasha rolled over, opening her eyes. Pure love in her eyes as she looked up to him.
He took her lips with his and poured into his all the love, longing, passion, want and need he had pent up inside himself, enough for a dozen men.
Tasha whimpered into the kiss, dozing off in his arms. Eyes fluttering.
He looked down at her, shocked and snorted. He got up and walked into the sitting room, a stiffness in his own muscles now clearly evident.
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Post by Edward Teach on Jul 29, 2016 16:37:18 GMT -8
After a while, Sammie came out. "Everything okay" she had a glass of water, holding the cool glass to her forehead.
He snorted, “She fell asleep on me.” He just shook his head.
Sammie went over to him and began to massage his shoulders after she placed her glass down. "I'm sorry, I guess it happens..."
He let loose a dry laugh, “Not to me it doesn't.”
Sammie moved her arms around him. Kissing his cheek as she blushed. "Well, how often do you have knocked up women pass out out on you..."
Looking up at he ceiling, “Other than child birth? This is a first for me.”
Sammie smiled softly hugging him "Well, I can see that..."
Sammie chuckled. There was the soft running of bare feet as Roon jumped into his lap "Daddy!" She giggled softly as she hugged him.
Roon blinked softly, sleepily, she moved down. Sammie moved to sit on the arm of the chair. "Why don't you go play or go curl up by your mother..."
He said, “Yes, honey, that's a good idea. Go cuddle with your mommy and brother.”
Roon nodded softly and she went off. Sammie chuckled softly.
Sammie nodded as she turned towards him.
He reached out and grabbed her hand and pulled her, into his lap, he turned her face to him. “Sammie, my sweet, what? By now you should know you never have to hold back with me. Tell me. What is it? Speak, please.”
Sammie gasped as he surprised her by pulling her onto him. "I used...to watch you and Natasha before.....before when I wasn't close to both of you....when I thought I was just...nothing anymore.." she spoke not looking to him.
He turned her face to his again and said, “What is it, sweet heart. Tell me. Don't be afraid. Never be afraid of me. What is it?” he asked in the most solicitous voice possible.
She looked to him. Shivering and blushing scarlet. "I watched how you were with her....it made me remember that first time when you helped me rid the last of what my father......" she couldn't finish the sentence. She felt her heart thud in her chest.
He pulled her close to his chest and patted her shoulder. “Sammie, you have been in my arms scores of times. You have to explain it to me, sweetheart. Tell me what has you so on edge.”
Sammie blushed looking up to him as she laid on his chest. "I....want to ..." she admitted.
He kissed her, "You are the Consort, and even not given that, you know now you are welcome to my body or any other part of me you want." He sighed “Just so long as you want it, not because you feel obliged."
Sammy nodded as she kissed him back. "I...I do want to.."
Holding back a minute he looked at her and asked, “You still don't fully understand what it means to be Consort do you? Except for the right to take my name and use the title wife, you will be wife to me in every other way. If you and Natasha decided the two of you wanted you to bare a child or children to me, they would be legitimate and equal heirs with Roon and our son. As Natasha is at my right you will be at my left. I cannot make you an heir, as I did Natasha. If both of us die, it would go to Roon, then our son then Katherine, barring I have other children. Sammie, except for the name and title, you will be wife to me.
“I ask you again if you truly want this? I can still halt the proclamation to give you time to think. All that time that you had been coming to me, I never presumed you had any true feeling for me. I always figured it was your final triumph over your father. Your taking possession of and giving as you pleased, what he took by force. It was always a deep honor to me to be the man you chose to trust to share in that part of your triumph. I never believed I had any right to anything you didn't freely give and I never would have presumed on you heart. Shall I halt the proclamation? Do you need to think about it, or knowing now, fully what it means have you changed your mind?”
Sammy blushed softly listening to him. "I...I don't know.....I" she paused as she looked up with a gasp. Tasha was standing there. "My lady...." Tasha smiled. "Sister....whats wrong?" she grazed her cheek softly as she leaned down to kiss Edward "I'm sorry love..that massage was too much...made me fall right to sleep."
He looked up to his wife and told her, “I became aware that I was not thorough enough when explaining the official Consort earlier. Except in being allowed to take my name and calling herself my wife, she will be wife in every other way. Her children would be recognized heirs and she would stand at my left as you stand at my right.” He breathed deeply, “She is having second thoughts, all things considered.”
Tasha nodded softly as she stepped forward kissing Sammy "Its alright. What second thoughts are going through your head? I thought you wanted this?" she sat upon the right hand side of the arm of the sofa.
He just leaned his head back against the wall, letting the two of them hammer this out.
Tasha smiled as she kissed him as well. Sammy returned the kiss "I do want this....I just don't want to hurt what you have with him." Tasha laughed "You're not hurting anything. You helped me loads Sug when we had to help him back to his old self..."
Not trusting his voice anymore, he kept his head back but nodded.
Sammy nodded softly as she laid against his left side. Tasha slid down to his right side. "You sure you're alright with this...." Tasha nodded "I'm sure..please...say you'll stay.." Sammy nodded "I will..."
He said, “I'm glad that's settled, once and for all.” Thinking again he looked to Sammie, “I never thought that you might, but do you love me?”
Sammy nodded as she turned. Both girls looking to him as their chests upon his "Yes....I do love you." Sammy spoke softly.
He nodded, dropping a hand to each waist and simply pulled them in tight. If they bothered to look very closely they could see the start of tears in his eyes.
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Post by Edward Teach on Aug 3, 2016 15:54:14 GMT -8
Tasha laid relaxed in their bed. having spent the majority of the day and part of the night asleep. She began to stir softly, first her fingers curled. Then her hands moved with her feet...A soft exhale came with a groan as she stretched. Her eyes still closed.
She suddenly realized that Edward was not in bed with them.
Tasha pushed herself up slowly "Sug?" she called softly.
He was not in their bed or their room. And she soon found he was not anywhere in their suite of rooms.
Tasha searched and searched. But could not find her husband. She dressed slowly and when ready, headed out into the manor. She looked there too...calling for him. When she couldn't find him, she went outside.
Eventually one of the servants told her he had taken the Empress out and at the docks she heard he had gone to the island.
Tasha nodded, thanking the servant and gathered her crew as she took the Briar to the island as well. Anchoring right beside his, she walked up on the beach. "Sug?" She called out to him.
She saw his trail and it appeared to lead directly to the caves.
She went along the trail. Following his tracks. Calling out to him.
When she got to the mouth of the caves she didn't see him, but saw the earth itself moving and a stone edifice seemingly build itself around the mouth of the cave.
Tasha walked into the cave. Blinking "Sug?" she called out softly. Her voice echoing.
As she got closer to him she heard him humming the Moonlight Sonata and a small fire in his upturned palm. The earth was moving at his feet, pulling the rubble of the collapse he caused into itself.
Tasha blinked softly seeing him. "sug? What are you doing?"
Slightly startled the looked up to her and the earth stopped moving. He cleared his throat and tried to explain. “Well, my beloved wife, after last night and this morning...” He scratched his beard, “Do you remember how much aethor I held the night before our wedding? I hold at least three times as much now. Unlike then I don't feel strained, just a little over full. Like if you eat just a little too much at dinner. I decided it was smarter to burn some off than walk around like that.” Looking around himself he looked back a bit abashed, “I felt a little guilty about doing this so figured it was a good enough way to burn off some of the extra.”
Tasha nodded as she moved to him. "Well, you were frightened for my safety...I'm sure he would understand..." She nodded softly "I'm sorry I couldn't help myself.....I don't know what has over come me as of late." she blushed, talking about her libido.
He snorted and cocked an eyebrow at her. “I'm most certainly not complaining.” He moved to her, kissing her and pulling at the ties of her shirt while rubble disappeared and a bed of soft loam rose up before them.
Tasha moaned into the kiss. pulling into him as her nails scraped along his flesh.
He tumbled them down to the soft bed of earth ripping their clothes off and devouring her body with his mouth.
She felt the earth itself moving to contour with her body, almost caressing it, wind sweeping in to tickle her secret places his hand left vacant. He was truly lost in his love of her and she was finally beginning to see just how truly his emotions and the control of the elements had become entwined.
She felt the earth moving to her. She opened her eyes as she looked to him. Nothing but passion and love filled them for him. "I love you...so much..." she spoke between pants.
He growled out, “You, Natasha, wife, tesoro mio, are my heart, soul and reason for continuing on.”
He held her close to himself and whispered, “I love you.”
Tasha moved her arms around him. "I love you too...so much sug.." she whispered back.
He sighed out and looked at her asking, “Do we need to talk about Sammie or last night, my love? I did move ahead with the Consort proclamation without speaking to you privately beforehand. I should have, but in the moment it felt like we were so in tune on it. I do have to admit last night was a surprise, a pleasant one, yes, but a surprise. I was completely unaware of that part of you.”
Tasha smiled softly. reaching out to brush his hair away from his eyes. "Its fine...and you forget I'm a pirate love. We do as we please...either men...or women.." she smiled softly "Although it has been quite some time since I felt the touch of a woman..'
He arched an eyebrow at her, “A pirate no longer, you are a noble now, a privateer. We have a warrant from Her Majesty.” Then looking at her with a glint of playfulness in his eye, “Do I need to be jealous?” He asked teasingly. “Just as well,” he continued, “Fair is fair, I guess. I just have to hope to be allowed to participate on occasion.”
Tasha kissed his lips. "Yes..you always will be allowed" She smiled "A privateer? wow...how...civil of me.."
He looked at her a little concerned, “We give Her Majesty a largish percentage of our take, do not attack any vessel flying the national colors or those with Most Favored status. We come to the aide of any of those two. In return, we are not hunted, but protected by the Crown. We can always rely on the aide of Royal ships and those under the national flag. And we will be rewarded, well, for any aide we may have cause to render.”
Tasha nodded softly "I know sug....just....for years I've been so used to doing....the not so privateer....I've been hunted...nearly hanged on a few occasions."
He nodded and said, “I know, my wife.” He kissed her, with love and feeling. She noted that the whole time the earth and wind never stopped caressing her and a subtle warmth emanated from him. He seemed completely unaware of it.
Tasha kissed softly back. "What is going on with the ground...it....feels like its holding me."
As soon as he took conscious notice of it, it stopped. He looked back at her with a worried expression. “I knew my emotional affinity for the elements had grown beyond bounds ...” He looked aghast, “What does it mean that now I can expend aethor and not even be aware of it. I mean its a negligible amount I am always aware of how much I hold. Its like being always aware of your direction, but still...”
Tasha stroked his head softly. Kissing his temple. "My love...its alright.."
He shook his head, clearing his thoughts and turned back to her, “How is Sammie this morning, after … everything. Is she alright with all of it?”
Tasha smiled to him. "She seemed just fine. Humming as she worked about. In a very good mood."
He nodded, “I should probably have a private conversation with her later to be sure of it. I know for a fact she never had any exchanges with another woman like last night before and am reasonably sure the idea had never occurred to her.” Nodded more firmly to himself, “Yes, that and I want to be sure she understands her status as Consort. If she is returning to “work” she certainly does not.”
Tasha nodded "Maybe she's just doing what she's used to...she's been your servant for gods knows how long, right?"
He shook his head, “Not my servant, Katherine's, though she has never really been treated like a servant. She has, however been my only regular lover since she came of age last fall. It's not really my story to tell, but she is part of us now and you need to know the whole of it. He told her the story of how he found Sammie, killed her father and their trip back to Roseshire and her growth since she came.
Tasha nodded softly as she listened. "I understand now , sug..." she smiled to him.
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Post by Edward Teach on Aug 3, 2016 15:55:03 GMT -8
He smiled and kissed her and laid her back once again on the bed of soft earth. Whispering in her ear, “What under the heavens did I ever do to deserve you, my love, my heart.”
She moaned as she responded to his touch. "I don't know sug...." she spoke softly as she nipped at his lips. Looking into his eyes.
Again she noticed the very earth and wind themselves caressing her and a gentle warmth emanate from him and a light mist encompass them.
He held her close and said, “Ah, if only we could stay here like this and have this moment forever.” He kissed her tenderly on the lips, a lingering and deep kiss.
Tasha kissed him back. her eyes fluttering softly as she held him close. "If only...."
He smiled and said, “Roon just came in from lessons and is asking me to read to her.”
Tasha smiled "Oh?" she moved her fingers through his hair.
He had just realized what he had said and she could feel the shock ripple through him. His smile faltered but returned again. Looking off into the distance he said, “I don't know how to explain it. I somehow knew that I needed to be there for her, she was starting to feel left out and then I was. I am there with her and here with you. Yet it feels just so... right.”
Tasha blinked softly "Wait a minute....you're there with her now? How can ..." she winced a little as she moved, a bit fatigued.
He continued smiling as he stood, picking her up in his arms. He looked down at the shreds of their clothing and smirked and just started out toward the beach. “Yes, I don't know how, but I am there with her now and here with you. I am fully and completely in both places.”
Tasha curled into his arms as he carried her. "That's...strange sug..." he would be able to see and feel the soft baby bump beginning to form. Not very noticeable quite yet. Her eyes closed as she rested.
He laughed out right, “Swords and dragons, that's the book she wants me to read to her.” He leaned down and kissed her on her temple. As they came in sight of the launches he called clouds to them to cover their bodies. Snickering, “Ok, which ship should we take back?”
Tasha opened her eyes. "Oh right.....Im not sure....I'd have to come back and get one of them...perhaps we should take them both back..." she spoke groggily..."Swords and dragons?"
Laughing he shook his head, “We don't need to leave one, they are fully crewed. We just have to decide which one to travel on. You really are tired, aren't you, my love?”
Tasha nodded softly "Yes....it seems...you have tired me out." she smiled weakly "Lets take yours...."
He nodded and walked to the launch from the Empress. He carried her in his arms the whole way. Up to the keep and to their very rooms she was still in his arms. The clouds vanished as they entered their rooms and she heard him ask Sammie to meet him in his study. She heard him reading a book of high adventure to Roon through the cracked door as he carried her past to lay her down in their bed. He kissed her lips and pulled the cover up to her chin as he went to go talk to Sammie.
Tasha kissed him back softly. She was asleep by the time he left the room.
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Post by Edward Teach on Aug 3, 2016 15:55:35 GMT -8
He walked into the study and saw Sammie. He went directly over to kiss her deeply on the lips.
Sammie kissed him back. "How did you get back so fast? Last I heard you went to the island....did I just see you come back with Natasha?" she looked confused.
He smiled, “I put on some extra speed. I wanted to get Natasha to her bed to rest and I wanted to talk to you, sweetheart.” He sat on the chase and pulled her into his lap.
Sammie blinked softly as she settled into his lap. "Is everything okay? Is the baby okay?" she looked to him. "What do you want to talk to me about?"
He smiled and brushed his fingers through the hair at her temple and replied in a soft, tender voice. “Last night and your new position as Consort. I want to be sure you are ok and understand both. I know that before last night I was one of the only two people you have been with. I don't know if you even thought two women could be together that way. I never got than indication from you anyway. I just wanted to be sure you were ok and see if you had any questions.” He looked down and whispered, “Too, I've a confession to make, but you must promise never never to tell my wife.”
She nodded softly "I....I never knew two women could do that " she blushed. "I'm okay.." She leaned into his hand. "What's the confession?"
He smiled at her as he kissed her and continued to run his fingers through her hair. “I know, given my unique nature it will be hard to believe but, before last night, I've never had two women with me together at one time before. It was a...surprise, a very pleasant one, but a surprise.” He sighed and remained silent as the information sunk in.
Sammie blinked softly "You never..." she smiled softly kissing him back. "Why don't you want Natasha to know?"
He snorted and looked at her and asked, “Do you think she'd ever let me live it down? Only reason I told you is so that you would know you are not alone.” He sighed. “It did weird things to me though. It exponentially increased the aethor I recieved. I already recieved a lot because each of you was freely giving yourselves to me out of love and feeling. It's all about intent you see. Mostly the intent of my partner and some my own intent. The more pure the intent the more strongly I'm fed. Each of us had the most pure of intent last night, love and perfect self giving. Then it became a communal sharing and giving and loving. The aethor I recieved was, heady to say the least. I am still fuller than I have ever been and I have been using a vast amount of aethor all morning.” He shrugged and kissed her again. “I did not say it last night Sammie, but I do love you too. I have loved the girl that crawled that into my arms. I loved the young woman growing and thriving under my sister. I loved the new woman that came to me to let me help her burn her past away and I loved the woman who came to me and my wife to save me, not knowing the future outcome once the crisis was past. I love the woman who so bravely entered into our family and became one with us. I have loved you with many types of love in many ways, as a child in need of help to a woman fully possessed of herself and choosing her own path. So, yes Sammie, I do love you.”
Sammie blushed scarlet hearing him. Her eyes wide, but also full of love. Her eyes danced as tears brimmed them. "I...I love you too....." she spoke softly as she felt the tears fall down her cheeks. "I looked up to you when you took me in....I..." she looked down for a moment unable to form her words currently.
He smiled, “And that's why I almost sent you away that first time. The night you became a woman. I would not cheapen what I gave you by taking advantage of some misplaced hero worship or feeling of debt. You made me see you again for the first time that night, as a woman all grown and self aware.” He kissed her tears away. “Understand, Sammie, despite the title Consort, you are as much wife to me as Natasha.”
Sammie Nodded softly "I know....I...." she smiled softly as she just curled into his arms. Trembling lightly as she just enjoyed him near. "I'm sorry...I don't know what has came over me...I usually don't let myself get this emotional."
He laughed then sighed a sad sight, “Now if only we could convince Katherine we aren't all just degenerates and living the basest possible life. If only I could convince my sister to let me keep her young and” his voice broke, “alive for centuries to come.” He shook off the hurt and pulled her in closer and kissed her deeply showing her the love he had just spoken of.
Sammie kissed him deeply "I'm sure she would...." she held him close...At that point Roon came back in "DADDY!" she jumped into their lap, Sammie cried out in pain "Ah!"
He shifted Sammie to his right thigh and Roon to his left. “What is it sweetheart? I've been reading to you for the last couple hours. What can I do for you now?” He had a definite teasing smile on his face. He leaned back to kiss Sammie again, “He whispered in her ear, “This will just take a moment.”
Roon practically bounced. "But I wanted to play dolls with you...."
He smiled down to her and said, “Go to your room and I will be right there.”Roon hopped off
"Wheeeeee!" She giggled. Sammie blinked softly as she looked to him. "She's been really wanting a lot of attention lately..."
He smiled, “She's a child and has only recently started to be allowed to be a child. Let her drink in all the attention and affection she can.” Tuning back to her he asked, “Now where were we?” He kissed her again.
Sammy smiled and kissed back. "Right here...."
He held her to himself and asked, “Are you happy Sammie, with all this? I know it has to be a trying situation, but are you at least happy?”
Sammy nodded softly "I...I am happy..." she brushed her fingers along his cheeks. Blush tinting her cheeks.
Holding her in the cradle of his arms on his lap he smiled at her and asked, “What is it, sweetheart? Please never hold back on me. Tell me what the hesitation and blush is about.”
Sammy she smiled as she looked to him. Studying him. "I don't know...all my life up to this point has been just a big crush...a dream....as I worked with Lady Katherine....I just never thought..." blushed more.
He smiled and kissed her. “I know. I understand. Before Natasha I had given up on having a love life. Plenty of sex, sure but a genuine love? No, how could I ask any woman to endure what I am and what I have to do? She didn't let me use that as a cop out. She not just took my heart but my hand too. And now she has brought you to us as well. So I understand hopeless dreams fulfilled.”
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Post by Edward Teach on Aug 3, 2016 15:56:45 GMT -8
Sammie kissed him back. "I...worried for you then....when you were away and I had to stay here...."
His eyes crinkle and he asked, “You worried about me? What did you worry about me? Its not like you knew my 'secret' back then.”
Sammie nodded "Well, you are my Lord...you took me in...for a long time I didn't hear of you like you vanished...I thought..." she lowered her head.
His face suddenly took on a serious cast, “What sweetheart? What did you think?”
Sammie didn't look to him. "I thought....you were dead..."
“Because I would be gone, sometimes, months at a time? I had assumed Katherine would have explained my trips and trades to you.” His face was growing grave.
Sammy nodded "She did....I still worried....." she still didn't look to him this entire time. Tears falling. "At least....you would have been there with my baby to protect it in the afterlife...." she said quietly.
“Baby?” she heard him whisper. “What baby?” A look of pure rage coming over his face, “Did some man take advantage of you after you came here? Who? I promise you he will be days in dying.” She felt him quivering beneath herself.
Sammie was trembling too..."My father's....baby..." she finally told him......
She felt the air go out of him and for a brief moment the life out of his eyes. “I'm so sorry, sweetheart. I am so, so very sorry. I wish I had known. I have been continuously failing you all these years. You needed so much more and I didn't give it.”
Sammie the tears flowed as she sobbed into him. holding him close "I'm sorry..I didn't let you know I just felt...so ashamed...so dirty....I failed you.."
He held her so close and tight it was almost painful. “No my love, my sweet. You never did anything wrong. There is no shame in you, no failure but mine. I should have known. I should have asked. I've just so long believed in letting people give of themselves only what they wished.... No, you have no shame and the failure is mine.” She felt hot tears falling on her cheeks.
Sammie cried into him until she exhausted herself. "I....I'm....sorry....." she spoke softly, she couldn't cry anymore. She'd cried all her tears. "I....thought my father...would help me since it was his child too.....but he....beat me so bad he...."
He nodded and held her to himself. After a time of long silence he ventured a question, “Being here with Natasha,.... as she is...its not too hard on you is it?”
Sammie didn't answer for a long time. "Yes....and no...I don't know...." she tensed some "I...I am happy for her....yes...."
He nodded, “But the reminder is painful for you.” He sighed. Looking off into the distance he offered her the only thing he could think of. “After our son is born and has grown at least a little, I will give you a child. If you wish it.”
Sammie blinked softly "I....I " she stammered "I don't know" She shuttered.
He sigh dejectedly. He really thought that would help, at least some. So he just held her there in silence.
Sammie eventually fell asleep on his lap.
He carried her to her own room and laid her down in her bed, tucking her in, for all the world as if she were still a child. He whispered, “I'm sorry I failed you Sammie.”
Sammie sighed in her sleep. "I love you..." she murmured as she curled up. Her tears still stained her cheeks.
He left her room and the suites to go find something productive to do.
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Post by Edward Teach on Aug 3, 2016 15:57:22 GMT -8
A few minutes later Maggie came in and undressed. I was plain the nudity did not bother her in the least. She walked to their bedroom and peeked in seeing Tasha laying there and softly knocked.
Tasha stirred 'Mmm come in.." she spoke sleepily, grimacing as she moved to sit, rubbing her eyes and head.
Maggie hesitantly came in and stood in front of Tasha, hands held before her and head down. “May I speak to you, M'Lady?”
Tasha she nodded "Of course....come sit down..”
She remained standing and with head down she said, “My Lady, I feel I must leave here and return to my life, such as it was in the capital. Though I felt I owed you an explanation if you wanted it.”
Tasha blinked some "Why do you want to leave?" she looked concerned and stood up moving to her.
Finally looking up, she saw tears in Maggie's eyes. “Has his Lordship told anything about me? How I came to be here at Roseshire?”
Tasha shook her head. "No, sug....if he did, I didn't remember.." she got something to dry her tears.
Maggie sighed, “Of course HE wouldn't. He'd think it was in bad taste.” She looked directly at Tasha and continued. “I'm a whore. Oh, the circles I moved in they called it courtesan, but it still means whore. Or at least I was. I lived and plied my trade in the Capital. One day at the markets this man.... there was a mob and I was almost attacked then his Lordship was suddenly there. He got me away and brought back here to Roseshire. You understand what I am saying M'Lady? That I am a whore, however long ago?”
Tasha blinked softly as she put her hands upon her shoulders "Maggie...you're no longer a whore. you live here...you're loved here..."
Maggie turned away from her. “That's not why I have to leave, M'Lady.” She let out a sob. “I..I love him. He's never touched me. You should know that. I let him know he was more than welcome to me, but he never touched me.” She sighed, “I think it was the very first time he turned me down that I fell in love with him.” Looking back up to Tasha she continued, “I've always known its impossible and nothing would ever come of it, but I feel how I feel.” Wiping her tears away she said, “And I must leave, since now he has you.. Well there were nasty rumors as to why he ever brought a whore back to work in the manor house itself. I would not see your love tarnished. I must go.”
Tasha shook her head "Its okay...let the rumors go....You should go talk to him...." she smiled to her "Here, I'll call him." she turned her head "Edward!"
Maggie's eyes grew big as saucers and she started shaking and wailed, “No, he can't ever know! He'd think it no more than a school girl crush or think I was interposing myself.”
Tasha blinked "Well, he would want to know why you suddenly disappeared. Maybe we can help you.."
She dropped to the edge of the bed. “You are certainly more forgiving and less angry than I thought you'd be.” Shivering she continued, “There have been wives in the past, whose husbands were not as virtuous as yours....” She pulled up her sleeve and showed Tasha a long pale scare on her arm.
Tasha flinched as she looked to her. "At first....I was just as you said....not so nice...hurt someone I care about..." she dropped down onto the bed too.
Maggie looked at Tasha and asked, “What changed your mind about Sammie? I have to admit I have been jealous of the girl for sometime. I couldn't understand how a girl, just minutes into adulthood could get into his bed and I couldn't. Then I figured the just liked them younger or at least more innocent. Is that why he chose you? Innocence?”
Tasha shook her head and smiled "Innocent? Me....sug the things I've done would make the most cruelest of men shutter and balk like a newborn babe..." she exhaled softly still feeling tired.
Maggie looked at her in surprise then started to stand muttering “Then why?” and more loudly said, “I'm sorry M'Lady. I should not have bothered you. I will be gone come morning.”
Tasha shook her head "No, stay! please.." she felt as if this was a deja vu moment from when Sammie tried to leave. She grimaced softly as she stood. "I don't know why he chose me....we just....started as a bet I think.." her hand rested on her stomach a moment. She felt a small pain, she knew she only felt it when something was bothering Edward. She leaned against a wall. "Just....stay please...at least talk to Edward about it...
Maggie looked horrified, “You want me to shame myself, to shame him by telling how I feel? He'd … he'd …. well he wouldn't laugh at me, not him but just as bad.”
Tasha shook her head "You wont shame yourself. You are being honest about your feelings. And besides, whatever you say with us won't be repeated...." she kissed her brow...
Maggie looked up in surprise at the kiss just as Edward walked in the door and smirked. “I can't leave you alone for an afternoon, honey and you start chasing after the staff.” He was smiling broadly. She wasn't fooled. She saw the pain in his eyes.
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Post by Edward Teach on Aug 8, 2016 13:48:59 GMT -8
Maggie looked up in surprise at the kiss just as Edward walked in the door and smirked. “I can't leave you alone for an afternoon, honey and you start chasing after the staff.” He was smiling broadly. She wasn't fooled. She saw the pain in his eyes.
That wiped the smirk off his face. He stepped forward and took Maggie's hands in his and said, “But why? I thought you were happy here. I know you don't want to return to that life. Why?” She could hear a pleading in his voice. When Maggie just looked away from his gaze he turned and looked to Tasha hoping she had an answer.
Tasha she looked to them. "She should say what she feels..." she prompted Maggie. "Its okay..you're safe."
Maggie looked to her than to him and began hesitantly, “My Lord, you know what I am..” He stopped before she got any farther, “Were, Maggie, were”. She gulped, “Was then there's been talk of why you brought a whore here.” His eyes were getting heated now and he spat out, “Tell me who speaks such things and I promise you they will loose their tongues.” Maggie looked to Tasha as if pleading for help.
She moved to her "Its okay...see how protective he is of you..he cares...Just speak..." she looked to Edward, eyes speaking to him as if to say to calm down.
Maggie looked at him then to Tasha and burst into tears sobbing, “I can't tell him. I can't say it.” He looked at Tasha with a concerned expression on his face.
Tasha took her into her arms. Looking to Edward softly then back to her. "Its okay...." She winced softly, the high emotion in the room made her stomach turn a little. "Maggie..you are loved...."
Not knowing what was going on, but trusting his wife's judgment he took both women in his arms and said gently, “Its ok Maggie, whatever it is, its ok. But I can't help you if you don't tell me.” Maggie takes and deep breath and whispers, “I love you Edward.” Only by her close association with him can Tasha see the utter shock wash over him and that's he clearly left speechless.
Tasha smiled softly as she kissed Maggie's temple and looked to him. Seeing the shocked expression. She trembled softly, Edward would feel her "She's afraid that she is damaging us by loving you....that's why she wants to leave.....I want her to stay...." she spoke softly as she tried to explain.
Taking a deep breath he takes Maggie into his arms and tries to comfort and calm her. When she is finally calmed he says, “Maggie, I care deeply for you. Its not that I couldn't love you, gods knows my heart and libido is plenty large enough. But, I have a new wife and a brand new Consort right now. I would not hurt their feelings for anything, but I don't want you to leave us. Stay and there may come a time when we may need your affection and love.”
Tasha she nodded as she felt herself moving to sit. "Y..Yes....stay." she breathed. Her hand resting on her stomach absentmindedly. "We need you, Maggie...if you want...you can be another one of his consorts....if he wishes..."
That clearly took him by surprise as his head whipped up and his eyebrow started to twitch. Maggie looked to her with awe and adoration, “R Really? H How could you and Sammie be so fine sharing him?”
Tasha she exhaled softly "Because...we all need to be there for him when I'm unable to....I wont be around forever..." she smiled softly knowing that Edward wont let her die...She blinked softly as she stared off into the distance and her grip tightened on the sheets upon the bed. Her eyes moved as if she saw something they didn't see as the air left her lungs with a loud gasp.
Still holding Maggie, Edward looks to his wife and with anxiety in his voice asks “Natasha? What is it my love?”
Tasha didn't answer him as she didn't seem to hear him. She exhaled as her body went limp as she relaxed.
Letting it go for the nonce, but tucking it away for later he decided to deal with the problem at hand and said to Maggie, “Maggie, you spent time at court while in the Capital. Natasha does not know our ways, especially the Old Ways. Can you explain to her the Old Ways concerning Consorts and harems?” Maggie nodded. “The Old Ways say that a man may choose to have an official Consort or if his appetites are too great for his wife she can demand a Consort to help her in her duties. If his appetites are still too great it is the job of the wife and consort to establish his harem.” Looking to him then to her, “But that is a very very old custom and hasn't been used in centuries.”
Tasha she nodded softly as she began to come around...trembling as she sat up, holding her head. She looked as if she saw a ghost still. "What...do you want to do?"
He shook his head and tried to explain to her, “That's what we are trying to tell you. I have no say in a harem. Only you and Sammie can make those decisions, with you being the final say.” He looked more and more concerned about her.
Patting Maggie on the back he looked up as he escorted Sammie into the room and the second him just ceased to be there. Sammie took Maggie's hands and said “Come on, I'll show you to your new room.” Edward came over to Tasha and squatted down in front of her, taking her head in his hands, he kissed her and said, “Talk to me, my love.”
Tasha looked to him. the fear in her eyes was great....whatever she saw, really spooked her. "In three days.....three ships will come with blackened sails. They will start a war.....Many will die...." she spoke to him of what she saw.
He snorted and laughed, “That's easy enough. Now that we know what to look for, I will set a look out and make the sea swallow them before they land here.”
Tasha blinked softly "I don't think that will be enough...." she looked to him.
“It will have to be enough. We don't have any fighters except our sailors.” He leaned forward and kissed her. “We will figure it out.”
Tasha nodded softly as she kissed him back. "I hope so..." she still looked worried.
He thought for a moment. “There are those who owe me a favor here or there. I could put the call out for help, but that would use up most of my favors.”
Tasha shook her head softly "Its alright..."
He sighed, “Ok what do you really want to do about Maggie. I don't believe for a moment you actually want to start a harem for me.”
Tasha sighed a bit "I don't know...I just know she cares for you and I don't want her to leave..."
He let an evil smirk cross his face. “Or you are just already planning for being tired of my bed...”
Tasha chuckled "Maybe...."
He shook his head, “This does provide us with two problems now though. We have to explain things to Sammie and Roon and you get to explain to Katherine why all her servants keep disappearing to my bed.”
Tasha sighed softly "I...." she looked down. "I messed things up didn't I..."
He took her in his arms and kissed her, tumbling them down on the bed. After kissing her several more times he said, “If not for you I would have had no idea how to handle that situation. We are human, well, mostly human in my case, we have to deal with things as they come. That's all.” He considered for a moment and asked her if he should send his "other self" to go and deal with Roon and Sammie or see to Maggie or not bother for now.
Tasha laid in the bed with him after they kissed. "I....don't know....."
He snicker at her, actually snicker: “Well wife, it is your duty to set my” clearing his throat, “schedule. You can delegate to Sammie of course, but the final schedule is yours to command.”
Tasha nodded softly "yes..”
He laughed. “I am sorry honey. This is just one of those situations you have to laugh at to keep from crying.” He looked at her and sighed, "I just came back from Katherine's rooms. She still refuses to let me extend her life and youth. Though I did manage to get her to allow me to heal her if she is ever so seriously sick or injured that she becomes unable to make the decision herself.
Tasha nodded as she curled on the bed "That's a start at least"
He just held her and held her.
Tasha slept for a long time. She stirred lightly in her sleep, grimacing.
After she fell asleep he got up and went to Maggie and sent the other self to Roon and Sammie.
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Post by Edward Teach on Aug 8, 2016 13:49:51 GMT -8
Maggie was looking out of the window....holding herself and shaking softly "I shouldn't be here....." she spoke to herself.
He walked into the room behind her hearing her statement. From behind he says, “Yes you should. My wife chose you. You are one of us now.”
Maggie Gasped turning around. "I don't know why she wants a whore to be here.....I'm ruining your marriage..."
He snorted and sat on her bed patting the place beside him. “She has chosen the Old Way. She was a pirate and so sees things differently than others do. Too, there is another consideration.” He looked into her eyes trying to gauge if she was ready to hear the whole truth.
Maggie sat down, looking to him nervously. "What's that?"
He took a deep breath and let it out. Then he took both her hands in his and turned to her and began. He explain about his nature as Nephilim, his control of the elements, how he heals, what the cost to him these things are and how he is personally recharged. He even told her about his transformation and his draining close to death and how he had to be healed. He even explained about the group and how it fed him an obscene amount of aethor. Then he sat there and waited her reaction.
Maggie sat there listening to him. As he spoke she just stared at him in disbelief. blinking as she just looked to him. "W...What?" he felt her tense as he spoke.
He sighed and continued holding her hands he looked away from her as he said, “I understand if you all of this is too much for you or you think I am some unholy abomination. But it is necessary that if you are to be one of us, you understand all this and can accept it.” He looked back to her with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
Maggie blinked a moment as she sat there taking it all in....
He waited a few moments longer to see if she will respond and how. He kissed the back of each of her hands.
Maggie blinked a moment as she looked to him. breathing heavily "I....I accept...what you are..."
He squeezed her hands slightly and looked away from her “But...?”
Maggie "I...I don't know....I don't....want to hurt you...I love you.."
He hugged her and kissed her for the first time and asked, “Maggie, how is it that you think you will hurt me? Don't tell me its because of what people will think or say. Fuck them. Besides, as long as you are close to me you will be young and live. We will vastly out live the great grandchildren of any detractors.”
Maggie melted into his kiss. She was shocked at how he spoke. "I...I don't...." she blushed "I don't know...I'm a whore.....I..."
He smiled into the kiss and pulled back to say, “No, Maggie, you are not and far as I am concerned you never were. You were a good woman in a bad situation.” He pulled her onto his lap and kissed her again, wrapping his arms around her. “I don't ever want to hear that again, Ok?”
Maggie nodded softly sitting into his lap.
He held her and rested his head on her shoulder and asked, “So, now that you are one of us, what do you want to do first?”
Maggie closed her eyes. "I...I don't know...." she relaxed against him, trembling softly.
He laid them both back on her bed and held her close. He ran his hands through her hair. “What ever you want to do is fine. We can stay here like this for a time or we can go spend time with Roon and Sammie. We can eat, or you can send me away so you can have sometime to take all this in. Its all up to you. Whatever you want will be good.”
Maggie nodded as she fell with him. "You want to spend time with me?" She relaxed with his touch.
He hugged her close. “Of course, if you want me to. Would I be here otherwise?”
Maggie smiled as she rose a shaky hand to his hair, running her fingers through his hair.
He pulled her to laying part on her side and part on top of him. He kissed her brow. His was a look of gentleness and kindness. He kept his arms wrapped around her, one around her shoulders and the other rubbing her back.
Maggie kept quiet, looking to him. "I...Never thought this would happen...."
He smiled, his eyes twinkling, “There seems to be a lot of that going around lately. Hopeless dreams coming to be. I think Natasha has been a much greater benefit to all our lives than we could ever imagine.”
Maggie she nodded "I...don't know why she chose me too..."
He smiled more deeply, “At first she was not so. There was a village when we were married. She knew how I had to heal, and it hurt her deeply. I swore I would never again take another woman to my bed, less she chose her. Shortly after we arrived was a Blooding ceremony and there was a confrontation between her and Sammie. It was not good. The next morning was the Blackcap infestation. One of our girls was near death. I would not go, for my oath. She demanded I go or she would leave me. That was my first transformation. I was in a deep coma. She thought I was on the cusp of death, but Sammie helped her heal me. We chose to accept Sammie into our family. That I think has opened her heart and mind. Its easier not to wonder at it, just thankfully accept it. I do.”
Maggie blinked softly, eyes widening a bit as she listened "I..." she sighed "She did as a normal woman would...be so angry with what she saw...but....then she changed...."
He laughed. “Yes she did. Part I think she finally let her pirate acceptance come through and part I think fearing she was going to loose me really truly woke her to the uniqueness of what I am and how our relationship will have to be.” He shook his head, “Regardless, she has chosen you to be one of my Mistresses. Just accept is and move on.”
Maggie nodded softly "It....its like a dream..." she closed her eyes. Maggie blinked as she looked to him "She was a Pirate? Are you crazy?"
He laughed again, “Yes she was, but remember I am a privateer. Same thing, but I have always had an Imperial license and now she will too.” He kissed her again and lightly dragged the backs of his fingers up from her chin to her ear, down her neck, before pulling her in to lay her head on his chest.
Maggie kissed him back. shivering from his touch. She eventually passed out upon him. Exhausted mentally and emotionally.
He chuckled holding her.
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Post by Edward Teach on Aug 8, 2016 13:50:41 GMT -8
MEANWHILE
He had entered Roon's room and sat down on the bed and said, “Girls I need to talk to you about Maggie, ok?”
Roon placed her doll down "What of her daddy?"
He pulled Roon onto his lap and said, “Sweetheart, you know how we made Sammie a formal part of our family, sorta how we did you? Well, we've made Maggie a part too.” Looking to Sammie, “She is a mistress, directly under you and Natasha.”
Roon nodded "Yes daddy....I think.." Sammie nodded "As you wish..."
Cocking his eyebrow to Sammie's comment, he turned to Roon, “Yes sweetheart, what do you think?”
Roon grinned "More to play with..." she smiled as she made her doll dance...
He snorted a cough into his fist and looking to Sammie he murmured, “Indeed. So it would seem. It is after the old ways, Natasha chose. I have no say in the matter.” He set Roon on her bed and asked if he could borrow Sammie for a little while. Looking to Sammie, he said, “Your room, if you please?”
Sammie nodded and moved to go to her room as asked "Okay Daddy!" Roon cheerfully said while she continued to play with her dolls.
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Post by Edward Teach on Aug 14, 2016 16:22:20 GMT -8
He followed her out to her room and upon entering he took her in his arms and sat them down on the bed, “Is this going to be an issue honey?”
Sammie looked down "I don't know about this...."
Looking at her with all his concentration on her he asks, “Why? Besides, like I said, its the old ways and accordingly only my wife has say over these matters. I don't really get a vote.”
Sammie sighed "And neither do I..."
He laughed, “As Consort, you get more of a say than I do. The two of you are supposed to oversee my harem together, with her always having final say, of course. But the two of you choose if I have one, how many women are in it and who they are. I don't get a say. Like I said its the Old Ways.” He shook his head. “I think it was a move of desperation. Maggie came to her and declared her secret love for me and that she was planning to leave us. I don't think Natasha wants to loose anybody.”
Sammie nodded "I understand that...."
He kissed her and cupped her face in his hand. “What is it then? Your not afraid I will not be able to give you all my full attention are you?” Just then the door opened and another Edward was standing in it and said, “Because I am perhaps the only man who can fully dedicate himself to many.” The other him closed the door and the one holding her kissed her more deeply. “So what is it?”
Sammie was shocked to see the second Edward. She stammered "W..What?”
He laughed and pulled her closer. “I thought you knew about that already. It seems now I have bi location, or the ability to be in more than one place at any given time. It will be handy I think.” Looking at her mischievously, “Don't you think so? What with a wife, consort and mistress?”
Sammie just blushed "Yes....I think so.."
Sighing, he laid them both back onto the bed, taking her into his arms he kissed her again and asked, “Sammie, tell me sweetheart, what are your misgivings? You must know whatever her feelings for me, I don't love her, not like I love you and Natasha. Perhaps in time, my heart and passions are certainly big enough for it. But not right now. Tell me what your feeling right now.”
Sammie sighed softly "I...I don't know...I just...have mixed feelings about her.
Turning onto his back and pulling her up to lay on his chest. “Why? Its not because of what she came from I hope.” A touch of heat entering his voice at that thought. “If not that then why? Because she has been in love with me since she's been here? Why, sweetheart?”
Sammy shook her head "I...I don't know..." her voice was meek...
He gave her a long lingering kiss. “Sweetheart, don't be scared to voice yourself with me. Not ever. I love you and value your opinions.” He dragged the back of his fingers up and down her spine.
Sammie kissed him back. shivering from his touch. "I...I'm just afraid....that your love isn't real..."
He snorted, continuing his ghosting touches along her back. “Sammie, in all the years you have known me, have you ever known to speak anything untrue? I mean yes, I sometimes let people continue in their misguided ignorance or mislead them by giving them only a part of the truth. But have you ever known me actually say an untrue thing?”
Sammie shook her head "No..never.."
He kissed her again, “Then why do you question my love when I have told you in certain, concrete words, Sammie, I do love you.”? He sighed as he kissed her yet again and pulled her tight against himself. "If, even knowing I don't tell deliberate lies, you cannot trust my words. Trust my actions. Are my actions the actions of a man who does not love you?"
Sammie kissed him back as she curled around him. "I trust you...i just don't trust myself"
He laughed again, “Than trust me enough to trust you for both of us.” He reached up and placed his hand behind her head and kissed her so deeply she could feel it down to her toes.
Sammie inhaled softly as she kissed back. Her toes curling softly as she held him near.
He groaned into her kiss and pulled her fully on top of himself so that the full length of her was laid out along himself.
Sammie closed her eyes, feeling herself moving on top of him. her hands on either side of his head.
He laid still, arms wrapped around her, breathing in her scent and enjoying the weight and feel of her body on top of himself.
Sammie whimper moaned into him. nibbling his lip as she kissed him.
He tightened his grip of her and kissed her asking in a quiet, reverent voice, “What do you want, honey?”
Sammie panted softly "I....I..." she blushed.
He let out a shuddering sigh as he eased himself into her, keeping eye to eye contact. Watching for her reaction.
Sammie arched back as she moaned feeling him....her hands clamped upon him.
He was giving her all his love and gentleness it the most plainly direct way he knew how.
Sammie spent hours with him. eventually she lay spent upon him. covered in sweat.
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Post by Edward Teach on Aug 14, 2016 16:37:55 GMT -8
At that same time in Maggie's room
She awoke to him kissing her along the jaw and down the nerve along her jugular and up to her lips. One arm around her and the other caressing her body.
Maggie stirred feeling him. "Hmm?"
He kissed her deeply and trailed kisses over her neck and face with a slight hum emanating from deep within him.
Maggie moved slowly "My lord?" she shivered softly waking up. Kissing him back.
Letting his fingers tickle all over her body he said, “Edward, Maggie, you are a Mistress now. It is proper for you to address me as Edward and Natasha by her name.” He started trailing kisses along her body.
Maggie shivered softly as she moved with his touches. "As you wish....what can I do for you, Edward?"
He kissed her, “Lay here and enjoy this.” He moved his hands all over her body and his lips her lips and neck. He smiled into his next kiss. He had guessed that she had never had anyone pay attention to her, even when gaining what they wanted from her. Too he figured she was unaware of just how powerful simple touch could be. He spoke quietly to her. “This has been for you. I wish you to see there is more to love than sex and sex is more then a coin to spend." Looking at her face for a reaction and kissing her he continued, "We have not had sex and yet I have given you a part of me. You can feel loved without the act of sex. Do you feel loved, Maggie?"
Maggie returned the kiss and nodded "Yes...I do..."
"That is good then. Do you understand what I am showing you?"
Maggie nodded softly "Yes...."
He kissed her again and held her closely and asked, "What do you want Maggie? What can I do for you here, today, in this moment?"
Maggie returned the kiss "I just....want to be here....Its like...a dream..."
He nodded and laid and held her the remainder of the day.
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Post by Edward Teach on Aug 14, 2016 16:49:25 GMT -8
MEANWHILE
Standing in the common area he looked down at some of the gifts that had already come in from the people for their son. He smiled at the lace and patterned dresses and shook his head, “I see they have heard we are keeping to the old ways...” He took them and walked into his room. Setting them aside he laid down with at his sleeping wife.
Tasha stirred softly feeling him. "Mmmm" she awoke.
Smiling he kissed her with greater enthusiasm and intensity than he had in a long time.
Tasha her hands moved through his hair.
Laying next to her he smiled and asked, “How was your nap, tesoro mio?”
Tasha returned the kiss softly as she curled into him. Her heart beating like mad. "It was strange. Kept having strange dreams that made no sense.." she chuckled softly as she ran her fingers through his hair. "What have you been up to since I slept?"
He snorted. “I have been sorting things out with the girls. I am still with Maggie and Sammie. As soon as I can extricate one of myselves I will go and spend sometime with Roon.” He looked at her and bent to kiss her stomach and laid his head on it for a moment. With a contented grin he sighed a sigh of purest pleasure.
Tasha smiled softly as he laid his head upon her small bump. "You can split yourself up thrice now?" she smiled as she ran her hand through his hair
Looking up to her he smiled, "Though bi location literally means, 'two places' in theory there is no limit except how much sensual input my mind can handle at once. I am not split up, I am simply in these places at the same time. I am aware of everything I am doing in each of these places."
Tasha chuckled softly "It must be strange feeling sug."
He laughed, “If I let myself think about too much I am sure it would be. I am also sure I would loose the ability as soon as I concentrated on it.” He shrugged, “I just accept it for what it is and use it where its most useful.” He sighed and let his head fall from her belly to her lap. He reached out and picked up the baby dresses. “Our people have already started sending us gifts for our son.” Smiling broadly, “I have traveled through all of Tyran and many other places and have not seen lace and seamstry as fine as this. The women must have started this months ago as soon as the rumor got out.”
Tasha held out the dress "A dress for our son? Really? Why would we put our son in a dress meant for a girl? They knew we're having a son right, not a daughter?" She looked confused. "It is quite fine work though...." She picked up another and looked at them.
He laughed, “A Consort and a Mistress? They are respecting the Old Ways. All babies wore dressing gowns until they started walking or their second birthday. The the boys are “breeched” in a breeching ceremony and a celebration after.”
Tasha chuckled softly "Old ways huh...." she smiled folding the garments. "Well, its a good thing they are...I'm not fully sure of it but..." she leaned down and kissed him. "Any ideas of where you want the nursery to be? Although we have at least 8 months left...I think.."
He laughed. “Well, except for Roon, the girls have all chosen the rooms furthest from us, so any of the the rooms on the other side of Roon's or the Lady's bedroom if you don't think you'll need a place for alone time.” Looking at the dresses he shrugged, “Don't worry to much about the gowns. Remember he only need wear them in public. Here it will just be diapers.”
Tasha chuckled "Yeah I don't think the servants will enjoy picking up after his messes...." she looked down to her stomach, gently gracing her fingers along the small bump on her stomach....In clothing, its not noticeable yet, but this way, it was. She smiled softly "I still haven't felt any movement yet....the only thing I feel is when he reacts to you...
He kissed the bump again and then placed a hand over it and placed the other over her heart and the room suffused with that odd light again and again she felt life reaching into her, caressing their son. This time, however she felt something she couldn't understand. A sense of well-being and contentment. A sense of weightlessness and snugness she couldn't place till she realized it was their son. Then the feeling faded along with the glow. Edwards aethor was noticeably diminished.
Tasha breathed heavily, panting as she felt this...she laid her hand over his over their son. A tear falling from her cheek. She sat there for a moment after the feeling faded....
A quick gasp left Edward and he shook his head, “I.. I am not with Maggie or Sammie anymore and I can't send myself to them.” He looked up to her with surprise written all over his face.
Tasha looked to him breathing hard still...her heart racing from the feeling still. "I...I don't know..."
Forgetting his own confusion he looked to her, “Honey, what's wrong? It was meant to be a good experience for you. A way to feel our son. What's the matter?”
Tasha smiled weakly to him as another tear fell "I...I can't explain it....it...." she laid a hand upon her heart. "I...Its amazing to feel our son that way...reassuring he's okay..."
He sighed a sigh of relief and kissed her. “I am glad you are pleased.” Just then Maggie and Sammie barged into the room, “Edward are you alright? You just ceased to be there with us. What's wrong?”
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Post by Edward Teach on Aug 14, 2016 17:12:22 GMT -8
Leaving the room, Maggie was standing outside the door and looked almost scared, “What is it? Is everything alright, m'Lady?” She tentatively reached a hand out as if to lay it on Tasha's arm in comfort, then let it drop.
Tasha smiled softly as she looked to Maggie. 'Everything is fine..." she patted her hand softly.
Maggie turned to walk with her and looked like she wanted to say something but was afraid to.
Tasha paused a moment. "What is it Maggie?"
She took a deep breath and said, “M'Lady, his Lord... I mean Edward came to me after you fell asleep.” Blushing she looked away. “He touched me, not inside, but still it was the same feeling. Then he did not try to be with me. I don't understand. All men demand it, and with what he is... I don't understand. He's certainly a man. Does he not find me desirable? Should I leave?”
Tasha smiled softly "He does like you....he's trying to show you that he's different from others that you've known before..."
She sighed, “I've known that since the day he saved me from the mob. Still, a naked woman in his arms and certainly willing? What sort of man is it that does not … indulge himself. I can only figure he does not find me to his liking.” Looking off to the side she then seemed to come to a decision and turned, reached up and kissed Tasha on the lips. A deep passionate kiss that left no doubt what she was offering.
Tasha was shocked a moment but wrapped her arms around her and kissed her back.
Maggie opened her mouth and tested with her tongue toward Tasha's mouth. She wrapped one arm around Tasha's body and the other hand she ran up and down Tasha's body.
Tasha shivered as she kissed back in kind with her.
Disengaging Maggie took Tasha's hand and started toward her room.
Tasha followed her.
When they got to the room, Maggie tumbled them down on the bed. She explored Tasha's mouth with her tongue as her hands explored Tasha's body.
Tasha let Maggie take the lead. moaning softly and exploring with her.
Maggie let her mouth drop to Tasha's neck and hands stroking up and down the inside of Tasha's thighs.
Tasha shivered softly, breathing heavily as her hands roamed too. She moaned softly blinking open her eyes. "M...Maggie...what...are you doing?" she spoke softly, her voice full of lust and want.
Maggie let loose a deep throaty laugh. “I am pleasing you, of course. If this does not please you tell what you want and I will do it.”
Tasha panted softly holding her at arms length for a moment. "Well, yes...but is this what you want to do or what you feel you have to do?"
Maggie grinned knowingly, "Does it really matter, M'Lady? Let me give you this. You have given me a dream, let me give you this."
Tasha looked at her for a moment before nodding and returned to her kissing.
Smiling, Maggie returned Tasha's kisses.
Tasha moaned and responded in turn. Soon after they finished she lay there dozing, breathing heavily.
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Post by Edward Teach on Aug 14, 2016 17:20:49 GMT -8
After Tasha fell asleep Maggie laid with her, knowing her job well, lightly brushed her fingers over Tasha, and occasionally dropping to an erotic zone. Not hard enough to wake her, but enough to give her pleasant dreams. When she woke she saw Edward leaning against the door frame, just watching them.
Tasha her eyes fluttered open, taking a moment to clear as she saw Edward there. "Sug..." she smiled.
He smiled to her, “Yes my love?” Maggie jerked up in surprise with eyes large as silver dollars and started stuttering, “My Lord, its … its “ He laughed and walked over and kissed Maggie and said, “Its what it is, is all.” Then turned his attention on Tasha and kissed deeply enough that she felt her soul cry out with the pleasure of it.
Tasha kissed him back. She grunted slowly moving to sit. She slowly moved as if she was stiff or sore..."I think a nice bath is in order..." she exhaled.
He shrugged and picked her up in his arms and looked to Maggie, “Care to join us?” When they got to the bathroom Sammie and Roon were already in the tub. He looked to her and smirked, “Well what do you think? Family bath time?”
Tasha chuckled "Sure...."
He stepped into the tub and lowered them down into the water. Sammie was washing Roon who was playing with her dolls. He began washing her and Maggie moved to help.
Tasha exhaled softly, closing her eyes as they helped her bathe...
After they had her squeaky clean he started bathing Maggie and Roon was already finished being cleaned. She just continued playing with her dolls as if this were an everyday occurrence.
Tasha laid in the bath relaxing.
When he finished bathing Maggie they both turned and began bathing Sammie. While at work he mentioned offhandedly, “I will go to tonight's Blooding by myself. You are obviously too tired. I might have just sent another self down, but it seems not being at full charge I can't do that now. So I am afraid I will have to leave you for the night. Will you be alright?”
Tasha nodded softly "I am sorry I can't make it...why don't you send one of them in my stead..."
He shrugged and said, “Sammie usually goes anyway. She can sit at my side.” Sammie looked up suddenly a bit like a doe caught in the headlights. “What?” As Edward was continuing, “and Maggie can stay with you if she likes.” Maggie looked to Tasha and said huskily, “It would be my pleasure.”
Tasha nodded softly as she slowly got out of the tub. "Alright..." she leaned to kiss him as she went to dry off. "I'm sure they would understand as I'm carrying your son..." she smiled softly. Sammy looked down and away hearing that.
Edward returned Tasha's kiss and then seeing Sammie, leaned over and kissed her too. “It will be alright. We will weather this. I promise.” Then swung Roon out of the tub to start drying her. She just continued playing dolls like she wasn't be slung around like a sack or potatoes. Maggie looked a little out of sorts, feeling just a bit left out.
Sammie kissed back as she got out of the tub moving to get dried off before getting ready to go to the Blooding.
As Tasha was finishing and he had Roon reasonably dry he started drying himself and said to Tasha, “Before we leave out and after I get Roon down I'd like to speak to you.” Then he noticing Maggie he leaned down and kissed her deeply and whispered. “We're not leaving you out honey. Just got a routine set and have to figure how to start weaving you in.”
Tasha kissed him back. "Alright..." She smiled as she moved to go lay down. Maggie looked a bit shocked but nodded softly as she got herself out of the tub. Moving to dry herself off as she unstoppered the tub.
Thinking for a moment he asked Maggie, “Want to come and help me get Roon down for the night? She likes sleeping with someone, at least till she's deeply asleep.” He kissed Roon's brow and winked at Maggie.
Maggie nodded and went with him to help Roon lay down. Although she felt a little awkward dealing with a child as she wasn't quite used to that as of yet.
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Post by Edward Teach on Aug 14, 2016 17:23:08 GMT -8
In Roon's room he laid her down and laid down on one side of her and patted the place on the oppisite side of her. He started singing a silly nursery rhyme to her in a quiet baritone: “Once upon a time a goose drank wine and a monkey chewed tobacco on a street cart line. The line broke, he cut his throat and they all went to heaven on a billy goat.”
Maggie chuckled softly sitting down where he patted.
He patted some more motioning for her to lay down next to her like him. He kissed Roon's nose as she laughed at his song. He tugged her in tighter when she started to yawn and rub her eyes.
Maggie laid down upon her side as she yawned, catching Roon's yawn.
When Roon was finally asleep he took Maggie's arm and laid it over Roon and started to extricate himself as he leaned over and silently said, “Stay with her till she starts snoring a little then its safe to get up and leave her for the night.” He kissed Maggie on he lips and got up. He left the room and walked to his and Tasha's. Walking in he said, “Hello, wife.”
Maggie nodded as she relaxed. In Ed's and Tasha's room, her eyes fluttered open as she heard him come in. "Hey..." she stretched as she yawned.
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Post by Edward Teach on Aug 14, 2016 17:37:35 GMT -8
He smiled, laying down next to her. He kissed her hard, deeply and madly then pulled back and sighed. Looking her in the eye he said, “You know I have not … availed myself of Maggie yet. Has she said anything to you about it? I was hoping to teach her a lesson in love and sex, but it seems she is determined to do her “business” her way.” He arched an eyebrow at Tasha.
Tasha kissed him back. She looked back to him . "I tried to explain to her ...but...." blushed "I kinda got lost Sug..."
“Well, teaching her was only part of why I have held back. The largest part, but still only part.” He looked up to her eyes, “I have also been waiting for word from you.”
Tasha closed her eyes. "Mmm. A word? About what?"
He laughed, “She is not my wife or consort, she is a mistress and as such is yours to decree when and if and how often. I told you I have no say in it.”
Tasha she nodded. "Mmmhmm Okay...sug..." she looked to him softly.
Now he was just teasing her. “Ok what, my love? Ok, you understand? Ok, you'll take it under advisement? Ok, you'll have a little more fun with her first? Ok, you'll ask her what she thinks? Ok what?” There was an evil gleam in his eye. Oh, yeah he was teasing her.
Tasha moaned softly smirking "Okay you're a tease....and yes...I understand..." she gripped his hair softly, giving a soft tug.
He laughed softly bringing his lips up to hers. “I am glad. Now what are you going to do about it? I sense its a festering wound that needs to be attended or it will ruin the limb.”
"About what? Maggie....Well, I think she's fine where she is....maybe one day....adding to Sammie..." she arched kissing him back.
He smirked, “So she's off limits till we can all spend an evening together?” Looking at her with a gleam. “You know this is one of the lessons I was trying to teach her. Sex isn't love. Sex isn't even sensuality. You can be deeeply sensual without being sexual. And learning that, hope maybe she will learn that sex is no longer a means to an end for her, how she has to pay her way.”
Tasha she nodded softly. "You do have a say so you know. If you want her you can take her if you desire..." she cupped his cheek.
Grinning knowingly he answered, “No, my wife, not till you say. Besides, you know I don't love her. I care for her sure and maybe in time I could love her. I don't now. So I will wait till you say it is right.”
Tasha kissed him. she nodded softly as she "Ahhh...."
Smiling , he snaked an arm under and around her, moved in to give her the kind of kiss that left her shaking. “And what about you my love? Will you continue to partake?”
Tasha panted softly "Do ...you want me to stop?" she asked him softly "I want....your input too...."
He pulled her in tightly. He kissed her saying, “Well, my attempt to teach her seems to have fallen on deaf ears, she just switched from trying to please me to please you in wanting to keep her new place. Perhaps if you are easy with her and talk to her about you and I and Sammie and her it might help. Let her do things her way if she must, but use it to talk and explain things to her too.”
Tasha nodded softly " A...Alright..."
He kissed her and stood, “I should start getting ready and make sure Sammie isn't too worked up and anxious.” He started dressing. Part the way through Sammie slipped into the room and sat down on the bed next to Tasha waiting for him to finish.
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