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"Of course I don't, darling. I'm definitely not starting now," she said with a little smile. Alright, maybe tone it down a little now. But wasn't that sort of schmaltzy corny shit what Lady's parents were expecting? "Oh, yes. They're very typical in Redwood Hollow, where I'm currently living," she said just the right amount of excited. "A lovely, quaint little place, like out of a fairytale. A perfect place to marry, in my opinion."
At Lady's raised eyebrow, Guinevere could do nothing else but wink. Probably that would sell the idea well enough.
"Truly, ma'am, I can sleep in the guestroom... But if you insist," she said, suddenly really curious to know what Lady's childhood bedroom looked like. They crossed the grand hall and up a flight of stairs, and through a door to the room. Guinevere pressed her lips together as not to burst out laughing. "It's exactly what I expected, Lady dear." She looked around, taking it all in. "It's so you."
Lady was feeling a bit uneasy as she walked towards the window to escape the unpleasant smell of roses that filled her room. She needed the fresh air to clear her head. Suddenly, Guin's teasing remark caught her attention. "Careful Guin or I will show you exactly how soft that bed is," She said with a smirk. Lady couldn't help but blush at the thought of what she meant.
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Lady felt the need to apologize for her mother's behavior. "Sorry for my mom. She is a bit much," she said, hoping to ease the tension between them.
Guin, who handled her mother's overbearing attitude like a champ, just smiled back at her. Lady couldn't believe that Guin had told her mother that she would tie her up. She snorted at the thought.
Lady was not one to be easily pinned down, and Guin knew that.
@guinevere--bach
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Mirage was 'technically' not working tonight, but had received a subtle nod from a certain guest at the top table that she should be prepared for anything, just in case. She figured that it would be a good idea to scope out the party from the sidelines, a subtle as she always did, just to get a general sense of what 'protective forces' were lurking amongst crowd goers.
Lady Lannister was the first she spotted, though some way off she was sure she had spotted one of the Prides and Mr. Lightyear too. Mirage lingered with an easy smile. She gave no air of suspicion. "Enjoying yourself, Officer?"
"you may say Lannister, I won't be officer much longer." She knew it was coming, and she couldn't combine both jobs. It was a pity. In the back of her head it's a disaster. She loved being a cop.
"I'm so, so sorry to disappoint..." she said with a sigh. "But I've been awfully sick this past week. I'm very delicate to the cold, you see... I'm much better now, but I'd rather not get my dear Lady sick, too." She smiled at her, as tenderly as she could, and planted a tiny kiss on the top of her head. That should do. "But I do have good news to tell you," she said, now smiling wide and clearing her throat, feigning anxiety and a slight sickly pain.
"Lady and I would love to have you both at the grand wedding we will celebrate by the end of next month. A winter wedding, won't that be delightful?" she said. "Right at the Red Orchard by our house. Oh, you'd love it. A real vintage beauty."
But she had to stop smiling, at least for a fraction of a second, when Lady's mother made her threat. For a moment she wanted to raise her arm and circle it around Lady's shoulders, bringing her closer to her, just to make sure her mother wouldn't pounce at her. But it wouldn't be seen as proper. Instead, Guinevere just laughed. "Careful, Miss Lannister. Tying her to a bed is my line of work." Then she blinked. Why on Earth did she say that? And to Lady's parents, of all people?
"you never disappoint." Lady said just as sweetly, her anger fading as a kiss found its way to her forehead. She took a deep breath. They were in this together, lady was a wild card whereas Guin was a blossoming rose.
"A wedding at an Orchard?" It was certainly a unique location Lady's mother felt.
Her mother however laughed at Guin's remark.
Lady on the other hand raised her eyebrow, telling Guin: I'd like to see you try to tie me to your bed.
"Mom Guin has been sick, you would not mind if she rests in your guestroom-"
Her mother shook her head. , "Don't be silly lady, you have no secrets, she can stay in your room. You both can."
Lady nodded. "If you'll excuse us." For some reason, she felt glad she didn't bring oz here. But her stomach sank having to put Guin through this instead.
"Et voilà my room is very uhm…..pink." she sighed, her parents had not changed anything about her room. It still smelled like roses. It sickened her.
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She smiled politely at the parents as she made sure they could get a good look at the ring Lady had gotten for her. She would have been alright without the ring, but now that she had it, she guessed she would wear it. Guinevere was surprised, though, when the mother hugged Lady. From all that she had told her, she expected stern, cold people. But it made sense that they were happy, that they were warm. They were surely relieved now that all their troubles regarding their daughter had been solved.
"Please, the pleasure is mine," Guinevere said, and gave a small chuckle as she turned to her new wife. "Lady has been talking about you during the whole trip."
Lady had not expected the parents who forced her into a marriage with a stranger to be so accepting. Something was off.
"Only Good things, I hope." Her mother said with a chuckle, already delighted with how elegant Guinevere came across. Lady could learn from her. She felt like Guin was a fresh breath of air. Especially with how rotten Lady's taste was in men.
Which made the mother wonder. What did Lady see in Guinevere aside from, well, her beautiful face?
" So please don't hold back in sharing your love. My husband and I often dote on each other, right, honey." Her husband, who had been more at the back, nodded, planting a kiss on the woman's cheek and resting behind her, planting his hands on his wife's shoulders.
Lady looked at them both like they grew a second head.
"Show our love?"
Her mother smirked. "Yes, after all you do love one another. After all if that weren't the case. We would hate to force a divorce. After all, the Duke from Chesterfield would very much like for you to be his-"
Lady turned crimson. " You have not changed at all. Always wanting to con-" she halted herself. " I love Guinevere and she loves me. I do not need to prove anything."
Meeting the parents
lady dreaded this day for years. She had not seen her parents nor her sister for years. But the deadline struck and she got married. So she had to properly introduce her spouse.
She walked out of the car she had been driving and helped Guin out of the car. Where Lady was supposed to be a lady, she actually turned quite gentlemanly towards Guin.
It was an arrangement of her convenience she told herself, the ring around her finger was still there, but she had gotten Guin a ring in the meantime. Rose gold with a Ruby and diamonds engraved with her name and Guin's.
"Mom, dad…meet Guinevere. My wife." She said softly.
She chewed on the inside of her cheek when all of a sudden her mom hugged her.
"I miss you darling, and Guinevere, what a beautiful name for a beautiful woman." She gave Guin a Courteous bow.
"Well, Darlings. Get in, I want to hear every little detail of how you came to be."
Lady looked at Guin with a raised eyebrow.
Was this for real?
@guinevere--bach
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She made a sort of grimace at Lady's request. If it was up to her, she'd just walk to the town hall and sign the papers and be done with it. "I'm not that drunk, Lady. Besides, it's your choice, not mine," she reminded her. "I'm just doing you a favor. I'll be kind and not expect you to pay right away."
That would be funny, admittedly. But it would also mark her as taken to the whole town. And she wasn't sure if she wanted that, at least not yet. At her next request, though, Guinevere supposed she could acquiesce. She leaned forward and gave Lady a quick peck on the edge of her mouth. Nothing decisive. Nothing that could really compromise her. "So it's decided, then," Guinevere said, slowly smiling again, less out of joy at the engagement as much as stifling a laugh at how ridiculous this all seemed. "You'll be my fourth."
Just to add a little something more to this whole silly charade, Guinevere looked down to search her hand. She was wearing only one ring, the one Mr Bạch had given her on their wedding day, a pale gold band with a big red garnet, that used to belong to the late Mrs Bạch. Pretty enough for Guinevere not to sell it. And now, pretty enough to crown Lady's finger.
Well, if they went through with this. Then she certainly could pay Guin a hefty sum for being her fiancée. She got a bit startled at the kiss. Didn't think guin would actually do it, but she smiled nonetheless. "You'll be my first." A part of her knew it wouldn't be the last. And then Guin did something she didn't expect. Something she began to learn from her friend is that she never did what Lady expected. And that was that her pale fingers now were crowned with a jewel. "Guin…" She said softly, a bit taken aback by its beauty. It was so much more fitting on Guin's finger. But now it was on hers and the reality sank in.
"Let's go to the town hall and sign the papers." Her parents might kill her, but for once lady didn't care. Perhaps, deep down, she wondered if she had been looking at the wrong person. Maybe love would find its way to her inner circle after all. But that was just the romantic in lady speaking. The skeptical side of her told her this was a mistake. So did her brain. Her heart however told her to just go with it. See where this will end. And just with that, Lady took Guin's hand and walked out of the hall with her new wife at her side.
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She smiled wider, gave a little cock of her head and a little shrug, too. "Think about it. You know me well enough by now, which already puts me at an advantage over Mr Borror," Guinevere thought out loud. She had an inkling of knowledge that Lady had dated another man before, so maybe she wasn't interested in women at all. Regardless, it would just be pretend. She just hoped, for her own sake, that Lady was a decent actress.
"You know I can give you a nice, comfortable life. Sofia's around, so you don't need to worry about cooking or doing chores. If you want to marry me, you will be able to do whatever you want. You'd be as free as you are right now... Maybe even more free, without the weight of that responsability on your shoulders."
She had another sip of her glass, and chuckled. "You might even... You understand me. Maybe this will even make Mr Borror jealous."
Lady bit her lips, Lady was not straight if that was anything of Guin's concerns. It probably wasn't. Shed never see Lady that way. And in a way, Lady saw Guin as her closest friend. Being married to your best friend would be any girl's dream, and yet, her heart was still with oz.
But what she loves more than oz is her freedom.
"Alright." She had thought about the pros and cons and decided there and then.
" I will marry you IF you do it properly." She sneakily smirked. " That is I want it announced in this hall, ask me to marry you Guin for everyone to hear."
She hummed. "Seal it with a kiss for all I care, after all we will be wives."
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"It was for the best. I wouldn't want to break the poor man's heart, you see," she said, bringing her hands together. "And at the end of the day, marriage is rarely about happiness... If ever. Sure, at first it's about being obsessed with one another, about the flames burning bright, but after a while... The cold sets in." Guinevere made sure to add some bitterness to her words. It wasn't as if she really felt bad about it, obviously. At least not now. She had learned her lesson, and at the end of the day, it had been a valuable one. "The marriage with Mr Bạch was about securing a deal. He knew it, deep inside. That made us happy. We both got what we wanted."
Guinevere chuckled. Maybe Lady should drink more often, she thought, and picked another glass of wine from the table and had a long sip. She really is funny this way. But her joke had her thinking. She brought down her glass, and lightly frowned, her mind slowly stringing her words together into an idea. "What if...?"
It was a silly idea. Guinevere smiled to herself, truly amused by the sheer thought of it. Then she looked at Lady, who didn't seem in the mood to really smile at all.
"What if you truly married me?"
Lady couldn't think of marriage as only a deal. She couldn't believe that people would stay together if the flame had died down. But maybe that was the issue with Lady in the first place. She wasn't a flame. She was a storm, a volcano of some sort.
Furthermore, she believed to have fire for both of them.
She was thinking about her joke when she frowned at Guin. Who seemed to have been thinking about something.
"Is that a proposal?" Lady laughed weakly. "Guin you need to go home you are clearly drunk." She said, but then she halted.
"It would never work, would it..." Her parents wouldn't accept that, would they?
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She could only smirk at that. She could identify with that at least a little. The nicest guys were usually the dullest, in her experience. But then again, she had only had had short-lived flings with those types. Nice ones, like supposedly Mr Borror was, were the ones you settled with. And it was clear Lady had her eyes set on him. Still, she had to try one last time, to make sure Layd knew what she was turning away from.
"Look, back in the day, I wasn't sure if I truly loved Mr Bạch, when he asked me to marry him. We talked quite a few times before that, but still, it all felt like it was happening so fast." Now Guinevere knew she had to tread carefully with what she said next. "But, with time, I learned to love him. Maybe that will happen to you too."
And then Guinevere realized, if Lady gives up and goes back to marry that guy, she will leave Redwood Hollow. She would leave for good. I wouldn't have her around anymore, my only friend... She should have held her tongue. This is what I get for trying to be nice.
"Alright. I see, I understand. It would only be a job to have, a rather unpleasant job... But we'll think of something," she said, in her best sympathetic voice. And then she chuckled a bit. "It really would be much easier if you weren't such a romantic."
Lady huffed at the idea of being a romantic.
Was she?
"You cannot tell me you were happy to be in that position. Truly happy." She had seen the way Sofia had been treated by Guin briefly, but it was enough to make her realize Guin held little love for the girl.
"I'd be better off marrying you," she said as a matter of a joke. But it was kind of the truth. Guin was like a female oz, dangerous but beautiful. And she has always treated Lady as a true friend.
"I guess we will..." She felt a bit overcome with stress. Her body was tense, and she felt tired, but that could be blamed on the alcohol in her system.
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Guinevere laughed. "Yes, I suppose he is," she nodded. He was just not her usual type. "So you like them kind. Noted," she commented as she raised her eyebrows and made a small head bow. "But I'm sure you can find someone else, just as kind, and that can be more interested in you than him. If he can't see a good thing in front of him, why do you keep pursuing him? He'll think you desperate." And that was certainly a no-no for Guinevere.
She chuckled at Lady's little dark joke. "Okay, so escaping again is not possible... Alright, listen," she sighed, resting a hand on her hip. "Would it really be so bad, if you were married to this stranger? I mean, you'd be set for life. And you'd be living like a queen, too. Being a duchess sounds like an amazing privilege, when you think about it."
" I don't know, I did like the bad boy part as well." She admitted. What attracted her the most was something dangerous.
"Yeah...if only..." She didn't finish that sentence. If only Oz would like her, love her even. She was an attractive young woman. And she did not need to be a mother, she would be fine with being childless, but she would give him kids if that was what he wanted.
Because she had fallen for him.
"I don't want to be married to a stranger..."
She really did not want to marry someone she did not know. "Why be a queen if all you have to do is spread your legs and give them an heir...." She shook her head.
"I can't Guin I just can't."
She gave a little sigh. After a brief moment of doubt, she reached out for Lady's hand and gave it a light squeeze.
"Did he reject you?" she asked her. "Or does he keep stalling, like a coward?" Guinevere knew about Lady's fixation on Mr Borror, something she still didn't quite understand. "Why did you want to marry him, anyways? You barely know him. It would be the same as marrying a stranger." Then again, in moments of desperation, one had to assume, it seems right to make a quick decision rather than none at all. Besides, Mr Borror did have the casino money, apart from a bad boy sort of style that by now Guinevere knew Lady was partial to.
"What options do we have left?" she asked her firmly, sobering up. "Forced marriage for your family, rushed marriage as a last resort... What else? Can't you do something so they can never find you?"
Lady muttered to herself but relaxed when Guin gave her hand a squeeze. "He didn't reject me, but he didn't say anything either." She wanted to be swept away, be claimed like a price, treated like a treasure. But here she was chasing a man, she wondered if she was nothing but a bother to him. "He's handsome!"
She said for starters. "But he's also kind and looks after his kids. She cannot explain it, but he's like a diamond in the rough."
His money did help - for the downer and all that jazz. "You mean aside from jumping off a cliff?" She bitterly laughed. "They have hired many private investigators. They know where I am - "
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"Lady! I was wondering where you had gone," Guinevere said, with a smile and some quite uncharacteristic enthusiasm. "Are you enjoying yourself?" She was a bit tipsy, yes, but she quickly noticed the twitch in Lady's lips. Something had happened. She frowned.
"Of course," she said, lowering her voice and taking her aside so they wouldn't be bothered by the chatter and noise of the other guests. "What's the matter?"
"I uhm..." She wasn't sure what to say, a bit taken aback with how wellspoken guin was being, was she? Was she drunk? "No, I'm not." She sighed.
"It's my parents, they want me to marry someone, so I can take over the household and become duchess." She sighed. "I was hoping to get a relationship with Oz, but I'm close to giving up, I also do not wish to marry a stranger-" She didn't want to be a breeding tool for the sake of her lineage.
"I don't know what to do, Guin."
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It was quite late by now, and after the encounter with one Miss Aphrodite, Guinevere had been drinking more and more to loosen up and feel a bit more relaxed. The "just a bit more" soon turned into "a bit too much". She asked for a glass of water, and had a slightly uncouth gulp, hoping that could sober her up a little. I should eat a little, she thought, even though she wasn't really hungry. Nibbling at a bread roll, she got up and looked around. She had remembered she had told Lady to meet her there at the feast. Their seats weren't quite near each other, since Guinevere's had been slightly closer to the ones reserved to the town's outstanding citizens and founding families.
Lady had been walking around, and after she met with Oz she found herself quite flustered. She soon found the sole friend, her companion through the worst of her days, and walked over to her with a small polite bow. "Hello, Guinevere." She said with a smile, but that smile soon faltered. "Can I borrow you for a bit, I have something I need to tell you."
ULTIMATE SHIPS CHALLENGE -[5/5] Fights ↳ “I loathe you!” “I loathe you.” “I loathed you first.”
@ozborror-highroller
Oz's ears perked up a familiar, if not troublesome voice. There was a moment of serious thought, where he tried to consider just how he wanted to go about the interaction. Cops, now cops were trouble. Big trouble. He couldn't exactly have them lurking around him and most certainly not his trio. Especially Logan. None of them. He had already had Cass trailing him for the longest, most insufferable time. Not that the RHPD shadowing him was anything new. Oz was just an expert at wasting their time. Too good at hiding his illicit work behind his totally legal, totally above ground work.
Lady was different, however. She was invested. Almost to the same level that Cass was, but seemingly not in the spiteful, antagonistic way. Lady had made it quite clear she wanted to get to know him. Now, she either had the worst taste in people Oz had ever seen, or she was one phenomenal actress. Either could be interesting.
Oz pointed at her, with a sly smile.
"I'm wise to your tricks," Oz said, "As a cop you're supposed to read my rights before you ask any questions, and I'm allowed to call my, evidently and very concerning missing lawyer."
"Tricks?" Lady said with a tilt of a head, but then as Oz explained himself, she couldn't help but sigh. "Yeah, well, I doubt I'll be a cop for much longer." Her deadline was slowly nearing, and she hadn't found a significant other, just like her parents had predicted. Maybe she was too difficult. Whatever it is, someone needs to be loved. Her lips turned into a thin line.
"Time to cut the crap, Oz, I have been chasing you for a year - I want my answer." She hadn't gotten one on Valentine.
"Is it that bad that I want to know you better, I don't care if you are a bit wiser than I am." She held her hand up high. "If you reject me now, I'm leaving Redwood, so I'll be out of your problems." She shook her head. "Not that it has anything to do with you, my parents want me home," she explained. "To be honest, Oz, being a cop was the best thing to happen to me, but I had responsibilities I've been running from." She sighed. "My castle awaits, and this princess is about to get locked up again." Her eyes fell down, she knew Oz wouldn't be her prince charming after all, he wasn't going to save her - didn't care, not about her at least.
"I pardon me-" She said, moving out of his way and headed to the bar.
((the hell with it - Closed starter for Oz))
She wasn't planning to chase after a man, and she didn't mean to bump into him either, he caught her with ease and her cheeks flushed the moment those arms captivated her. She swallowed, looking through her long eyelashes for a moment before finding her at a loss. "Oz." She said as a way of greeting him, cursing herself for being so weak when she was near him, she was a cop damn it.
Maybe she should just go home and marry that stranger after all. She wasn't sure where she stood with him, but she had been waiting for a while. Maybe her frustration was showing with her hands balled into fists and her eyebrows being furrowed.
Come on and capture me, darn it.
"How are you doing?"
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