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07.Oct.13, 03:09 AM
He was distracted and once again found himself walking along the gardens, this time the private gardens of Lord Telgar. He had managed to gain lodgings in the main Hold during his stay, something he felt he was entitled to due to his status as Holder, even if still under the authority of the Lord Holder of Telgar.
As he walked, his stride graceful and measured he spotted a woman up ahead, bending down to enjoying the scent of the spring flowers. Stopping dead, the first name that came to mind was Kira but the woman before him was all wrong. Her hair too dark, the skin more tanned than pale and he was quite sure the height was completely off too.
Disappointed it wasn't the woman who kept invading his thoughts, Darumem was tempted to take a side path and thus avoid the woman even knowing he was there. He pushed this cowardly thought away. He would never turn away from a woman for such a foolish reason. He resumed his stride, shoulders back and one hand moving in graceful gestures as though it had a mind of it's own.
"Good day to you," Darumem addressed the young woman. He was not sure if she was a serving girl or a daughter or granddaughter of somebody of significance. One glance at her mustard yellow shirt told him she wasn't wealthy. No woman of wealth would wear a shirt that showed obvious age. Talking briefly to a young woman to take his mind off another young woman suited him fine. With the fine spring air and glorious day he may even convince the young woman, if she wasn't a lady of importance, to entertain him this evening. That certainly would be a treat he didn't extend to many.
"It is a fine day to be strolling in the garden and I felt I should introduce myself to a young woman who also is enjoying the garden. I am Lord Darumem, of Litner Hold."
As he walked, his stride graceful and measured he spotted a woman up ahead, bending down to enjoying the scent of the spring flowers. Stopping dead, the first name that came to mind was Kira but the woman before him was all wrong. Her hair too dark, the skin more tanned than pale and he was quite sure the height was completely off too.
Disappointed it wasn't the woman who kept invading his thoughts, Darumem was tempted to take a side path and thus avoid the woman even knowing he was there. He pushed this cowardly thought away. He would never turn away from a woman for such a foolish reason. He resumed his stride, shoulders back and one hand moving in graceful gestures as though it had a mind of it's own.
"Good day to you," Darumem addressed the young woman. He was not sure if she was a serving girl or a daughter or granddaughter of somebody of significance. One glance at her mustard yellow shirt told him she wasn't wealthy. No woman of wealth would wear a shirt that showed obvious age. Talking briefly to a young woman to take his mind off another young woman suited him fine. With the fine spring air and glorious day he may even convince the young woman, if she wasn't a lady of importance, to entertain him this evening. That certainly would be a treat he didn't extend to many.
"It is a fine day to be strolling in the garden and I felt I should introduce myself to a young woman who also is enjoying the garden. I am Lord Darumem, of Litner Hold."
