Rebecca Out in the Middle of Nowhere! {time?}

[Rebecca Halifax]

The unexpected touch as they exchanged the flask may have sparked a momentary stiffening of her fingers, but the warmth of his murmur in her ear brought a stronger reaction. Her breath caught in her throat with a tiny squeak, heart stuttering as her whole body stiffened. Immediately filled with annoyance at herself over the show of weakness, Rebecca leaned away from the man and resolutely scootched down the seat to widen the space between them. He obviously had no respect for personal boundaries.

Once the coach came to a stop, Rebecca waited for a moment as she heard his footsteps exiting before rising and following to the door. Damn him, what had she just said about endearments? Determined to wrest a little control back, she did not take his hand immediately, instead arching an unamused eyebrow. "You're taking liberties again." Only then did she reach her hand out for the taking, holding tightly to his as she felt out each step down with a foot. It wasn't that she thought he wouldn't catch her if she tripped, she just wasn't willing to trust him. It was for this reason that she stayed half a step behind him while they walked arm in arm, so she would be able to feel if he went up or down and know that a step was there without having to pause. Luckily for her dignity, this early warning allowed her to stop when he did without bumping into him. Rebecca felt a little anxious until she felt his hands in her hair undoing the blindfold. She closed her eyes and unconsciously held her breath until she felt the silk fall.

It was almost anticlimactic. She'd been half expecting a drafty decrepit castle and was pleasantly surprised to find a rather well turned out Tudor entry chamber. Green eyes drifted around the room, taking in every detail and unable to hide her quiet approval. Yes, this was a very nice space. She especially liked the carvings, those would be fun to paint. Rebecca adopted a politely bland expression as she looked up at the old bastard, trying very hard to not be annoyed by his smile and pretenses of civility. A sardonic smirk curled her lips as she curtsied. "Grazie, Signore, you are too kind." Sarcasm fairly dripped from her words before she blinked upon realizing which meal he said it was. "Dinner already? Goodness." What had the villains done to keep her asleep for so long? Her distress at that terribly disturbing idea showed plainly on her face. Even worse, what had they done to Dorcas and Shakespeare?

[Fluff]

He smiled, just barely stopping himself from caressing her cheek as she looked around in wonder and whispered in a somewhat rugged voice "Get yourself upstairs for some refreshing. I'll be waiting for you in the dining room, little one." Then, without waiting for her reply, he turned and walked off. There was a maid waiting to the side who gave a curtsy as if the lady was in full dress. "This way milady."

OOC: I'd like to cut it off here and will post a follow up thread for you with a location and a timestamp. Thank you so far for a marvelous thread

[Rebecca Halifax]

OOC: Cutting off here sounds marvelous. Oooo, I can hardly wait! You write such an awesome sympathetic villain.

[Fluff]

OOC: follow up here: viewtopic.php?f=223&t=9951