The Great Hall

Royce Westmoreland wrote:

Royce came back to court after a while. He had some matters to solve in Scotland. He missed King James. But he also missed english court. Once entered in the hall, he saw many people dancing and laughing. They ignored him. He took a breath and walked along hall slowly. A servant brought him some wine. Then he reached windowside and kept on sipping his wine silently, looking around

Noelle looked around, and stared. She was like a wide eyed deer. Lost in a large crowd of people. She felt a little scared, because it had been nearly three months since she ahd left Scotland.

Noelle held her goblet tightly, and walked past the windowsill.

And tripped and her glass fell from her hands.

Royce Westmoreland wrote:

Royce came back to court after a while. He had some matters to solve in Scotland. He missed King James. But he also missed english court. Once entered in the hall, he saw many people dancing and laughing. They ignored him. He took a breath and walked along hall slowly. A servant brought him some wine. Then he reached windowside and kept on sipping his wine silently, looking around

Seeing Royce knowing i owe him my life i go to speak to him, but seeing another lady approach him i back off goes and find a table, hoping i can speak to him.

I entered the hall and smiled at the dancing couples, the laughing people and the few drunks. I happily take a goblet of wine as a servant offers me some. I carefully slip past the dancers and stand by the window- as a cool breeze blows through the drafty window.

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Noelle looked around, and stared. She was like a wide eyed deer. Lost in a large crowd of people. She felt a little scared, because it had been nearly three months since she ahd left Scotland.

Noelle held her goblet tightly, and walked past the windowsill.

And tripped and her glass fell from her hands.

As he saw a woman trip and drop her goblet he rushed over, placing his on the goblet as he did.
He took her hand and looked into her eyes,"My Lady are you alright?"

hearing my name being called knowing its Royce i get up taking my drink walk towarda him and curtsy, i saw you but you look like you were thinking i did not want to disturb you

Edward Craven wrote:

I entered the hall and smiled at the dancing couples, the laughing people and the few drunks. I happily take a goblet of wine as a servant offers me some. I carefully slip past the dancers and stand by the window- as a cool breeze blows through the drafty window.

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Noelle looked around, and stared. She was like a wide eyed deer. Lost in a large crowd of people. She felt a little scared, because it had been nearly three months since she ahd left Scotland.

Noelle held her goblet tightly, and walked past the windowsill.

And tripped and her glass fell from her hands.

As he saw a woman trip and drop her goblet he rushed over, placing his on the goblet as he did.
He took her hand and looked into her eyes,"My Lady are you alright?"

Noelle looked up as an incredibly handsome man had helped her up. "I'm fine now, mi' lord. I tend to not watch where I'm walking," she replied to him wiping the dirt off of her skirt.

"I am Noelle Hoffman, 2nd Countess of Norbury," she said curtsying.

He smiled charmingly as she spoke without loosing eye contact, is such beauty possible?

He gently helped her rise to her feet,"I am Edward Craven Count of Wiltshire,"he said in a husky tone, overwhelmed by her mysterious and beautiful eyes...

I smile as I clap along with the other dancers as the dance finishes. I look around and then turn to Thomas when I hear him speak.

I smile looking at his eyes, we then walk away together from the centre of the floor.

"…Well I have no real story, my lord. I was brought up in Wiltshire in Wardour Castle with my brother. I am afraid that I have no real knowledge of the world beyond my home…"

I sigh a little and then look up,"What of you, tell me about yourself?"

Edward Craven wrote:

He smiled charmingly as she spoke without loosing eye contact, is such beauty possible?

He gently helped her rise to her feet,"I am Edward Craven Count of Wiltshire,"he said in a husky tone, overwhelmed by her eyes...

Noelle grinned a little. She could not help but, feel a little nervous as he kept staring at her. Noelle was always the type to become easily nervous. 'What do I have something in my teeth? Am I a mess,' she thought to herself.

"It is a pleasure to meet you," Noelle replied to him.

He smiled,"...And you, my lady."

He looked down at their intertwined hands and then looked up,"I hope you can forgive my impetuosity..."

He heard clapping behind them and turned round to see that the dance that was going on when he entered the hal had finished and a new one was starting.

He looked warmly back at her,"May I kiss your hand?"

Noelle smiled widely, and looked at him. She could feel her heart beating a mile a minute. What was going on with her? Was she actually actually falling for this man? What was it about him that made her feel like this? Noelle had to find out. "Yes you may kiss my hand," she said to him.

walking around the hall stoppng at a gentleman who i know smile and curtsy. good eve Master how are you?

He gently took her hand after her consent and pressed his moist lips against her delicate hand. He then looked up and smiled-admiring her beauty. Words could not describe what he felt with her-many beautiful women reside in court but this woman is different. She seemed to sparkled and glowed-like an angel...

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He heard music as a new dance was beginning,"Would you like to dance, my lady?"

She blushed as he kept staring at her. Noelle looked at him, and began to stammer. She said to him," I have not-t-t-t-t danced in such a long time. I think I have forgotten. So, you will have to be my guide."

He eventually approached lady Guinevere as the feeling they have once met couldn't go out of his mind. He bowed and looked at her with curiosity in his eyes.
My lady... I hope I am not disturbing? Haven't we met before?
Asked with a warm smile at his face.

Elizabeth Craven wrote:

I smile as I clap along with the other dancers as the dance finishes. I look around and then turn to Thomas when I hear him speak.

I smile looking at his eyes, we then walk away together from the centre of the floor.

"…Well I have no real story, my lord. I was brought up in Wiltshire in Wardour Castle with my brother. I am afraid that I have no real knowledge of the world beyond my home…"

I sigh a little and then look up,"What of you, tell me about yourself?"

I listen intently as she speaks. "Wiltshire is a beautiful place." I then place my goblet on the window sill. "My lady please don't so modest, i'm sure you have lots of skills. If you want I could show you around the palace grounds."

I blush a little and smile,"I would enjoy that, my lord."

Edward took her hand and led her to the centre of the floor,"It would be my pleasure,"he whispered softly and took her other hand, as he led her to the floor,"...And my honour," he continued as he was gently guiding her to their place. He smiled warmly, overwhelmed by her modesty and beauty.

As strings are plucked and horns are blown, beautiful music began echoing through the whole hall. According with the dance Edward bowed respectfully.

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He recognised the tune and knew the steps well. He circled her, smiling-as did the other men with their partners. He then took two steps back and one forward with his hands clasped behind his back. He continued his steps, carefully placing his feet in the correct position, effortlessly dancing in time with the magical music. He was captivated by her.

He then he nodded encouragingly, as the women began their steps. He stood tall fascinated by her, wishing to be closer to her...

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Edward Craven wrote:

Edward took her hand and led her to the centre of the floor,"It would be my pleasure,"he whispered softly and took her other hand, as he led her to the floor,"...And my honour," he continued as he was gently guiding her to their place. He smiled warmly, overwhelmed by her modesty and beauty.

As strings are plucked and horns are blown, beautiful music began echoing through the whole hall. According with the dance Edward bowed respectfully.

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He recognised the tune and knew the steps well. He circled her, smiling-as did the other men with their partners. He then took two steps back and one forward with his hands clasped behind his back. He continued his steps, carefully placing his feet in the correct position, effortlessly dancing in time with the magical music. He was captivated by her.

He then he nodded encouragingly, as the women began their steps. He stood tall fascinated by her, wishing to be closer to her...

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Noelle smiled happily as their hands intertwined. She never felt like the before. Francis had never treated her with such kindness, and King James had kept their affair a secret. But, now Lord Craven had swooped her off of her feet. Noelle listened to the music, and grinned. Had she fallen for his man so quickly? Who knew. But, for now she was enjoying being next to him.

"I thank you, mi' lord for helping me," she said as she danced along to the music.

The dance eventually finished. He smiled and clapped as did the other dancers.

He took her hand, kissed it and bowed,"If you will excuse me, I have something I must see to."

Jonathan wrote:

He eventually approached lady Guinevere as the feeling they have once met couldn't go out of his mind. He bowed and looked at her with curiosity in his eyes.
My lady... I hope I am not disturbing? Haven't we met before?
Asked with a warm smile at his face.

smiles and curtsy as the gentlemen approaches me no sir you are not i do believe we have met before but i do not know where smiles sweetly

Elizabeth Craven wrote:

I blush a little and smile,"I would enjoy that, my lord."

I take her hand in mine and lead her out the the royal gardens.

Royce Westmoreland wrote:

Royce reached finally Cordelia, when he noticed a noise behind him. A young lady made fall a glass from her hand. He was going to help her, but a gentleman reached her quickly before him. Then turned to Cordelia again and smiled

My lady...I was wondering where you were. How are you?

He asked with a charming smile on his face

I am well now i am scared to leave the palace these day. I have missed you i wondered where you got to.

Yes, indeed, I also do not remember.
Smiled confused.
Would you mind reminding your name? My name is Jonathan Atmoor. It is nice to see you again though.
Bowed with his head slighly and smiled again.