Recent content by Lorelei Darke

She pinned him with narrow and suspicious green, "I don't need to..." before eyeing his current little project, gaze softening just faintly. He'd picked up some curious hobbies since they'd come to their agreement. All potential things considered, whittling was the least disruptive. Both for...

A heavy, terse sigh filled the void of the carriage not already filled by the sound of festive gaiety. "I'm not going to get any work done this month, am I." It wasn't a question to be answered. Not even a redundant question. More a statement of disdain she simply hadn't been able to lock...

In the moment she found her usual haste to get the day going had dissipated into the kiss that she gladly returned. She may even have been convinced to stay there in the blankets with him all morning had the knock at the entrance to her bedchamber not sounded. "Lady Darke?" said the...

"I see." In the general sense of the term, the small Squadron he'd allotted was impressive. The armor and weaponry looked to be a high quality, the attention to detail of good calibre. The men looked strong, healthy, battle-fit, and seemed well-trained, if one could judge such a thing by...

"Why not," she returned casually with a persistent smirk, perfectly content in her pile of luxury and comfort, "it's my throne room."

A laugh sounded from within the pile of blankets and pillows. Always good to learn what little things could set off a significant other and then put them to use at opportune moments simply just because. Marriage could tend to be grating after a few years so it was never a bad thing to keep each...

"Of course," she lifted her hand to pinch at his cheek, "you will be the prettiest Princess King Consort of the realm." He would sparkle and gleam and glitter to the point he'd blind the Court. No one would recognize him for the brute he'd been, ransacking taverns throughout Alliria out of...

"Presumably you were sleeping on the streets when I found you..." oh no, she hadn't missed that irony. It was interesting that he would be the one to want for luxury and opulence. Something she had lived with for the vast majority of her long life - perhaps it had simply been long enough that...

Pretty? He had no idea how correct he was in that regard. Lorelei cared rather little for pretty. Everything served a purpose or a function and, frankly, simply being pretty wasn't something she had time for. "What's wrong with utilitarian?"

"Mmhm." Tethered amusement of her own. He was a bull in the dinnerware closet - his try to be more careful might not exactly amount to much. He'd nearly broken the chair at the table last night simply for sitting in it. Frankly, furniture wasn't built for men of his stature and size...

A brow larked at the smug tone. Of course he was smug. "Yes," she replied bemusedly as he pondered on his apology. A sigh that tried very hard not to be amused parted her lips, though she shifted and turned to face him, propping herself up on an elbow. In the darkness her green eyes glowed with...

Rather clumsy and careless of him to be wearing his weapon in such a way, Lorelei noted to herself with a slight raise of a brow as he spoke. Her hands wove together while she leaned against the handrail, there was no sign of the ring given to her being anywhere on her figure. "I can offer...

"The very same." Wasn't a terrible routine, she supposed, especially when she considered her former bedmates and husbands. Some of whom had been quintessentially detached from any form of intimacy that hadn't been sex. In the end she filled that void with the business of her family and coven...

In most places the morning sunlight was one of the first things to rouse a person as it filtered through windows across a room. No such occurrence here. Instead the dull chiming of a grandfather clock from the sitting room announced the sixth hour while the sunlight was summarily shut out by...

"I see..." Lorelei had taken a crossing walk to the other side to keep an eye on the containers presently making their way in to the warehouse. She had no experience with Cerak, though she had heard of the place. As of right now, it was a non-matter, though Zeviir had mentioned looking into it...