Chapitre 14: Scene XIV — Quiet Days.
Ewelina's body ached for the following day.
Taking rest in her private chambers, she would wait for her lower body to renounce the numbness of receiving someone foreign in her body. And consider her surroundings once more after acquiring the wisdom of the dim recall of past lives.
'The Lands have transformed... As well as the times I once knew...' — She conceived at the view outside the gap making her window.
The place she was in had yet to feel familiar to the woman. Nevertheless, the experience her old soul contained had awakened. Hence, knowledge was helping the innocent lady that had arrived at the farthest corners of the Kingdom to appease some of the continuous fear and uncertainty she had been under her whole stay in this Castle.
With cleverness, she was now thinking about how to conduct herself in these hazardous domains.
'... Two days have gone by... And my Spouse has not made any attempt to catch sight of me.'
Ewelina quietly contemplated as the tea she found delight in sipping was intently stared at by her brown gems, as she rested the delicate teacup on her lap, which in itself, was too fragile to comply with the ominous place she encountered herself.
Letting her gaze wander as she looked down at the piece, quiet was kept in blank thoughts.
"....."
'... To be held like that as a first...' — She then conceived.
The reminiscence of the pressure his hand on her lower body made, caused the woman to swallow as her eyes closed to shake the sudden thought.
"... Beast." — She mumbled regardless. Bothered that even though it had been gruesome to her purity, Ewelina had still found the desire to continue their night's tangling.
"..."
The servants that accompanied her, looked at each other to the grumbling whisper. Cautious to not bother their Master who appeared lost in thought continuing their miscellaneous duties.
Days continued to traverse by the change of the moons and, as well as the changing sky, her demeanour came to forfeit the unsettling sensation soon, enabling the young wife to do as she did the days before her Husband's arrival.
Ewelina would attend to the basic duties pertaining to her position in the strong Fortress.
Every day, she would wander the places she found peaceful, to assist said days to go faster once again.
She had decided not to look for her Spouse after that first meeting, as it was not proper for the woman to seek a man in her aged beliefs.
Nonetheless, she could still fathom illusions as the residence she now lives in also sheltered the rough man that owned it.
'If we were to cross each other's path... Oh, how... How unsettlingly thrilling that would be.'
Ewelina frowned as she thought. Holding slight shyness at the possibility... For their last meeting had been quite memorable for the youthful woman.
Eventually, many days passed... Yet no chance of an encounter with the man came.
It had already been more than two weeks since they had accompanied each other on their first Marital Night.
Her womanly cycle had restricted her days to the privacy of her chambers and once it ceased to drop the uncomfortable red flow, her routinary strolls through the Vast residence of the Myrkzver Archduchy were resumed and as of this moment, currently ongoing.
Stepping down the steep stairs that would ultimately lead to the floor the couple's chamber raised, Ewelina's hand blankly felt the rocky railing that supported her quiet walk.
"... It's humid..." — She commented to the feeling of the weather left in her fingertips, as far steps could be heard.
"! Her Graceful Archduchess!..... It is ought to be fate that made me cross paths with you so promptly... Greetings and blessed Days for you." — A hast warden approached her and saluted Ewelina, clearly relieved to have found her.
"Good day, Uth... You seem agitated... Is there a problem that I can help you with?"
Kindly she greeted with the same shyness in the soft voice her current self had crafted in this life, curious at the man's rush.
"... It would be outrageous for this humble server to ask something from his Master... I have come in search of the Madame as... As it seems His Illustrious Grace has received notice that your Father, Baron Cole Orteu along with his wife, Baroness Faye Orteu, have come to these lands in formality for your Marriage."
"... W–... When are they to arrive..?" — She nervously inquired, shaken by what her body remembered to have submitted itself to endure under the Baron.
"Their trope has crossed the Forlorn Hœttr Hills safely. They have reached the Granite Tower... The sentinel in charge sent a notice with the pigeon. It should not be long before they start going through our Barbican's Walls to reach the Main Gate."
"... T-then... Preparations... preparation must be done quickly..." — Concerned by the sudden visit, she mumbled discouraged.
"? No. Pardon me, Archduchess... I seem to have not expressed myself correctly."
"... What do you mean? Are we not supposed to receive them?"
"We are to receive them of course. Nonetheless, preparations had been steadily done in advance. Their visit is... If you excuse my words... Delayed, in fact.
I have come in your search as preparations to enhance Madame's presence ought to begin so our Archduke is proud to flaunt his woman's elegance."
Stupefied by the real intentions behind Uth's hurry, Ewelina held the air in her lungs as she managed to understand the situation.
"Oh... Oh, I see... I– I understand..." — She then slightly stuttered to say, moved yet conflicted by the choice of words the warden had used to cause complex emotion.
'..."Flaunt his woman's... Elegance"...' — Sweetly, she thought to the repetition. Setting a nice sensation within her body.
"Therefore Madame, please kindly go to your stances. Servants are in wait to polish your beauty in new garments."
"!... Ah, yes, of course... I– I was on my way there initially..." — Lost in thought, she responded to the pressuring warden after hearing his petition. Trying to forbid the rosy shade hoping to paint her cheeks.
"Do go forward, My Graceful Archduchess. I apologise that I cannot escort you as I must attend to other pending duties."
"It is alright... Go on ahead, Uth."
Watching the man leave, she bowed her head in permission for him to retreat from her presence and continued the path to indulge in various preparations.
'I must prepare.' — With determined steps, she thought. — 'Honouring my Husband must prevail before the eye of Father–...'
Slowly to this last thought her motion came to a stop in her speed. In a pause to conceive new contemplations and utter the conclusion in her pure sound.
"No... Only Honouring my Husband should matter at this time..."
Reminded of the treatment she had received after her Mother's death, the woman had meditated on her life's visions once more.
Her soul had opened to an unclear past her body did not experience... Yet the eyes of wisdom and knowledge had prevailed untouched...
"Although Mother's name is precious... My Household has changed... Along my position."
With new determination, Ewelina stepped forward, finding a resolution on who to honour as an Archduchess.
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