RP post: Taking Tiwa to Castle Urquhart, ca. 1245 (via Mixed Muses)

[scots_wolf]

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He holds the door open for the pretty fae in the dress from his time.

She's a bold girl, very bold, that she'll actually go and meet his mother. Even though she doesn't like him that way -- more's the pity.

The courtyard of the castle is empty under the fast grey clouds of an autumn evening, except for a few chickens, a sleeping red cat, and a big old dog who gets up stiffly to sniff Angus Urquhart's hands and wag his tail.

"I think they're all inside, in the hall," he says.

Comments

[scots_wolf]

"Since shortly before Christmas," she says. "He's still learning the ropes and routines as they happen around the year. He never needed to know all that, when he was a boy and either studying with Brother Martin, or out there by the lake causing mayhem with the kids from around here."

[piwakawaka]

"Oh that sounds interesting, he's really getting to learn how things work."

[scots_wolf]

"He does, if he doesn't try and cling to what he would have learned," Lady Urquhart says, scoffing a little. "But to do him justice, he does his best, and he has learned a useful thing or two over there in those foreign lands of his."

[piwakawaka]

"I guess all you can do is just hope he grows up enough to realize that he's really needed here. Or that some woman will steal his heart."

[scots_wolf]

"Yes, that would ground him properly, and take care of the next generation as well," the lady says.

[piwakawaka]

"Well, he's charming when he wants to be, so hopefully he'll find the right woman."

[scots_wolf]

"So far, he's been acting completely superior about any women I got him to meet," Lady Urquhart sighs.

[piwakawaka]

"That's trickier, some of that education's gone to his head."

[scots_wolf]

"In the wrong direction," Lady Urquhart agrees. "Education does belong in your head normally."

[piwakawaka]

"Yes, and he seems to have a rather hard head."

[scots_wolf]

"You can bang on it for hours with no effect at all!" Lady Urquhart laughs.

"That sounds like a broken drum?" Angus says, coming back from where he had been talking with his sister.

[piwakawaka]

Tiwa giggles into her cider as he returns.

[scots_wolf]

He has brought her a plate of desserts, blancmange and fruit and a nice dollop of berry sauce.

"Banging a broken drum for hours on end would be stupid," he says, sitting beside them. "Better repair it."

[piwakawaka]

"I agree, thank you,"

She grins at his mother with a knowing look in her eye.

[scots_wolf]

"If you meet any drum-menders on your journey, send them our way!" Lady Urquhart laughs.

[piwakawaka]

"I will."