Post by FC4 on Nov 25, 2008 18:16:01 GMT
Giving a nod of respect, Fanchon took a seat on the indicated couch as she looked about the room.
"To what do I owe the pleasure of this audience, Lady Hartway? I sholud tell you that I'm not here in any official capacity, merely for pleasure.", she lied smoothly. She most certainly was here in an official way for both herself and the Church of Bane, but not in any capacity for Zhentil Keep.
I must be cautious. I cannot let her know that I am one of the high ranking members of Bane's church, or that Bane himself has been reborn. That secret will be out of the bag soon enough.
"That's what I imagined, Lady Soulbreach." Arlene replied, her legs crossing nobly in front of her. Though, with the flair of her bell dress, it was hard to notice the motion. She had decided to go with allowing her curled raven locks to fall over her shoulders, while bunching the back together in a loose ponytail of curls. The effect was rather lovely, and she wrapped one of the strands residing on her shoulder around one finger as she looked at her guest with an almost... territorial stare.
"I am pleased to hear you wish to spend your time in my father's estate for your pleasurable outings." She began, her voice sweet and innocent and courtly. "But I would like to make something clear, as you are not here on business." Her voice had grown a little colder at this, a little more serious.
"The events proceeding here are for me to find an adequate suitor. Obviously, competition is not appreciated or desired. I am hoping you'll refrain from flaunting your beauty about, and possibly taking my suitor from me? It would be the courteous, proper thing to do." Her tone was low, as if she was suggesting the proper course of action, and failure to comply would result in guilt and repercussion. But a sweetness still remained in Arlene's eyes and smile.