Eddie shakes herself back to the present, blinking yet another onslaught of tears from her golden eyes. She turns and walks to the far side of the room and pulls the velvet cord which hangs there, a deep toned bell ringing in answer from somewhere deep within the Manse Farsalas, home of her kin for ages untold. A moment, or perhaps only a breath pass before there is a knock at the door to the master suite, Eddie opens it and sees one of her few remaining servants, Yrrn, a member of a protean race known as 'Gloamlings', Yrrn's current form being that of a daoine sidthe woman, though done all in black, from clothing to skin, hair and eyes, all different shades of black but for the house insignia worn over her left breast.
"Yrrn, I am taking leave of this place.." Eddie says after a silence stretches between mistress and servant.
"Shall I pack your summer clothing then, and arrange for a drak to come take you to the Summer House?" Yrrn asks in the ever present toneless voice of her people.
"Not this time Yrrn, I'm going to leave to the human world, I have no care to remain in this realm any longer, the Queen and the Winter Court be damned."
Yrrn bows and nods to her mistress, "Then I will gather the keys to the portal and be ready with your travel bag in a nonce."
Eddie simply nods to Yrrn, dismissing her, before closing and re-locking the door. She walks over to one of the book cases that line the eastern wall and takes out a small leather bound book, this she tucks under her arm as she steps out of her night clothes, literally, and summons clothing more suited to the mortal realm to clothe her. Walking over to the mirror she gazes at herself, making little alterations to her image with smaller and more precise touches of power, finally settling on a look she smiles at herself, unable to keep the sadness that woke her from her eyes as she gazes into her own time haunted eyes, falling into memory again...
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A few minutes pass quietly as Eddie and Alyse share opposite sides of the bath, then the human girl speaks up hesitantly, "Great Lady... what.. would you have me do, I.. I fear I am lost as how to proceed.."
Eddie opens one eye again and says simply, "First, relax, Abalaus only knows how tense you were waiting for me to return from the Revel. You don't have to do anything other than that really, you just... caught my eye.. and I wanted..." Eddie shakes her head slowly, "...I don't even know where the urge came from... but I wished suddenly and fiercely to know you, completely." she then re-closes her eye and returns to lounging in the hot water. Alyse simply sat there, still tense, thought the twin magics of soothing incense and hot water began to eat that away. Finally, after yet more quiet time passed between the two women and the bath, Alyse spoke up, breaking the silence with a question, "Might I inquire, Great Lady.. what.. what is your name?"
Eddie opens her eyes and blinks for a moment, then reaches up and lightly pokes herself in the forehead. (I can't believe I forgot to do that...) "I'm Edwina lys Farsalas, or... please, here, now, just Eddie."
Alyse nods and remains silent for a little longer then asks another question, "Isn't Farsalas the founding family of the Order of the Rose Cross?"
Eddie nods, "Yes, though the old order has lost its glory with time, with the last of the wars against the Summer Court and the expeditions into the Grey Wastes that separate the lands of night from the lands of day, being over these last thousand years, the only new glory to be won is in the inter-familial scuffles and raids into the mortal realm, both of which I have no true desire to participate in... so, I think that the Rose Cross will simply end one day, a silent ripple fading to calm and eternal silence as the new orders bloom in the Queen's garden."
Eddie finally opens both eyes and lifts her arms from the hot, soothing, water to stretch, arching her back upwards as she interlaces her fingers and pushes both arms far above her head. This motion causes her breasts, full and rounded, to break past the water's surface revealing them to Alyse's gaze. As Eddie continues the stretch she lets her head loll back and takes a long breath and begins to release it, stretching her legs now, toes curling, feet pointed to the opposite end of the tub, this motion however causes an unexpected contact between Alyse and Eddie, the former squeaks and blushes, the latter lifting her head to gaze down the length of her body at the human girl. "Are you ok?" Eddie asks as she lets the stretch end and begins to stand from the bath.
"Y-ye-ss.." Alyse stammers a little, still blushing, "..your foot.. touched my thigh when you stretched and I got shocked is all."
Eddie ahs softly in response, "Sorry about that." Then she turns and walks over to the towels resting on a bar by the sink, revealing the pale expanse of her back to Alyse, who stares, drawing her eyes upwards from the knight's feet and ankles, up along well toned legs, over slender hips and a tight bottom, then upwards further yet as Eddie picks up a towel and pulls her hair over one shoulder to dry it. Alyse's eyes stop at Eddie's upper back, staring at marks like four black feathered wings which are etched into the skin.
"What are those?" Alyse asks in a wondering voice as she too stands and leaves the tub's heated embrace.
Eddie chuckles softly, "Well, those are my 'wings' proof of my Highborn blood."
Alyse ohs as she walks up next to Eddie, picking up a towel as well, "I thought the wings of the Highborn where... well like the Queen's?"
Eddie goes quiet for a moment then takes and releases a long, slow, breath. "I'm not 'pure' Highborn, Alyse."
The human woman bites her lip to stifle any further painful questions, and just brings the towel up and begins to dry Eddie's back, the soft, thick, absorbent material caressing, almost like velvet, over the Highborn woman's back as Alyse dries her, picking up the wayward droplets as she works her way ever lower.
Eddie blushes at the contact, a small sound escaping her lips which causes Alyse to stop, the towel resting at the knight' lower back. "Is something wrong, Gr... Eddie?" the human girl asks softly.
"Just something my mother told me," Eddie murmurs, glad for the fact of her being turned away from Alyse's sight.
Alyse tilts her head inquisitively as she starts drying Eddie again, "What was that?" she asks as she works the towel over the knight's bottom and upper thighs.
"'Why don't we have bath servents, mother?' 'Because the only person who should attend you in the bath is either a parent or a lover.' 'What's a lover, mother?' 'Someone special...'" is Eddie's murmured response.
Alyse stops blushing now herself, she swallows and stops drying Eddie. "Fo..forgive me?" she whispers, "I didn't mean to presu-"
"Stop that," Eddie chides softly, "you weren't raised in my home, nor under my mother's rules, it's ok... c..continue if you wish, but... only if you're doing this because you want to, and not because you feel some sort of duty to do so. Ok?"
Alyse nods and takes a couple breaths, steadying herself mentally before she continues. "We used to attend the public baths," Alyse says in a small tone, "it'd be my family, and my friends' families, all together, after we got clean it was a time to play... and after we'd all dry each other off, just something done between friends.." Alyse bites her lip for a moment keeping herself quiet as she works the towel down Eddie's legs.
Eddie nods, her blush fading as she takes in Alyse's words, "And... would you have me as friend, Alyse?" she asks finally in a hesitant voice.
Alyse nods, and continues working for a moment longer before she remembers she's -behind- the person who's talking to her, "Ye-yes! .. Yes, I would like to be your friend Eddie,"
"It's interesting," Eddie muses as she stands there, remembering to continue to dry her hair, "In the High Tongue, there's no word for the concept of friend, the closest is 'lahrew' which means well, basically it means ally." She finishes drying her hair as Alyse pushes gently at the back of her left thigh, and asks, "Lift your leg please?" Eddie does, balancing for a moment before setting her foot down on the closed lid of the toilet. "We've taken so much from your kind, Alyse, your homes, your culture, your language, and in trade your kind took from us our identity.."
Alyse blinks and says, "What was that, Eddie?" as she runs the towel back up the knight's leg, Eddie begins to shake her head and respond when Alyse's towel covered hand presses up against the juncture of her thighs, the purple haired woman gasps softly and wobbles for a moment, thrusting an arm out quickly balance her against the sink. (That felt.. mhm.. far too good...) is the thought that crosses Eddie's mind.