(1310-10-03) That knight-in-shining-armour-thing
Summary: Lady Inesse de Baphinol is saved by the knight in shining armor from a wicked merchant and then lead out into the clearing since she got lost in the crowd.
RL Date: 2018/10/03
Related: None
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Market Promenade

Two massive promenades, separated by a narrow row of alternating planters and plinths supporting marble statues from all over the known world, make up a marketplace that extends in a narrow space far to the north of the grand plaza to the south. Each walkway is two two-meter marble slabs wide, one gleaming white, the other greyish-blue, and they alternate to and fro in coloration all the way down each promenade, their intersections marked with a series of equal-armed crosses in shimmering black stone. While there is plenty of space for vendors to set up ad-hoc establishments to hawk their wares, to each side of the double promenade are stoa of fluted marble, holding up a terra-cotta tiled roof over a shady, cool walkway, punctuated here and there with doorways and windows open to a long series of indoor shops, each marked with a hanging sign outside the door.

Every twenty meters or so, five stairs lift the level of the promenade as the marketplace works its way uphill, to a smaller plaza at the northern end where all the most exclusive and expensive shops are established. This smaller plaza also has an obelisk of red granite in the middle; it's shorter, and more slender, but when the change in elevation is taken into account, its tip is at the exact same height as the massive obelisk in the town square to the south.


Busy busy busy day even if a bit cool! There were a couple of new arrivals of merchants' ships this early morning and the market is filled with various different and more exotic trinkets. So, the customers were not scared by a small drizzle pouring from the sky. They are flooding the market to take a glance at something unseen and leave their coins in the large pockets of merchants.

A young lady steps out from a jewelry shop. Her dress is made from brilliant, dark red silk and reaches the floor-length. The bodice and front of the skirt features decorative, floral-patterned embroidery that is lined by red-frilled trim. The dress has wide, full-length sleeves that hang off the wrists. From the elbow to the wrist, the sleeves are decorated with floral patterns that echo the front of the dress. She has a long black sleeveless coat on her shoulders. It's decorated with some fur.

Inesse raises up the hood and gently lays it on her nicely done dark bun. There is something glinting in her hand and that something quikcly receives attention. A new piece of jewelry. A beautiful silver pendant adorned by some emerald stones and ornaments. The girl is followed by her guard who holds a couple of bags which might be already filled with goodies of the market or precious objects of a jeweler.

Another casual visitor to the marketplace is Drake Rousse, easy to spot with his head of flaming red hair and matching blood-red cloak over his fine garments. The drizzle has darkened his hair slightly, which seems to match the long face and glum mood of the young dragon. He doesn't seem interested in shopping though. He leans against one of the marble pillars and holds a cup of mulled wine in his hands, while he watches the bustle. If he spots Inesse and recognizes the young lady, his face doesn't show it for now.

Inesse's focus is on this new piece of a jewelry she just bought. The wideness of her smile is so bright that it could clear the sky and replace the sun itself. Her steps are slow since she is investigating the piece. A quiet moans of admiration leave her throat now and then while her fingers run across the edges of the ornament. A step after a step is taken when suddenly her delicate feet steps on her own skirt which was slowly dragging across the dirty ground. She stumbles and a necklace falls from her grasp onto the ground, sliding a bit further away. The lady's cheeks grow burgundy red when she feels that gaze of her guard stabbed to her back. She knows that this is one of those 'I told you' looks. She rushes to take the necklace before someone stepped on it. Oh, what a sigh she lets out when she manages to do so! Then Inesse quickly puts it inside one of the bags carried by her guard.

When Inesse turns towards the market, empty handed now, she does catch the sight of a very particular redhead man. She smiles shyly more to herself than to the man and looks away biting her bottom lip. She sniffs. A blueberry pie! Someone has a blueberry pie and she starts walking to the stands.

Watching the young lady bumble about, brings a little smile to Drake's lips. Is it amused, sympathetic or mocking? Hard to tell with him, especially when it quickly disappears behind the cup he's raising to his lips once more. His green eyes follow the young woman as she makes her way to the baker's stand and he propels himself off the marble pillar to head into the same direction.

When lady Inesse successfully pushes through the crowd and finally is able to lay her hands on the edge of the baker's stand, she looks up to the man, "Please, could I get a blueberry pie? I would like full one! I will bring it to my mama!" She smiles broadly and dips her hand into a small pouch. She shows some coins in her palm to the baker, "Will that be enough?"

The baker's eyes grow wider when he sees how much a young woman is ready to pay for his cake. Why would he refuse? The man nods reaching for the pie and wrapping it into the light cotton. "It's still warm, m'lady. I am sure your mother will be happy! Would you like anything else?" Inesse shakes her head as she reaches for the pie and extends her own hand to pour the coins into a large palm of a baker, clearly overpaying.

Drake watches the exchange with one quirked eyebrow, but doesn't interfere. At least not until he realizes the lady is actually paying the outrageous sum. "You better throw in that apple pie for me and a bag of puffballs, mate.", he comments idly to the baker, "Lest you want to be accused of ripping your customers off, which may result in a rapid decline of your business."

A tad of a frown flashes in the baker's features when a Knight Saviour comes in and saves a little damsel from a greedy dragon. "M'lord, who speaks of a ripping?.. I simply would have counted down what I need and given the rest back to the lady here! With an addition of a bag of puffballs, indeed! As if you would be reading my mind, m'lord!" The man offers a wry smile and turns to grab a bag of the mentioned tasties as he offers them to the lord Drake.

Inesse seems to be mildly confused. She looks at the baker with a slight disappointment. Then she glances at Drake and chuckles, quickly lowering her eyes down to the steaming blueberry pie in her hands. "Thank you, m'lord…" She whispers. She takes the change from the baker as she turns around to give the pie to her guard. Who is not seen in between all those people and her eyes grow in panic. "Where is Bernard? Do you see Bernard, m'lord?" She tries to tiptoe but everyone around is so tall.

Suddenly Drake has his hands full of baked goods he has little use for, so he offers them both to Inesse who has after all a lackey in tow for these things. He gives the baker one final disapproving look before turning away. Only to realize that the lady's lackey is gone. "Suppose he found a hot drink somewhere.", he comments with a shrug, "The weather IS really beastly today. Makes me wish I had stayed in Tiberium, really." He takes one of the puffballs from the bag and bites into it to release the creamy sweet goodness within.

"He would never leave me! This is one of those moments where he can see me but I can't find him! Please, m'lord, can you escort me to the clearing?" Inesse asks. She does not accept the offered goodies since she has no free hands. One of them is holding the pie while the other reaches out to nip on the edge of Drake's sleeve. She doesn't want to get lost in the gathering of wild customers! Still avoiding the man's clear gaze, Inesse chooses to glance somewhere to his forehead, "Tiberium? Is it somewhere in the land which looks like a shoe on a heel? Lord Enis spoke to me about this a bit as well as my tutors, if I remember correctly!" If she successfully got a grasp of Drake's sleeve, Inesse will try to tuck on it gently that the man would guide her to the clearing.

Drake lets the girl take his sleeve but he really isn't good at this knight-in-shining-armour-thing. He munches his puffball happily, getting some powdery sugar on his cheeks and tip of his nose, while they walk to where she is tugging him. "Caerdicca Unitas.", he explains, "The thing that looks like a heeled boot. Yea. Tiberium is its capital. Very sunny, but people there have a flair for overblown drama. Went to university there for a while.", he adds by way of explanation and grins. "All I learned was to curse fluently in Caerdicci and what Caerdiccan ladies like to do in the bedroom."

At the mention of a bedroom, Inesse immediately lets go of the man's sleeve. As if suddenly she grows tall and has eyes of an eagle as she notices her guard. "Bernard!" She shouts out when she rushes at him. Right on time to avoid any other potential details. When she is close to Bernard again, Inesse puts the pie inside one of the bags and then points at Drake. "This man saved me. I was lost and also the merchant tried to steal my silver. But this schollar came up and he dealt with the wicked man!" She praises Drake now turning back at him. The guard simply looks him over and no words leave his lips. But the girl continues. "Did you meet lord Enis d'Aiglemort there? I believe he was also doing something in the Caerdicca Unitas."

Once the guard and his bags are found, Drake hands over the Apple Pie as well, though he keeps holding on to the bag of puffballs. Perhaps they're his reward. He does hold out the bag to Inesse though, so she can take one if she likes. Being called a scholar brings a brief grin to his face, before it disappears with another bite of puffball. "My lady, the Caerdicca Unitas is a whole country. Tiberium a city thrice the size of this one. You don't run into people there like in some village in the mountains. I don't even know the man.", he adds and arches a brow. "Friend of yours?"

"Ooooh…" Inesse sighs as the man seems to be unaware of the other lord she knows. "Forgive me," She does dip her hand inside the bag to get one of the tasties which are so favored by Drake. The apple pie is accepted by the guard. She takes a bite and the cream spills a bit over her chin. She cleans it off with her hand and then licks her fingers over. "This one is good!" The lady admits giggling. "Thank you," she chews on it quietly and only when the bite is swallowed she speaks up again. "He is my friend. We met a couple of times since my arrival to the city of Marsilikos. He is coming to my birthday and natalitee celebration. My mama is arranging the event. It will happen like two weeks from now or so!" She explains. "You should also come! I am lady Inesse de Baphinol!" She curtsies introducing herself even if the introduction was made a few days ago.

Drake seems slightly less enthused by the birthday celebrations and invitation. "That is very kind of you, considering we've barely met.", he acknowledges with a little smile. "A pleasure to meet you, Lady Inesse. I'm Drake Rousse." Just in case she doesn't know, even though the dragon is well-known about town. "How many years are you celebrating? You seem… uh, very young."

"It will be my sixteenth birthday!" Inesse cheers up but then shyly lowers her gaze down, "Will be a big celebration. Mama will invite people from various salons. She still is planning to give me a tour of sorts that I could… you know…" She rubs her hands a bit nervously to her sides, cleaning off her sugary fingers into the silk at the same time. "How old are you, m'lord?"

Drake blinks a little at the revelation. "You're planning to go into one of the salons?", he realizes, "Here was I thinking you had been sent to town to hunt for a husband." He lets that one with a shrug and wraps the bag close to take the remaining puffballs home with him. He wipes across his cheek with the back of his hand to remove potential sugar and makes a face at her question. "I'm twenty-one. My sister figures it's time to settle down, but the thought makes my skin crawl."

Inesse chuckles. "Silly you! No…" She shakes her head. "Did you forget about our traditions back in Caerdicca Unitas? I have to go through my celebration of becoming a woman!" Her cheeks is on fire now that she is suppose to explain THINGS to the older man. "You know, where you pick an adept or a courtesan to guide you in the Namaah's ways for the first time! So, yes… I am here to become someone's lady in waiting and then expand my social circles, and help my mama! I can not seek for a husband yet. Only when I turn eighteen. But I think it's not that scary to settle down, m'lord. Especially if you find someone you like. If you don't, you can always visit salons!"

Drake winces a little as she serves him with TMI. "Look, er, I only got an older half-sister, so I don't really know much about this stuff at all.", he admits with a little smirk, "I didn't know girls need… uh, guidance. But then I'm not really interested in girls. Women are more my thing. They know… stuff. But I guess it makes sense, girls have to learn that stuff… somewhere." He looks like he's getting hot under the collar and quickly changes the subject. "So you wanna be someone's lady-in-waiting? A Vicomtesse's lady-in-waiting perhaps?"

Inesse was not that comfortable with the subject as well. How did even raise up? But she still was willing to ask THE QUESTION. Afterall, men also have to be trained and go through this… How does the Drake doesn't know? But it seems that the lord is way more witty to know how and when to change the subject! Inesse sighs in relief, "Yes! Or maybe no. I don't know. My mama will make the judgement of what would be the most fitting. But yes, Vicomtesse does sound nice. My mama is Vicomtesse. She is very well taught in the ways of making wine. Her family does it. Haven't we discussed it at the inn? And why are you asking? Do you know a specific Vicomtesse who is seeking for a lady-in-waiting?"

"Well, I don't know if she's seeking, but my sister happens to be a Vicomtesse.", Drake points out, "So if you're looking for a good position… perhaps I could put a good word in for you. She's bossy though.", he warns with a little grin, then begins looking around as if he suddenly got jumpy. "I, er, well, I need to go. Got things to take care of. You enjoy your shopping, okay, and don't get ripped off by the scumbags in the market…"

"Thank you," Inesse curtsies to the man when he suddenly is eager to leave. "I would be very glad if you could put a good word in for me, lord Drake! And see you at my celebration!" She shouts out when he is moving, and waves to him.

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