Waltz of Wings by the Regency Company 9/?
Posted: Wed Jan 29, 2003 3:26 am
Waltz of Wings
Chapter 9
By: Patty
(dubbed the longest chapter by members of Regency Company)
Hilde was quite distressed at Mr. Maxwell?s audacity in proposing marriage to her and in such a manner. Her displeasure stemmed from his delivery in which that ?they must marry? and that it will ?benefit them both.? The anger still loomed inside her as well as the slight tingle of her hand from the slap she had administered to Mr. Maxwell. After disclosing the details of her unpleasant encounter, she excused herself from her sister and Miss Dorlian and went straight to her bedchambers with fresh tears on her face. Duo walked out of the room he had been occupying with a rather confused and dissatisfied look on his face. "I apologize for the distraught of your younger sister cousin Noin. With all due respect and honesty, I was not expecting such a reaction," he remarked while placing a hand to his cheek.
"Your apology is accepted. I deeply regret that your visit was in vain."
"Indeed. I assure you my intentions are note worthy. I harbor a deep admiration for your sister despite the outcome of the evening. Now if you would excuse me ladies, I have guests of my own," he bowed.
Relena and Miss Noin nodded as Duo made his exit. "Relena, what ever shall we do? I do believe Mr. Maxwell is being truthful in this matter," Lucrezia said with great concern.
"You need not worry dear friend, matters will be settled I assure you. Now if you would excuse me, I also have guests to attend to." She made a brief formal apology to the eldest of the Noin sisters for her short visit and gave word of paying them an even longer one the next day in order to discuss this proposal disaster in more detail.
"May you have a pleasant evening," Miss Noin said upon her departure.
Relena set her mind with a new mission of sorts in that she would indeed have to take care of the present situation regarding a certain Miss Hilde Noin and a Mr. Duo Maxwell. This was quite apparent to the elder Noin as she observed the look of determinacy that formed in Miss Relena?s eyes. However, tonight would not pose the best time for she had guests at High Ridge to attend to.
With the aide of the coachman, Relena boarded her carriage and made the quick journey home. Relena reveled in a challenge and this was one she could delve her wits into. In her mind she knew her rather playful-minded friend took some liking to Mr. Maxwell, well more than she intended to let on. Relena perceived a great many things and this was no exception. Despite the rather unruly manner of his proposal, Mr. Maxwell was indeed bearing true intentions towards her friend. His wording bothered her somewhat for his jovial disposition would offer a rather different approach. Some one had influenced Mr. Maxwell?s approach and only one name came to mind: Mr. Yuy. His blunt and less tactful nature undoubtedly had affected Mr. Maxwell to some extent. Relena knew he must have had a say in his companions actions. Her brow furrowed with concern at how Mr. Yuy could influence a matter such as his friends desire to marry. A mental note was made to have a word with Mr. Yuy regarding Mr. Maxwell, but not until other things were taken into consideration.
With all her mental notes in check, Relena soon began to focus on another matter at hand: her cousin Dorothy and her soon to be arriving dinner guests, the Winners.
During Relena?s brief absence, Miss Bloom had followed Miss Catalonia up to her bedchambers to aid her in dressing herself for that evening?s dinner engagement. Dorothy had laid out a rather lengthy assortment of dresses on her bed. A simple dinner dress was all that she needed but that did not suit her the least bit. She must have tried on over six dresses, much to Catherine?s displeasure, but none seemed to satisfy her taste. They were fine dresses sewn by the finest seamstresses in London. A lady such as Catherine would be pleased to have such fine clothing, but at that particular moment, they were just too simple for Dorothy?s taste.
Catherine did not understand the fuss Dorothy was making over a dinner engagement with the Winners, after all, she thought of them as nothing but poor simpletons compared to her class of society. This indeed was something worth discussing with her new acquaintance Miss Dorlian, since the youngest Winner is a close acquaintance of hers. After over half an hour sorting through gowns, Dorothy decided to go with a lavender dress derived from a very soft fabric with a high waist and low cut neck with a fine lace embroidery. The sleeves puffed at the shoulder but remained fitted down to the wrist. Catherine thought the dress too fancy for such an event as a dinner party but her opinion was not worth regarding.
Relena arrived within ten minutes of her departure from the Noins?, eagerly anticipating the arrival of her dear friend Quatre Winner. She entered High Ridge and was greeted with the aromatic scent of dinner being prepared in the kitchen. Relena searched for some familiar faces and found one in the parlor, that of Miss Bloom, who was sitting by the fire. Catherine raised her eyes and greeted her hostess. "Miss Dorlian, back so soon?"
"Yes, one cannot stay too long as a guest when you have guests of your own to attend to. Where?s my cousin?" Relena replied before taking a seat across from Miss Bloom.
"Up in her bedchambers getting ready for tonight?s dinner engagement. She spent a good thirty minutes selecting the proper attire."
"Really?" Relena?s interest blossomed at this interesting news.
"Indeed. I assisted her in trying on most of her gowns. I disapprove of the one she has chosen. It is much too ornate for a dinner party."
Miss Dorlian smiled almost impishly. "Typical of my cousin?s behavior in selecting proper attire. However, this usual behavior can also be prompted by a particular guest, the one of Mr. Quatre Winner."
Catherine raised an eyebrow. "What are you speaking of Miss Relena?"
"Did you not observe Mr. Winner and Miss Dorothy at Lord Khushrenada?s wedding party?"
"No, I am afraid I did not."
"My cousin appeared to be quite taken back by Mr. Winner?s charms and pleasant manner."
"How can you tell Miss Relena? Miss Catalonia usually maintains a rather haughty disposition, especially around members of lower society."
"I have known my cousin far too long to not observe a change in behavior. I am curious if it is indeed provoked by the presence of Mr. Winner this evening."
"It is hard to perceive Miss Relena."
Miss Dorlian smiled politely. "I will take this private occasion this evening to entertain my curiosity of my cousin?s possible affections for Mr. Winner."
Chapter 9
By: Patty
(dubbed the longest chapter by members of Regency Company)
Hilde was quite distressed at Mr. Maxwell?s audacity in proposing marriage to her and in such a manner. Her displeasure stemmed from his delivery in which that ?they must marry? and that it will ?benefit them both.? The anger still loomed inside her as well as the slight tingle of her hand from the slap she had administered to Mr. Maxwell. After disclosing the details of her unpleasant encounter, she excused herself from her sister and Miss Dorlian and went straight to her bedchambers with fresh tears on her face. Duo walked out of the room he had been occupying with a rather confused and dissatisfied look on his face. "I apologize for the distraught of your younger sister cousin Noin. With all due respect and honesty, I was not expecting such a reaction," he remarked while placing a hand to his cheek.
"Your apology is accepted. I deeply regret that your visit was in vain."
"Indeed. I assure you my intentions are note worthy. I harbor a deep admiration for your sister despite the outcome of the evening. Now if you would excuse me ladies, I have guests of my own," he bowed.
Relena and Miss Noin nodded as Duo made his exit. "Relena, what ever shall we do? I do believe Mr. Maxwell is being truthful in this matter," Lucrezia said with great concern.
"You need not worry dear friend, matters will be settled I assure you. Now if you would excuse me, I also have guests to attend to." She made a brief formal apology to the eldest of the Noin sisters for her short visit and gave word of paying them an even longer one the next day in order to discuss this proposal disaster in more detail.
"May you have a pleasant evening," Miss Noin said upon her departure.
Relena set her mind with a new mission of sorts in that she would indeed have to take care of the present situation regarding a certain Miss Hilde Noin and a Mr. Duo Maxwell. This was quite apparent to the elder Noin as she observed the look of determinacy that formed in Miss Relena?s eyes. However, tonight would not pose the best time for she had guests at High Ridge to attend to.
With the aide of the coachman, Relena boarded her carriage and made the quick journey home. Relena reveled in a challenge and this was one she could delve her wits into. In her mind she knew her rather playful-minded friend took some liking to Mr. Maxwell, well more than she intended to let on. Relena perceived a great many things and this was no exception. Despite the rather unruly manner of his proposal, Mr. Maxwell was indeed bearing true intentions towards her friend. His wording bothered her somewhat for his jovial disposition would offer a rather different approach. Some one had influenced Mr. Maxwell?s approach and only one name came to mind: Mr. Yuy. His blunt and less tactful nature undoubtedly had affected Mr. Maxwell to some extent. Relena knew he must have had a say in his companions actions. Her brow furrowed with concern at how Mr. Yuy could influence a matter such as his friends desire to marry. A mental note was made to have a word with Mr. Yuy regarding Mr. Maxwell, but not until other things were taken into consideration.
With all her mental notes in check, Relena soon began to focus on another matter at hand: her cousin Dorothy and her soon to be arriving dinner guests, the Winners.
During Relena?s brief absence, Miss Bloom had followed Miss Catalonia up to her bedchambers to aid her in dressing herself for that evening?s dinner engagement. Dorothy had laid out a rather lengthy assortment of dresses on her bed. A simple dinner dress was all that she needed but that did not suit her the least bit. She must have tried on over six dresses, much to Catherine?s displeasure, but none seemed to satisfy her taste. They were fine dresses sewn by the finest seamstresses in London. A lady such as Catherine would be pleased to have such fine clothing, but at that particular moment, they were just too simple for Dorothy?s taste.
Catherine did not understand the fuss Dorothy was making over a dinner engagement with the Winners, after all, she thought of them as nothing but poor simpletons compared to her class of society. This indeed was something worth discussing with her new acquaintance Miss Dorlian, since the youngest Winner is a close acquaintance of hers. After over half an hour sorting through gowns, Dorothy decided to go with a lavender dress derived from a very soft fabric with a high waist and low cut neck with a fine lace embroidery. The sleeves puffed at the shoulder but remained fitted down to the wrist. Catherine thought the dress too fancy for such an event as a dinner party but her opinion was not worth regarding.
Relena arrived within ten minutes of her departure from the Noins?, eagerly anticipating the arrival of her dear friend Quatre Winner. She entered High Ridge and was greeted with the aromatic scent of dinner being prepared in the kitchen. Relena searched for some familiar faces and found one in the parlor, that of Miss Bloom, who was sitting by the fire. Catherine raised her eyes and greeted her hostess. "Miss Dorlian, back so soon?"
"Yes, one cannot stay too long as a guest when you have guests of your own to attend to. Where?s my cousin?" Relena replied before taking a seat across from Miss Bloom.
"Up in her bedchambers getting ready for tonight?s dinner engagement. She spent a good thirty minutes selecting the proper attire."
"Really?" Relena?s interest blossomed at this interesting news.
"Indeed. I assisted her in trying on most of her gowns. I disapprove of the one she has chosen. It is much too ornate for a dinner party."
Miss Dorlian smiled almost impishly. "Typical of my cousin?s behavior in selecting proper attire. However, this usual behavior can also be prompted by a particular guest, the one of Mr. Quatre Winner."
Catherine raised an eyebrow. "What are you speaking of Miss Relena?"
"Did you not observe Mr. Winner and Miss Dorothy at Lord Khushrenada?s wedding party?"
"No, I am afraid I did not."
"My cousin appeared to be quite taken back by Mr. Winner?s charms and pleasant manner."
"How can you tell Miss Relena? Miss Catalonia usually maintains a rather haughty disposition, especially around members of lower society."
"I have known my cousin far too long to not observe a change in behavior. I am curious if it is indeed provoked by the presence of Mr. Winner this evening."
"It is hard to perceive Miss Relena."
Miss Dorlian smiled politely. "I will take this private occasion this evening to entertain my curiosity of my cousin?s possible affections for Mr. Winner."
