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my immortal milady edition rawr XD
ugh this town is soo lame scoff, hi my name is charlotte backson anne clarick de breuil but everyone calls me anne. i have beautiful golden hair which every1 thinkz is super smexy , and my aquamarine crystalline eyes make me look super innocent , like a hawt baby; but im not im actually EVULLLZZ.
this stupid freaking priest isnt even my real brother, hes my lame boyfriend [but im probz gonna dump him soon lol] we ran away from tha convent together, but we had to sel some the arctifacts for cash and now his stupid narc brother is looking for us. but hes never gonna find us here.
yesdterday, [it was sunday] i was at church bc george [my bf\fake bro, is the cure, and the viscoumt was totally checkin me out. hes kinda dweebish but his familys house is super rich and huge. after mass m le viscoumte offered my soe of the holy water,
"uh hi anne, do you want some of the holy water?i can get it for you"
he reach hes long hairless hands into the water like a shpynx cat, and held the handfuls of it in front of me. i leant forward and slurped some it up, grazing his gfingers with my fat juicy lips.
"wow your cheeks are so round. like your eyes."
i looked up at his medium height face
geoge ran up to us.
"hhiii charlie i mean anne , oh i see you already got some holey water... without me ;(
i nodded politely my mouth still full
good evening msle cure': said m le vicomtne he looked rocky in his eyes, like he wanted to be a rock wall of something
good evenign ml e vicocte , said georg e "i was just talking to my .. sisterearlier about the sinz of the flesh, and how we need to be ong guard for them. temtaption can come from even the modt resptectable seeming sources' he glared
yeah that makes sense, i also am very anti flesh sinning"
thats good to hear from a future commutnity leader, i would hate to see my ... sister led astray by some of these rouge horney noblemen nearby" george moved between us a little bit
those guys suck, they give all of us rich people a bad reputation. but im not like them, i really think in the principles of being a rich noble person. but no one ever believes in me " m. le vicomte said deppressedly.
wow, i never knew that about him hes like a totaly mystyer yweirdo to me. his family live in the big la fere estate , which is so big we just call it the la fere estate. it has these like massivce gardens and parks and you cant hunt or pick fruit there unless they invite you, which they dont cuz they dont hang out with tha lame peseants. alot of the people in town work there, but there are also the people who work only there and like live on the estate i guess. some of them i only see at a church of twhen they come into town to buy thing for the la feres.
sucks to be you i guess said goerge, hey anne lets go light some candles
oh i didnt know you would be busy, said mle viconte i was going to invite you to hang otu at my place. well technicalliy its my parents place but its kindof mine too"
my eyes went super wide vertically, the holy water almost squirted out of my mouth with the holy wather stil in my mouth ready to pour out. M. Le Vocitme inviting me to visit the estate????
uh well she is busy cmon annie lets go we need to get the candles ready for the next mass
"oh if your busy i can talk to you later sid m le vicomte'
i had to make a choice, omg the boys are fightning over me. But how??? george was like my brother to me,, but ml viconmte is a totally mstery, and hes so wealty... i stood their thinking quiclky
i swallowed hard in my mouth. oh im not busy m le vicoumte, we can hang out"
yay thats great! said m le vicomtne, how about i pick you up at 3pm?
thats sounds great monsuier, ill try to dress up since i know how important youre family is, but i dont have any thing nice enough to suit the real gravity of the occsion,, im so sad we cant afford it."
Oh noh?! heres 12 00 crowns, go buys yourself something nice so you can dress up for dinner and church and stuff said m le vicomte, and he handed me a jingly sack of fraiche [AN: thats french for cash lol} yay! i thought. i love getting money.
the nest day i got dressed in my new clothes to go to the la fere estate: a long floor length 1610s gown, made of exqusite red silk taffeta and a sheer chemisette with delicate blackwork embroidery all along the cuffs and small, ruffling collar. the pionted shoulder cuffs shrugged torwards the sides of my frame, the long open sleeves spilling from underneath them like a river of wine and figs. the edges of the dresses almound neckling were trimed with gold and green colored embreoidery, scooping low to perfectly accentuate my fat honkers. i threw my hair up into a tousled chingno high one my head and covered my lips in egg white to give them a glossy sheen. i hope mle vicomte gives me more moneys today i thought as slipped of my fine leather mules an walked torwadr the door...