Morning already?

Writers: Eimi, Paula
Date Posted: 17th January 2008

Characters: Corowal, Erassa
Description: Corowal and Erassa try to be civil to each other after Corowal has sent away his plaything of the night.
Location: Emerald Falls Hold
Date: month 8, day 11 of Turn 4

Corowal gently unwrapped the scantily clad drudge-girl's arms around his neck. "I let you know if I need you again, luv, but now you better get going before you're missed." She was pretty enough, and easy. She had served the need, _his_ need, and now he just wanted to get rid of her.

"You promise, my lord? I'll come right away."

"I'll promise," Corowal resisted to urge to roll his eyes. Sheesh, did they have to be so clingy?

Erassa didn't bother restraining herself as she rolled her own eyes.
That sharding beast, she thought as she stirred poridge she was preparing for the children and Lords breakfast. Thank Faranth they were all still asleep and didn't have to witness their father's shameful behavior. But Corowal had certainly made no attempt to hide his affairs from her now that his attempt at seducing her had failed. As if anything he could say could ever tempt her into the bed of such an odious man!

The girl finally scuttled away and Corowal let out a sigh. He only then noticed Erassa. "Erassa? You up already?"

"As I am every morning at this time," she said evenly as she scrapped the edge of the pot.

"Is it morning already? Man, how time flies when you have fun,"
Corowal asked with fake surprise. He wasn't sure why he was doing this. It was actually quite immature, this flaunting with his bed companion around her. Perhaps his male ego had taken harder blow than he thought when she spurrned his advances.

"Then that girl must have had a _long_ night," Erassa muttered as she put the kettle on for klah.

Corowal just grunted for an answer, and rubbed his unshaved cheek. He wondered if he could still have a candlemark or two of sleep before the day's work. But no, the children would woke up soon and the place would be full of noise. There was not such a thing than quiet familylife.

She began pulling down small jars of jam and butter from the shelf to put on the table beside the bread she had baked the night before. No matter how much she loathed everything about that man, she still had to feed him. Unfortunately. "The klah will not be ready for a while yet.
There is a little milk if you would prefer."

"Milk is for the children, I wait untill the klah is done," Corowal replied.

"Yes sir," she said simply as she spooned steaming poridge into a bowl.
"Will you be taking your lunch and dinner at home? Or shall I have the kitchens send something to your office for you?"

"I eat in the great hall with some holders," Corowal replied. "We have a meeting that will take whole day."

"That's fine," Erassa said, placing the bowl in front of him. She didn't want to see his face any more than she had to. Smiling at his children, acting like such a good man. But she had seen behind those smiles to the very kind of man she loathed most - an arrogant user, a two-faced tunnel snake.

Corowal took the bowl with him. "I'll get dressed up," he told and dissappeared to his bedroom.

She could feel the tension ease as he left the room. Shards, how long could she live like this? But what choice did she have? Go back to the kitchens? There's she was the slut who fathered a bastard son who would never be any better. At least working for the Lord Holder's family would afford her son some protection from idle tongues. But how could she allow that man to have a hand in raising him? She shivered at the memory of finding him bouncing Beleran on his knee. **My son will not grow up to be like that man...**

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