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Post by Rudolf on Oct 16, 2008 18:41:24 GMT -5
*The look of utter adoration on his face was all one needed to know how he felt. Gently, kissed her forehead*
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Post by Rebecca on Oct 16, 2008 18:49:39 GMT -5
*Rebecca watched, beaming helplessly, her eyes shining with such joy she could scarcely contain it.
The baby chirruped lightly as her father kissed her, and Becca laughed outright.*
"What shall we name her, do you think?"
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Post by Rudolf on Oct 16, 2008 18:53:50 GMT -5
*He chuckled at her reaction*
"I've thought of so many, but nothing seemed right enough. I don't want to do the old tradition of naming her for a relative..."
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Post by Rebecca on Oct 16, 2008 19:03:27 GMT -5
"...what's your name?" *Rebecca asked the midwife--a kindly, motherly soul who had had the good sense to banish the doctor from the room after he did nothing but huff and puff and blink through his monocle and threaten to light his pipe to wait while Becca laboured alone. The empress had agreed with this decision whole-heartedly, and so only the midwife and a few maids had been present in the room, and the woman's encouragement and gentle help had made the birth as easy as Rebecca could have imagined it possible.*
"...er...Carolina, your Majesty..." *said the woman with a bob of her head as she continued to busily set things in the chamber to rights and see to her charges, though she largely left them alone now that mother and child were resting comfortably.*
"--Carolina?" *said Becca, smiling up at Rudolf as he held their daughter.*
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Post by Rudolf on Oct 16, 2008 19:10:48 GMT -5
"I like that. Carolina..."
*He looked down at the baby in the arms*
"What do you think?"
'Carolina' made another chirrupy sound.
"I believe we both like it."
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Post by Rebecca on Oct 16, 2008 19:13:18 GMT -5
"That's decided, then," *laughed Rebecca. The baby made a dissatisfied murmuring sound, turning her face this way and that, her little rosebud mouth working furiously, her little brow crinkling with disappointment.*
"...Aha, I know that face," *said Becca, sitting up and reaching out to take the baby and nurse her.*
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Post by Rudolf on Oct 16, 2008 19:31:35 GMT -5
*Rudolf handed Carolina back to Rebecca, the baby wiggling* "All right, all right...there, you're back with your mother. "
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Post by Rebecca on Oct 16, 2008 19:39:27 GMT -5
*The baby squalled happily, settling down in Becca's arms, curled warm and safe close to her mother's heartbeat.*
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Post by Rebecca on Oct 19, 2008 19:59:39 GMT -5
***POST-CAROLINA-NAPPING***
*Rebecca looked up as Rudolf came flying in, calling her name. She set aside her book, getting out of bed at the look on his face.*
"What is it?" *she said in a trembling voice.* "What has happened?"
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Post by Rudolf on Oct 19, 2008 20:09:33 GMT -5
"She's gone! Carolina is gone!" He cried.
"We've looked everywhere and now the servants are going into the more remote corners of the house, but...she wouldn't do that..."
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Post by Rebecca on Oct 20, 2008 2:41:18 GMT -5
"Wha--who would...have there been any ransom demands?" *asked Becca, sitting on the side of the bed, her face gone white as death.*
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Post by Rudolf on Oct 21, 2008 12:40:30 GMT -5
"Nothing...only her room standing empty...and this."
*He held up Carolina's doll, it's arm missing*
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Post by Rebecca on Oct 21, 2008 13:07:47 GMT -5
"...she...wouldn't go anywhere...by choice...not...not without Katie..." *said Becca in a deathly whisper.*
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Post by Héloïse de Chagny on Oct 22, 2008 13:50:55 GMT -5
***WEEKS LATER***
*Héloïse crept through the secret passages that would lead her into the master bedroom. There, she would determine that whore's fate...she would have no more children.
First, she had thought herself thwarted as it was revealed in gossip that the Empress was expecting again; but her course became clear--
Rebecca must die.
A vial of swift poison was at hand, and all Héloïse need do was to place a single drop upon the sleeping woman's lips. Silent and deadly, she would be gone before anyone knew anything...and then she could deal with the child however she pleased.
Without even the aid of a candle or lantern, Héloïse drew nearer the edge of the bed, her aging eyes trying to determine which sleeping form was Rebecca. Then it occurred to her--why not kill them both? She cackled within herself. What an accomplishment for her revenge! The man who had seduced the slut from her husband, the whore herself, and the precious darling of their foul union...it was all too perfect.
Unstoppering the bottle, she leaned over the bed...*
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Post by Rudolf on Oct 25, 2008 16:07:56 GMT -5
*Swiftly, a hand grabbed her wrist, holding it in a viselike grip*
"I think not." Hissed Rudolf.
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