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    Hunting, Riding, The Law, Collecting Meissen Porcelain
    Solicitor General & Queen's Master of Horse

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  1. Charles Blount

    Away & Here Notices

    Hope you feel better... we are no longer spring chickens. As an aside I read Blackguard's post as "Set small goats." which I though was a unique way of reinvigorating oneself. I find popping in a DVD of "The Power and the Passion" a good way to get in the mood but I've been binge watching The Man in the High castle so I don't know if I am ready for Obergruppenfurer Charles II.
  2. Their conversation slowed as they both sat and availed themselves of the food so kindly provided. The interludes between bites and sips of wine were filled with lighter and more trivial banter. That is to say trivial by general perception of those who had not the good fortune to have graduated from Oxford or Cambridge. To those educated few the rivalry between the two institutions, wile good natured, was anything but trivial. As tradition required Francis took up the cause of his alma mater, a brave, thorny and ultimately futile decision according to Charles due to the obvious and indisputable superiority of Oxford University over its closed rival. He smiled at Kirk’s opening riposte. “Given your youth and inexperience I did not wish for you to be ‘Taken Aback,’ if that is the proper nomenclature you nautical fellows like to use, so I presented a simple and well known peculiarity of those inhabiting the banks of the River Cam.” He said referencing the river that flowed through and gave its name to the town Cambridge and obliquely reaffirming the superiority of Oxford as that city could boast two rivers. He did not expect Francis to offer to divest himself of his own coat, an offer that indicated tact and belied youth and inexperience, which Charles thought to be quite gentlemanly. “I would not expect that of you but would not take it amiss if you were to do as you please. You are correct that it would provide more freedom of movement. It is for that exact reason I have my tailor cut my hunting clothes more generously. It is not quite as sharp but it is more comfortable and when out in the field even the strictest proponent of haute couture is willing to make some allowances. It may also help us play the part of two rakes intent on their cards to the exclusion of all else. And if I may add, the fireplace draws quite well so we are unlikely to find ourselves uncomfortable chilled like we would if we were afield the chase.” It was here that Charles was hoist on his own petard for now was the perfect opportunity to launch into one of his many stories of the chase. Perhaps the one when he and Heneage were out on the moors of Dorset and Hen strayed into a bog and got stubbornly stuck requiring Charles to pull him by the armpits for fully a half an hour to free his friend. To add insult to injury Heneage’s boots were pulled off during the rescue never to be seen again and the unfortunate younger Finch had to walk back a full three miles in his (wet and muddy) stocking feet complaining of his sore underarms and every pebble he trod on. But as tempting as the story was, and the fact that Francis was duty bound to stay and thus couldn’t flee as he was under the obligation to stay he declined and continued to tease his companion, who still would not be able to flee, for his regrettable choice of higher education. It would be a long night and perhaps there would be the opportunity to tell his muddy story at a later time. Kirk need not have worried about overly effusive compliments concerning the Margravina for although Charles could be tempted by the green eyed emotion, exampled by some of his conduct during the recent misunderstandings with his wife, he was not so possessive as to as to take umbrage at praise or admiration of his wife which he thought was deserving of from any discerning gentleman. But it was prudent not to overtly covet thy neighbor’s ass or thy neighbor’s wife. Francis then gave his own reply to the taunting about their alma maters. “Oh not at all my good fellow! My time in the learned halls of Christ Church taught me the value of determination, study and meticulousness. It was later at sport that I learned the value of guile and patience. The Chase… meeting your foes head on… offers great sport, pleasure and exercise which I recommend to all vigorous gentlemen but if one needed to hunt for sustenance, for efficiency, then one would do well to hunt by stealth and pitfall. Not as pleasurable as ballyhooing about the countryside but more likely to result in meat in the pot.” He thought for a moment weighing the possibilities and the remit of their charge. “Hmmm… if His Majesty simply wished for any would be assassins to be captured he has a plethora of discrete and nondescript characters at his disposal but he chose us. I believe it would be fair to describe us as discrete but one could hardly accuse us of being nondescript.” In fact Mountjoy would be horrified if anyone would have considered him nondescript. “Upon reflection I believe that, as you say, His Majesty would wish us to deter rather than apprehend. In Law the exact written word governs what and how a thing is to be done. When dealing with Princes it is often not what is actually said but how it was said and what was meant to be inferred which is truly of more significance. As a Gentleman of the King’s Bedchamber I suspect discerning what the difference of what is said and what is meant is a skill you have learned to be quite adept at.” It was settled that they would ‘act normal’ and not take any outward steps at instigation. “Sneaking in and stealing all the secrets!” He reiterated in mock horror. “My dear Chap, One would never do such a thing to a fellow Oxonian and I inquire if there has been an academic work of a Cantabrigian worthy of theft?” he made a gesture as it to serve up the question and dabbed his lips with a napkin “As it was I did not learn such underhanded tactics as those until I joined the Court. The Law and politics my good fellow, nowhere else will one find such a collection of honorable villains.” He was a good enough sport to allow for some self deprecation along with his banter. By this time he had satiated the bulk of his hunger and was in the mellow state of ‘filling up the corners’ as his childhood Housekeeper Mrs Took used to say, so was not in the mood to belabor the subject of their inter-scholastic rivalry but he was interested nonetheless. “I seem to recall hearing that you have been appointed to a position at Cambridge. To which Collage did you matriculate?” Charles knew of his appointment and wished to see how Francis would frame it
  3. Ursula did not press the issue of the confections which he interpreted as her acquiescence. If she disagreed she certainly would have the fortitude to press the matter and if pressed would just as certainly have the support of her husband. Kingston likewise did not feel the need to address the matter further so it appeared that the issue was settled. He smiled at Ursula’s plea that she was still adjusting to the unusual situation they found themselves in but guessed that like his own recent explanation hers was also a polite offering for however fair she chose to be there was not much that could overwhelm her. His attention was momentarily distracted as he surveyed the assortment of victuals the servants provided but Ursula soon brought his attention back. As a traditional man he thought it only proper that a wife perform functions such as sewing on buttons and the like but her position and the demands on her time, for although they were to keep guard she would have to single handedly shepherd the Queen and her ladies, made her domestic offer unexpected as he had not meant for her to perform the task herself. He took the offer as an affirmation that even though they did have duties and obligations to the Crown they also had obligations to each other and he felt that it would do him good to remember that fact and not let his attention to his own wife suffer for it. “Thank you My Dear! That is very kind of you.” He said earnestly as he took off his coat and offered it to Ursula. As he did so he went to kiss her hand but missed and ended up kissing one of the buttons which was not as romantic as he had wished but hoped Ursula appreciated the effort. Kingston was forgotten for a moment as Ursula made her goodbyes. “Until the morning then… and call at the slightest inkling and I will be there.” He added concerned not only for the Queen but for Ursula herself. He had been having strong emotions concerning his wife since he had returned and he was glad that they now were the more familiar feelings of the past. Turning back to Kingston as the door clicked shut behind his wife he addressed Francis’ last statement concerning the sort of man that he was and took on a mildly surprised look. “Really? And here I thought you went to Cambridge… how odd.” As an Oxford man he had unwavering presuppositions of all who were unfortunate enough to have to settle for that other university and it was not only a duty but a joy to point out the superiority of his alma mater. But as fun as it was to tease a Cantabrigian they also had other issues to settle. “I feel like I am back at Athelhampton and about to be scolded by Nanny for running around in my birches and nightshirt like a savage Red Indian.” He said as he fluffed up his shirtsleeves somewhat ill at ease at now being even more inappropriately dressed. “I do not know where I will hide the marked cards now.” He added truly in jest for although it might be necessary to kill a person if duty required there was no justification for a gentleman to cheat at cards. He sat down at the table that had been provided and perused the victuals provided taking portions of this and that in preparation to set into an impromptu luncheon. “It was very thoughtful for the Margravina to see to our needs in such a thorough fashion but the Margravina is a very capable woman.” He of course gave every appearance of expecting Francis to join him if he wished. “One detail of our vigil I would like to discuss is its method. Do you recommend that we sit here throughout the night in the center of the room with candles blazing in an effort to dissuade any would be intruders with our mere presence or should we retreat with a candle or two into an alcove to be inconspicuous in the hopes of luring in any would be intruder? The former could prevent any occurrence at all, which would be the safest to the ladies, but it would also alert the perpetrators and allow them to flee or plan a more stealthy intrusion. The latter may lull the would be intruders into a false sense of complacency and increase the likelihood of gaining intelligence but would be riskier for all involved. Have you any views on the proposed stratagems?”
  4. Ursula certainly had a point about the decorativeness of the confections but many beautiful things were made to be eaten, especially for royalty. Perhaps it was a German proclivity to view items as this to be admired but not eaten but he himself had consumed many foods finely crafted into pieces of art. Like Kingston, oonce proved safe he had hoped that he would have been able to taste the confecture himself but it appeared that he would not be able to do so. He deferred to Kingston who reasonably countered that there were different kinds of poison even going so far as to cite practices attributed to Italians. He knew of the Italian disease that was attributed to that nationality, along with the Greeks, but that usually referred to the insertion of other things than poison in inappropriate situations. “Both views have merit.” He said offering a compromise. “Would the delay of a few hours prove unacceptably disappointing to Her Majesty or would you be able to assure that if the confection were to be presented to Her Majesty without delay it could then be taken away ‘to make fit for presentation’ and be quietly tested thus satisfying the Queens immediate desire and our protective duty?” He was positive Ursula could deflect any complications to this plan from the Ladies if required and that she also had the tact and influence to guide the Queen away if she raised any impediment. The Queen’s safety was paramount but Queens could be insistent at times and they had also been tasked not to cause any upset if at all possible. It was then that Ursula brought up a personal complication that he had not considered. He had relished the duty of staying near the Queen as that meant also staying near Ursula but he had not considered that although close physically they would have different duties that must be attended to and he realized that he needed to concentrate on working with Kingston to guard the Queen and although Francis was a congenial fellow Charles would much rather have been able to spent an evening at cards with his wife. He sighed to himself for this day was to have belonged to Charles and Ursula themselves but, as he himself had taken pains to explain to his wife, their duty to the crown took precedence. He would have to make sure that his close proximity to Ursula did not interfere with his main task. The awkwardness of his possible revelation was allowed to pass without direct comment although it was clear that Francis knew that his explanation was but a polite deflection. This was a bit embarrassing to Charles as always strived to be calm and collected in polite company. It was not that Charles was attempting to disadvantage Francis in any way or that he desired to create gossip, it was just that he liked things to be logical and tidy and his current supposition certainly made Kingston’s situation logical. “Well, perhaps we could play a few games in-between cards.” He said when Ursula explained Francis’s newfound attraction for Latrones. “I will do my best to be as charming an opponent as Lady Dorothea and for your part you have yet to disappoint in your competition or conduct.” He was looking forward to spending some time with Kingston. “Oh, that would be lovely.” He said as he looked happily at Ursula and gave her hand a little squeeze truly thankful at her kindness and consideration. “With all that has happened I have not had time for lunch.” He had planned to have a quiet luncheon with Ursula but that was no longer to be. “And thought I would have to do with some dry bread over cards for sustenance.” He was not a Gourmand but he was an active man and enjoyed his food. “I have sent for Padeen to bring a cask of watered wine for the evening but a platter of some kind and coffee would be very welcome. I do apologize for only offering watered wine but we do need to keep our wits about us and our vigil will last many hours.” The last was directed to Francis to whom he added with a smile. “I do not accept your dare my Lord. I would not wish to challenge or bring the possibility of harm to any member of the Villiers family let alone to a Lady of such quality.” The last statement was not strictly true for he had challenged the Duke on occasion in the House of Lords over political matters but that was business not family. “Oh, and may I also impose upon you for the services of a seamstress? I do not have time to go home to remedy this but I seem to have lost a button and really can not be seen near the Queen in such a disheveled state.” He held out one arm with three decorative buttons of gold set with garnets and then the other that had but two buttons. “I must have lost it in Church or in the King’s chambers and I feel tremendously unsymmetrical and unbalanced. My only comfort was that Lord Feversham did not notice my wretched state and I beseech you Lord Kingston to please keep this travesty to yourself.”
  5. As Ursula bade farewell to the Chamberlin he noted with approval her mention of a reward from the Queen and wondered if this was a conscious act to strengthen her position as the arbitrator of the Queen’s favor or simply the acknowledgment of worthy service rendered. Both motivations would underlie an astute grasp of the potential of her position and this was something that he wished to facilitate not only for her personal benefit but because they both recognized the importance of securing a protestant heir and what that would mean for the stability of the Kingdom. He let Ursula and Francis mull over the issue of the Easter gift as they were much more knowledgeable of the particulars than he and it would be Ursula’s insights that would guarantee success in whatever particulars they chose to employ. If the gift could be tested in a few hours time it could be all settled before other more complicated excuses became necessary. To his invitation to read some poetry his wife was practical as always recognizing that such stirring verse as proposed had the potential to incite the good Ladies into a frothing state of femininity and offered her own solution to retain a temperate decorum. “What an excellent suggestion. Lady Richmond would indeed combine the visage of a comely butterfly with the sting of a wasp. It puts me in mind of ‘To a Gentleman that Durst Pass the Door While I Stood There.’ He drew a breath to quote from the poem by the named author. When at Oxford he had been required to memorize many poems and felt that if he may as well inflict others with the knowledge as well. But then he abruptly stopped as if an invisible bridal was yanked. Mountjoy’s comprehensive education allowed him to conjure up various classical expressions to illustrate points he wished to make and this particular one seemed an obvious citation as Ursula had mentioned the works of Ephelia but then his mind conjured another work from the Author and his grey eyes moved just in time to see Kirke’s blue eyes flicker to him in a questioning and conspirative manner. That Lady Richmond was unconventional in her pursuits was one of the more open secrets at Court and society often politely looked the other way when a member of the powerful and influential Villiers family chose to indulge in eccentricity. What was being questioned by the over educated, and chary mind of Charles was that Ephelia often used veiled personages for elaboration of her themes such as characters like Bajazet and his lamenting Lady named as Mall Kirke who was said to be a favorite of Lady Villiers younger brother, the pre-eminently handsome and blue eyed Lord Francis Villiers. As he looked into the blue eyes of the pre-eminently handsome Francis in front of him the pieces of the puzzle that had been so frustratingly recusant began to make sense. He turned to the equally blue and pre-eminently beautiful eyes of his wife with a look of perplexing inquiry. Was this pure happenstance or was Ursula subtly attempting to divulge something? It was not often that her Husband could be so visibly Gobsmacked but that word seemed to be very appropriate this day. She knew that there was something Charles could not reconcile with Francis and was this her way of nudging him to a conclusion? He would need to discuss this in more detail when they could speak in private but for now she could plainly see that Charles was mentally processing some information as he turned again to look at Kingston. Mountjoy had always treated Kingston with the respect due his station and had even paid him the compliment of jovial conviviality but for a second or two Francis was treated to a shrewd and analyzing stare that had become the bane of Barristers so unfortunate enough to be affixed by it across the bar. The gaze faded as Charles filed away the information that had so captivated him and his eyes softened once again into those of an amiable courtier. “Forgive me for my odd behavior but I was overcome by the mention of Latrones, a game of which I am inordinately fond.” A statement that was unlikely to be true but politely enough explained satisfy the moment and precluded overt inquiry. “Your assessment of the Ladies is quite sound and Lady Richmond’s unusual talents could prove to be quite… unexpected if it comes to that.” He directed towards his wife. “I am fully cognizant of the Ladies loyalty to the Queen but I can not help but be concerned that they do not put themselves into any undue danger in their zeal to serve. The Queen’s safety is paramount but I would not wish any Lady to be harmed.”
  6. He touched the brim of his hat as the Queen’s Chamberlin took his leave. “Till the morrow then My Lord.” He had thought the sugar flowers were a minor issue but that assumption was obviously in error as Ursula mentioned that the Queen had repeatedly asked about them. He now had a better idea of Kingston’s precarious position and hoped that her Majesty would not press the issue and cause difficulties. “The likelihood of the gift being compromised is slim but every precaution must be taken. We will rely upon you to gently guide the Queens actions to facilitate our mission which you have unknowingly already made easier by imposing calm and quiet about her person.” “Do you think Her Majesty will accept such an explanation and be willing to wait a day or two my Dear?” He was speaking to Ursula and not Kingston. “It would be advantageous if the Queen stays in her chambers. That would be the safest course. If she or the ladies yearn for some excitement I have a copy of the ‘Aenied’ in my room that I could read aloud for I find dactylic hexameter to be quite stirring. I could also entertain with some of my hunting stories but they may be a bit too exciting for one in such a delicate condition.”
  7. The arrival and admonition of Ursula put Charles in a particular situation. Whatever Feversham was about to say was interrupted and Francis had the good sense remain silent as a lamb. That she would publicly rebuke her husband was out of the question so he interpreted the comment as a general censure in light of the Queen’s state. As Feversham tried not to gawp and Kingston bowed he moved to Ursula’s side. “How nice of you to join us.” He instinctively sought out her hand to lightly grasp. “I hope our jocularity was not overly intrusive and we shall endeavor in future to blend in unobtrusively.” He moved in to close the distance between the group and did indeed lower his voice. “We were just about to seek you out for we are not here on a social matter.” He looked around even though they were alone in the room. “We are here by order of the King for there is some suspicion that foreign agents or disgruntled traitors may have designs against their Majesties. The body of a man was found this morning in an area the King was to pass not an hour hence and his Majesty commands that no harm is to come to the Queen. He does not wish to risk upsetting Her Majesty by increasing the guards around her person so have tasked we three to ensure that at least one of us is in close attendance at all times to ensure her safety. He prefers that no distress comes to the Queen or her household until this breach is secured but he obviously realizes that you, as the Mistress of the Robes, must be an intrical if his wishes are to succeed.” For Ursula’s benefit he explained their plan to use a card game to mask their staying the night. “I assume you have the keys to the various rooms of the Queen’s suite and ask your assistance to discretely lock or limit entry to privy stairs or private entrances that are usually unguarded. The King commands that we be subtle and unobtrusive and we have no wish to incommode or interfere with the normal operation of the Apartments but if you view anything out of the ordinary or suspicious please alert one of us immediately no matter how intimate the setting.” He looked at his companions. “I think that we would all rather risk having to explain an awkward situation to the Queen than to explain why we failed to the King.” He turned back to his wife. “Have you any questions or suggestions regarding the situation?
  8. He nodded as Feversham explained the situation. It appeared that everything was settled and quiet… he hoped it would stay that way. “Very good, I shall send in a note for the Margravina to come and speak with us when she is able and we can make more detailed plans. If you are fatigued and in need of a well earned respite my Lord please feel free to indulge yourself for I believe that when the morning comes we will yearn for a return of the favor. For now it is only fitting that I would wait upon my Ladywife and whilst I do so avail myself of the company of Lord Kingston. Thus insinuating ourselves into the coop and be the shell that protects the royal yoke.” For some reason he did not come up with a hunting metaphor this time. Perhaps he was hungry. He chuckled along. “No it does not involve a dress although that would be a sight to see. That reminds me of a ruse Italian Sheppard’s use. They have a breed of guard dog that has fluffy fur resembling a sheep’s fleece. They raise the pup among the sheep so it views the flock as its pack and guards it all the while blending in. If our vigil lasts several days we may have time to engage a seamstress and test the stratagem with a new Lady Kingston. If the wagers on cards are not favorable I am in no doubt His Grace of Buckingham would pay a pretty penny to see such a sight and the King is known to be an aficionado of a well turned ankle!” It seemed that it was not only the King and Buckingham that had taken to teasing the comely Lord about his appearance. [OOC: I am still following your suggestion that we ‘play around’ Ursula to give Hope the opportunity join in whenever she is ready.]
  9. “So it is not Venus that gives you pause but the complications of Mars.” He stated to Kirke’s clarification as they transversed the outer chamber. There was not time to expound on the topic at present but it was very likely that they would have an abundance of time as they stood their vigil so he added. “I can understand that. Later on you should ask me about the affair of my Great Grandfather met and became infatuated with my great Grandmother who, inconveniently, was not married to my grandfather at the time. The affair was complicate and caused great consternation to Lord Rich, who was her current husband, Queen Elizabeth, King James and ultimately almost scuppered the career of the Archbishop of Canterbury! I say it was not simply a brouha but a brouhaha.” As they entered the Drawing Room he nodded in recognition of Kirke’s ceding precedence. There was no longer any time to explain brou’s of however many ha’s as the Queen’s Chamberlin who seemed to be relieved at their arrival immediately accosted them. In reply to Feversham’s handsome bow and Kingston’s pretty bow Mountjoy performed a precise bow of his own. “Alas no I have not had the pleasure of your welcome until this moment for circumstances have kept me away from these chambers.” He graciously responded. The last time he had visited resulted in him throwing a figurine into the fireplace and he did not wish a reoccurrence of such an act. “Such a congregation that we find ourselves in would be vastly more pleasurable if the circumstances were not what they are. How fares the Queen and what can you tell us as to the state of her household?” He began getting straight down to business. He would wish to speak with his wife but as she might be preoccupied with other duties he would wait until she chose to greet them before he did so.”* “Are the Ladies likely to stir from their chambers? If not His majesty has come up with a brilliant idea that will allow Lord Kingston and I to remain close by for the evening.” To be precise the King did not create the plan but only agreed to it but as it was a good plan it was only fitting that the King receive the credit for it. If something went wrong it would be Kingston’s plan. He looked to Kingston to see if he was willing to explain the plan.
  10. April 11. The Queens Apartments, Late into the evening Knaves and Queens Continued from “The Delicacies of a Lady” Their preparation done Kingston and Mountjoy made their way to the Queen’s Presence Chamber. Upon entering Charles scanned the room to gage the tone and numbers of its occupants. Normally the room was rather relaxed and open to all who were well presented with only a few pages and servants about to see to the occupant’s needs and a pair of Lifeguards to add a bit of grandeur and to regulate entry to the inner apartments. Normally Charles did not pay them much attention but now he did observe the guards with a critical eye. If there was no one in the room that required a specific greeting or something that required his attention he was prepared to move on to the Queen’s Drawing Room
  11. Charles Blount

    The Delicacies of a Lady

    “Interesting. I have heard that woman are considered unlucky aboard ships but always thought it strange considering so many ships have scantily clad women carved upon their bows.” He hoped he would impress Kirke with his display of nautical knowledge by knowing the proper naval term for the pointy end of the boat. “A most astute observation on the fair sex My Lord. I myself have learned to be quite circumspect in such situations for they are subtitle and quick to anger.” Aside from the motivations of women, who could be baffling, alluring and frightening at the same time, he considered himself he considered himself an astute judge of character but he did suffer from the prejudices’ of his class and the blindness of moral correctness. Thus he was fully prepared to subscribe intrigues and machinations to Kirke but he had not thought for one minute (yet) to ascribe the much more common motive of bastardage. In fact if he did so he would reason that such would be a perfectly logical explanation for the incongruous rise of the seraphic Kingston. But, like many intelligent people, he could be exceedingly stupid at times. He offered Kirke the precedence of a guest to proceed first as they made their way to the Queen’s Presence Chamber to begin their task in earnest. [Continued in "Knaves and Queens"]
  12. Charles Blount

    The Delicacies of a Lady

    Although Mountjoy had some niggling questions about Francis’s position, for he was a neat man who liked things tidy and took satisfaction in his knowledge of the lineage and precedence of the landed families and Kirke’s lineage and precedence did not fit into as neat and tidy a box as his sugary confection, his aim was not interrogation but simple conversation. Thus he did not press the matter when Francis did not elaborate upon his own family but that was not out of the ordinary for there could be many innocent reasons not to do so. But his following comment again was a bit incongruous to someone used to divine someone’s motives and uncover facts. That Buckingham would ‘have liked to start the process younger’ was not the normal modus operandi of a calculating man who was not known for his largesse unless it was in his own self interest. This was just another small thing that seemed to indicate that things were not as they appeared to be. Charles inclination was to be trusting in the honor of those of his class but the recent events made him suspicious and as many surmised he was a most detailed gentleman so could not help but speculate that anyone capable of plotting to assassinate the Royal Family would be capable of playing a deep game and having an agent on the inside who is trusted would be a deep game indeed. His initial reaction to this theory was that it was fancifully conspiratorial but that there was something not as it seemed was becoming more and more observable for Charles liked to put everyone into tidy little boxes that explained their position. Lord Beverly was the heir to the Earl of Brook, a military man and of an administrative bent so it was logical that he was an aid to Prince Rupert. George Hardwick was a new man but very wealthy and money could open many doors, Henry Grey was from an illustrious family and that was enough for Blount, Whitehurst was an accomplished soldier with a knack for arresting people and Louis Killington an ambitious man who married well. The situation of all these prominent men could be easily justified but such was not quite the case with Kirke. To be sure he was of noble stock via his mother but something was amiss, not something large or something sinister but something nonetheless that Blount could not put his finger on and Blount was nothing if not an orderly through man who liked everything account for nice and tidy. But such suspicions were minor given their task so even though Kingston’s reference to his Mother brought up yet another mental question in Blount’s mind he shuffled such thoughts from the forefront and got back to the issue at hand. he was not out to entrap Kingston but those of a legal mind had a way of retaining and storing little facts to be mulled over and used later. “Capitol” he said as Kirke explained he had already made arrangements to free himself for their assignment and smiled at his tact. “Yes the privacy and reputation of a Lady is something that should always be respected. And, we must not forget that our aim is to be as discrete as possible and a gentleman offering to share his chamber with a fellow gentleman after a long night of cards is less prone to notice than when a Lady is involved.” He chuckled himself. “Although I am sure you would as much discretion in the latter as you would the former.” Along with his supposition of Kingston’s youth was that he, with such looks, must also be a womanizer. He looked around and seeing everything in order opened the door and called for a servant to deliver the message. “Shall we make our way to the Queen’s Presence Room?” [OOC: Should we move this to a continuation thread?]
  13. Charles Blount

    The Delicacies of a Lady

    “There are so many rules on how to behave it is a wonder we can keep them all straight but it is an obligation of our class so we do what we must.” Mountjoy was a great proponent of noblesse oblige and the adherence to class. “My father died when I was very young so much was expected of me at a young age so I had to apply myself for the sake of my family. Still it was an education when I joined the Court. I fortunately could rely on a few family friends who provided guidiance. I believe the Duke of Buckingham fulfills that role for you. His Grace was kind enough to me in his own measure when I made my entry into society even if our familial ties are very tenuous.” Right before they reached the rooms devoted to the Queen they took a small side corridor and Mountjoy led him to a nondescript door which he opened. The door led to a central receiving room with a small dining alcove. “The Margravina’s chambers are through that door and mine are through these.” He explained as he led him to his chambers. The chambers were not grand but they were spacious and comfortable, something of a rarity at Court where space was always at a premium. “The Margravina and I owe this perk to the munificence of the Queen who finds it convenient to have her Mistress of the Robes close at hand. I do not tend to stay here very often as I enjoy Saxony House so I wish to take the opportunity to send a note to my man to attend me here and bring some accoutrements… most notably some of my swords and hunting knives which I, for obvious reasons, do not keep at the palace.” He sat down at a desk and quickly drafted a letter to his servant. “If you wish you may deposit your package in that trunk yonder it should be safe enough and you will be able to send it out or have it tested in private. As these quarters are near by the Queen’s I suggest we make them our home port as you sailors say. If our task wears on we may be spending some odd hours and it would be convenient to have a private place nearby where we can rest yet still be close at hand. I will instruct the servants that you are to have full access but I do insist that the Margravina’s chambers remain sacrosanct.” He quickly finished his missive and stood. “Would you like to include an addendum to be carried to your man?” He naturally assumed that Kirke would have a man of his own.
  14. Charles Blount

    Away & Here Notices

    I was feeling poorly but then I went to the Bank and withdrew some money. Ba Dum Bum! Thank you I'll be here all week. But seriously feel better.
  15. Charles Blount

    The Delicacies of a Lady

    Charles had no such problems with Arlington for, as he cultivated the solemn professional demeanor that was so common to those that followed the Bar he was generally treated with the probity reserved for those of more advanced years than his actual age. But, as this was not a professional encounter he was deep in an animated conversation which seemed to captivate his audience. “And to this day no one knows how the goat came to be on the roof!” As Francis had obviously arrived at the end of some story it was a simple matter to quickly conclude the encounter and be on their way. “You will forgive me Gentlemen for Lord Kingston and I must now away so I bid you a reluctant adieu.” He would have normally invited Arlington to accompany them to play cards but, as circumstances were not normal and as their proposed revelry but a subterfuge, he did not. As he and Francis were walking Charles made a confession. “My Lord Arlington is an excellent fellow but I must confess that when in conversation with him I find it difficult not to look at his nose and feel I need a scolding from Nanny if I do.” When Francis also made a confession of a sort it caught Mountjoy’s interest. “Oh! I have seen the like of such. There was this French chief who could make beautiful bouquets of flowers made from naught but sugar. He did flavor them so they tasted like flowers which I thought was a bit unimaginative but they were both beautiful and tasty. Such trinkets can be quite delicate so I hope you are not jostled for then indeed we will not have to fabricate our story.” He thought. “I suppose you placed the commission well before this affair started so there probably is no danger but in a hunt such as this probably is not good enough so your concern is well warranted.” As they approached the wing containing the Queen’s apartments Mountjoy made a suggestion. “Would you mind terribly if we made a brief detour to my apartments? As the Margravina’s duties require close attendance on her Majesty we have a few rooms close to the Queen’s bedchamber so it is not out of the way whatsoever. You may even secrete your sugary package in my bedchamber if you wish.”