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Charles Whitehurst

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  1. Charles Whitehurst

    A Different Palace -- Wednesday April 13th

    "Yes, we are both free to seek out other lovers," he agreed. Had he married Darlene, he would need to give them up, but not now. He too kissed each of her hands and agreed. "And if another man impregnates you," he added for levity, "you are free to compel him to marry you. In fact, you should find what old man you want to marry and get pregnant with him," he chuckled in order to dispell the otherwise serious nature of their conversation. Lifting her small frame into his arms as he stood, he tossed the young beauty on the bed unceremoniously with a laugh and then began to remove his jacket, belt, cravat, boots, and the rest of his clothing quickly. "We need to make up for lost time since Brighton." As he became completely naked, Charles gave her a feral leer. "I am guessing you might like to be ridden hard?" He would left her choose the tempo, though left to his own devices, he preferred to ravage the girl that had taunted him so long.
  2. Charles Whitehurst

    A Different Palace -- Wednesday April 13th

    Charles did not prevent her from moving closer. His mind was distracted. "I am in a difficult position," he admitted, allowing himself to stroke Fiona's leg as they spoke. He could sense her arousal, which caused his own; but, his mind was an inhibitor to any sudden passion. "I was carefree thinking there would be no consequences for some fun. Catherine had no expectations other than fun. Same with me. Now I see what proper courtiers might think of me. I enjoy the company of women but had not really thought myself a libertine. Despite that, others may view me as such because Catherine is openly my mistress and carrying my child. I thought her prior relationship with York might alter the expectations of court ... but maybe not," he explained, knowing that she was not really likely interested in serious talk at the moment. "You are somewhat different. People may know you to have libertine tendencies, but if I were to get you pregnant, your sister would expect me to marry you, and perhaps everyone else at court. You might change your mind too, and want to marry me," he continued. "We cannot allow you to get pregnant if we are to comfort each other." Perhaps the talk was a bit too serious, but Charles had been shaken by Darlene's criticism. He tilted her face to look into his own. "We must make a covenant, you and I. No pressure to marry. If a pregnancy follows and it is mine, we must be rid of it. A child would ruin both of our chances to marry another. We will reveal to Cat our covenant so she knows we are just friends and lovers. We both want to avoid hurting her," he stated. pausing to see if she was nodding agreement. "It is a strange covenant surely, but we must swear to each other to respect the other's right to be free whenever they wish to end things. I must not spill my seed in your womb unfortunately. Anywhere else is fine. I know this is horribly unromantic. But we are not interested in romance with each other, are we? We are interested in comforting each other and having fun together, are we not? We will be great friends, but not husband and wife." He tried to add some levity. "Why ruin a good thing with marriage?" he chuckled. "Do we have a covenant you and I? Will you swear it with me by God?"
  3. Charles Whitehurst

    New Surroundings, The Tower, Tuesday Early Evening {open}

    There was no happiness in their conversation. It seemed especially gloomy and Charles attempted to think of something optimistic to say, but nothing came to mind. 'Things will be better afore long," he attempted to assure her. "I can keep my distance and still help you," he added as Davina tried to distance herself from him. "I can arrange a room in Dorchester House if you find yourself without assistance. My ward owns the house." He supposed Richard would take care of her, but there was a chance he would cast her out. "Write me if you need assistance but assume someone may read the letter en route so choose your words carefully," he advised. They walked back towards the gate. "I will bid you farewell formally," he warned. "I fear the sun hides from your sadness." He looked into the overcast sky. London rarely saw the sun these days. In the end, he took his leave formally, as if he had been questioning her. He could only hope that she would be released soon.
  4. Charles Whitehurst

    A Different Palace -- Wednesday April 13th

    Charles was not immune to the sexual tension in the room. As much as he might like a fling to get his mind off his own domestic problems, he was worried that he was doing something wrong. Talking was a good way to relieve anxiety, for both of them. Did not she say that she might remember things better if she did not feel so scared? "Yes it is me," he confessed. "I was discussing marriage with a lady and she was disgusted that I had not married Catherine." He noticed the rubbing of his leg. Her desire for him was apparent but he needed certain ground rules and they included her, especially if he was to give in to his baser desires. "Catherine was York's mistress. She is not looking to marry anyone. She is a libertine. She is happy being solely friends and lovers." He found his disclosure awkward but it caused him to laugh nervously. "I sense you are similar. Our attraction is clear but I have held back because of my respect for your sister and half brother. " Those were the reasons he had given her in the past, though his resolve was being tested. "There is a lady I seek to marry, or maybe two or three," he added hastily so he could protect Darlene's identity. "I think she sees me as a rogue, rather than a gentleman because of my mistress ... and past relationships." He offered a wry smile. "What do you think I should do?" he inquired genuinely, before adding "and what am I to do with you, who is testing my resolve?"
  5. Charles Whitehurst

    New Surroundings, The Tower, Tuesday Early Evening {open}

    Davina's reasoning did not resonate with the young officer; but, unlike others, he gave no voice to it. What was done was done. There had been many better options than the one she used, at least in his mind, but there was little purpose in criticizing it. In his own mind, he would have found the culprit woman and had her arrested. A light blue coach was unusual and his men might notice one around London. It was not much but it might have succeeded if he had learned of this earlier. "i will try to operate quietly," he replied but did not promise. "The Queen knows nothing of this. She is best to stay ignorant of this until well after the child is delivered and she has recovered, but I will not make the choice. Others will decide." Davina was all alone and she wanted him to return to her cell to give her a hug. He desperately wanted to give her comfort but knew he was at the center of scrutiny at the moment. "I should like that very much," he whispered, "but it would be foolish for us to show you too much affection openly. People will be less likely to believe me if they know how dear you are to me. Our past must never surface openly. When you are back in your cell, wrap your arms around yourself and know it is me hugging you. Feel my presence beside you as you struggle to sleep. Once you are free of here, we will find secret ways to meet," he assured her. "You could hide in Bagshot for a time, or I could arrange a room in Dorchester House if you need lodging in London and your brother is unwilling to provide it," he offered quietly.
  6. Charles Whitehurst

    A Different Palace -- Wednesday April 13th

    Was Charles aware of what was afoot? He had kept himself in a more proper way by not lying beside her. That seemed to inappropriate to him. Sitting at her bedside was far better to explain if someone walked in. Yet, Fiona displayed a desire to get closer. Moving her legs out from under the covers caused some leg to show. He found himself staring at her naked lower legs, it being quite scandalous. As she spoke, he broke away his gaze to meet her own. "Perhaps we could speak of less dangerous subjects then," he suggested in answer. He had fought with Darlene and needed another opinion. "Tell me, Fiona, do you think less of a man if he has a mistress? Does the answer change if he is married to another?" This had been a point of contention. "What if this mistress becomes pregnant and he refuses to marry her because he has other plans for marrying another lady?" He was certain this would get Fiona's mind off bad things, and help him through an emotional dilemma at the same time.
  7. Charles Whitehurst

    New Surroundings, The Tower, Tuesday Early Evening {open}

    He was silent as they walked, withholding judgment. She was clearly in distress and in need of more support than criticism. "I believe you Davina. I know your heart. You would never harm the Queen. I have not known you to be a religious zealot in any manner, and only a zealot would entertain something so ... monstrous. You are a good and kind person and, in me, you have a good friend." He hoped that she would be comforted by his words. "I do not mean to criticize, but you could have trusted me with this and I would have protected you." He was dumbfounded and hurt that she did not tell him in time for him to save her, but he hid his disappointment as well as he could. "But it is not too late for me to help you," he assured her without a clear idea how he might do so. "Just as you advised Baintree, you must not trust the Duke. You are nothing to Buckingham. He would abandon you at the first breeze of opportunity. In fact, I do not know that you can trust anyone ... other than me. Is there some other friend that I might enlist in your defense?" he inquired.
  8. Charles Whitehurst

    A romantic picnic | Knightsbridge, midday Thursday

    It all seemed horribly unfair to a young man such as Charles; but then, how many men really thought that an emotional outburst of a lady was fair? Were not men creatures of reason and ladies creatures of emotion? That is what Charles was taught to believe. Was it just another Mars versus Venus lack of understanding? To Charles' way of thinking, he did not need to hold himself chaste on the off chance that Darlene would return to court and want to get married. Surely she was not holding him to that standard, or so he thought. She wanted all of his love, but what had that to do with his past loves? Again, that seemed unfair. He was willing to love her above all others and marry her. Why was that not enough? His mind was trying to defend his actions that were then under assault. As for marrying Sedley, this was no ordinary debutante. If he had impregnated Davina, in contrast, he would have had to do the right thing by her. Catherine was different. Charles was frustrated that Darlene could not see the difference. He should have been calm, like every English gentleman should, but his emotions were boiling over in self-defense. "I suppose I should say that I am sorry that I do not live up to your expectations. I apologize for being a man with occasional weaknesses and shortcomings. You deserve better Darlene." Maybe there had been a hint of sarcasm in that statement, but his tone softened after that. "Frankly, you deserve the best Darlene, and I will always wish it for you." When a lady screams, it is time to leave; so he did. "Farewell." Turning on his heels, he was a bitter and confused man.. He ignored the drizzle on his face and marched back to the stable where he had left his horse.
  9. Charles Whitehurst

    A Different Palace -- Wednesday April 13th

    Her fear seemed genuine, though one might question the situation. They were alone in the small hours, he was surprised Fiona's maid did not come rushing in. When she had calmed, Charles released her saying "your scream has likely alerted the guard. I shall need to handle that." There were patrols in the palace in this wing. Moving out into the hall, the Colonel of the regiment went in search of his patrol before returning to her room. Rather than lay beside her, he pulled up his chair so he could sit beside her and hold her hand. "I am here. You are safe."
  10. Charles Whitehurst

    A romantic picnic | Knightsbridge, midday Thursday

    Things were not going as Charles expected. They were going the way he had feared. He had abandoned his prepared remarks in favor of what he thought was plain speaking and he had made a hash of things. Though he had learned a fair amount about ladies in his three years at court, he had not learned enough. He wanted to object. He wanted to remind her that he was the same person; but, perhaps he was not. She thought him to be that naive soldier of May 1675. He had a dozen retorts and questions in his mind, but he exercised caution as he thought through them. He was blind and deaf to the words that had triggered Darlene's anger. Had he said something wrong? Should he have showered her with assurance and praise? Probably. Yet, for misguided reasons perhaps, he had thought a frank conversation was best, devoid of promises and romantic flattery. In that, he had likely misjudged Darlene, a lady he should have known so well. In emotional moments, sometimes one does not think clearly. Yet, had he assured her of his love and devotion going forward, she might be swayed to pretend to forgive him, only to harbor resentment that would arise with regularity. In his mind, he had expected Darlene to say something like, I am not happy about it but I appreciate your candor. We will resolve any issues together and we will not let these follies stand in our way of happiness. That did not happen. He should have known that Darlene was a romantic and not a pragmatist. "I was not married and she was pregnant many months before you arrived back at court," he uttered to defend himself. "It was only my love and respect for you that made me confess all to you, if you would hear it." Again, he was sounding the pragmatist. "You deserved to know." There was a period of silence as he weighed leaving at that point. "I love the Darlene I know. You need to decide whether you love the man I have become." He probably should have wooed her at that point but he had to know. If she did not wish to marry him anymore, he told himself he could handle it. He would lose himself in his duties and the comfort of others. He had dreamed of marrying her many times, but perhaps it was nothing more than a dream. "I will leave you to your thoughts," he announced hoping she would ask him to stay.
  11. Charles Whitehurst

    New Surroundings, The Tower, Tuesday Early Evening {open}

    "I am an officer of the Guard after all," he replied, as if that might answer everything. It had been one of his men in the Queen's Guard that reported it. "You were acting strange when last we met," the young officer noted aloud. "I thought something was wrong. Tell me what happened and I will report that I interrogated you," he encouraged.
  12. Charles Whitehurst

    A romantic picnic | Knightsbridge, midday Thursday

    It was hard to see Darlene so sad. It was what he had feared most. It was not the pain to himself, which he could manage, but the pain to his love. "I shall not be marrying her. She is my mistress and no more. Prior to that, she was the mistress of the Duke of York. She has no expectations of marriage. We are merely friendly companions." He would not call her a whore. Leave that to narrow-minded persons. Catherine was a lady but ladies that chose to become mistresses were treated differently. "She has a child by the Duke," he thought to add. "She is no obstacle to marriage unless you see it so. She knows I will marry another." He did not leave as she asked. He awaited her reconsideration in response to what he hoped was welcome news.
  13. Charles Whitehurst

    A romantic picnic | Knightsbridge, midday Thursday

    Just as he was feeling free to bury his indiscretions, Darlene, at last, decided to show interest. He had planned a long explanation but, somehow, in this moment, he forgot the words that he had rehearsed for this eventual meeting. Blazing Cannons! If given enough time, he might have waxed poetic about his womanizing. Perhaps he could find a way to flatter Darlene in the process, or so he thought. The pressure caused a near ringing in his ears as he struggled with what to say. "I have had many trysts and assignations with ladies over the years. A little folly in that I guess," he said quietly though with a guilty look. "However, in the past year, I have managed to impregnate one. Just one. That is the only serious bit. I hope you will understand. It was what I wanted to reveal to you in private." It all tumbled out of his mouth inartfully. As a defensive move, he began to tell himself that all would be forgiven and forgotten. It had all been done before she returned to court after all. Maybe she would laugh it off.
  14. Charles Whitehurst

    New Surroundings, The Tower, Tuesday Early Evening {open}

    Moving up to Davina and her maid, Charles maintained a formal demeanor, knowing that they were under observation. He thought Poppy would be dismissed but did not expect it. "My lady," Charles greeted his former sweetheart. "What has happened? How did this imprisonment come about?" He had many more questions, but withheld them so as to not overwhelm her at one time.
  15. Charles Whitehurst

    New Surroundings, The Tower, Tuesday Early Evening {open}

    It was late morning that found Charles arriving at the Tower. He had learned that Davina was held there but none of the details had been shared. This season had been spent saving ladies, helping ghosts, Savoyard intrigues, and solving mysteries. What was one more mission? That this was Davina in trouble, it made things personal. He had no difficulty entering the fortress, being an officer in the King's Life Guard. It did not take long before he could visit the officer of the watch to learn where Davina was assigned and what sort of crime had triggered her imprisonment. When last they met, Davina was trying saying goodbye. He assumed she was dying from some lingering illness; but, perhaps she had done something crazy, like Darlene had. He was beginning to think that, when ladies became ill, they did something looney. Had she attempted to try and stab someone like Darlene? At last, he saw Davina out for a walk on the grounds. He moved in her direction in an unhurried manner so as to not draw any undue notice from the guards. He hoped to maneuver her somewhere private.
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