Avlora

Aislin would be in the back, helping the children catch some of the farm animals for dinner this evening. She wasn't your average being. A smile played her maw as she finally cornered and caught a bore for the meal tonight when she suddenly heard one of her servants rushing out the back door in fear. She read it on her face. Her brows furrowed together as she listened to her maiden and nodded lightly. Unafraid. Though not many people came to her home in the town, she knew it was probable that someone of the Court had arrived with his men. She dusted her hands off of her apron that tied around her emerald green dress which fell to her bare feet and covered them well. She walked over towards the corner of the homestead and peaked around the corner quietly before shooing some of the smaller children away. These people were her family and she felt it was her duty to protect them from any threat that could show up on their doorstep. She turned her back against the wall and took a deep breath and walked out towards the group.
"What can I do for you Gentlemen?" She called out to the men who rode into her gates. She had no idea that she wasn't the rightful heir of this place, so seeing some strange man with Knights riding up, made her concern. She was a young women with bright, red, curly hair, fair skin and bright green eyes that seemed to stick out for miles on end. She even had an Irish accent. Once she got close enough to the man ahead of the heard, she went quiet and folded her hands over her apron waiting quietly, plotting her next move.

Aislin was aware of the creepy crawlies that stood behind her and watched the on goings between herself and the man who proclaimed to be the true heir of these estates. She heard a couple of gasps coming some of them and figured that the lot of her servants knew of this. This, she wasn't surprised of. The people were just about as sneaky as Adohan was. Or so she was told. She nodded a bit towards his words as her expression didn't change from the questionable look she had upon her face. Like he, she knew a lot of the people in the Courts secret, and he happen to be one of them. Not that she knew he was the rightful heir to this estate but she knew of him and somewhat, he had been through.
"Mi`Lord." She'd curtsey, remembering her mannerism. Once she fixed her footing she turned to eye the men next to their horses before letting her bright green eyes land on his own pair.
"In all honesty, I know who you are. I know that you've had a painful past and to be honest, Sire, I am thankful that you've come to reclaim your estate." She told him softly. Her tone neutral and not changing as she spoke.
"I am willingly to give it all back to you, so long I can remain a resident of this property until I feel that the people feel safe and protected." She told him sincerely. She knew that after what had happen in his past, he could use some happiness and if being the rightful heir to Avlora, would grant him such thing, she would give in. He seemed like a reasonable guy after all, he was able to show her proof of his inheritance to her.

Aislin's lips pulled back in a faint smile as she unrolled the piece of paper and scanned it. Her eyes moving in the ways that she had read it and noticed it as Adohan's hand writing. Since many of the servants here didn't know how to read or write a letter, it wouldn't be her own or a forged copy of the documentation. She nodded and everything seemed to be in order. She couldn't help but to sigh softly and feel like she had let these good people down for handing it over so easily. But she knew what she had to do and she knew that with this, gave her the freedom that she'd been so hopeful of all these years. And to think, she wasn't going to be alone anymore. Not that she was every truly alone, but there was surely another form of company to the estate. She would turn to face him as he spoke of other men and people arriving later. She nodded before giving him back the piece of paper.
"I am not upset, mi'lord." She told him assuring before looking at him and then allowed her green eyes to scan the people behind him. A darker shade seemed note able as she turned to the men next to the horses. A light, but promising threat to all of them, including the man who stood before her escape her lips. 
"As you enter your new home, I advise you, harm my family and I will surely harm you in ways you wouldn't even imagine." She told them with a glare. Like the people of the Court, she knew how men could be in new situations that were unfamiliar with them.
"However, I do welcome you all home." She said in a bit of a fiery, tone.

Aislin would watch him step closer to her and couldn't help but to grip lightly onto the sides of her dress nervously, though her face didn't didn't change expressions what so ever. Never had she been so close to a man before.. Not even one of her male servants. She nodded and breathed out slowly as he walked past her. Only her eyes shifting to the corner to watch him move into the house. She would then make her move and walk towards the men and the horses, grabbing a couple by the reins and leading them strait into the stables where the others were. She enjoyed being with the servants. Since they had helped her so much, she could only do the same for them. Once she helped the men and boys fix and groom the horses, she would go over towards the cook house where the women would be standing and preparing their meals for the evening. Laughter and smiles could be seen between all ten of them. They were happy in their home and it was peaceful with how everything was going. It was strange even, to see a female work among the servants even if she used to be the owner of the estates.
Once she felt that the women were caught up in their chores, she was being tugged on her dress by a small hand. She looked down to the boy and spotted the other children near by. He was holding up a round soft toy and gave her a pleaded look to play with them. She couldn't help but to chuckle and nod towards them. They cheered and together the lot of them went to the back fields and started kicking the ball around with their feet. She, holding her dress upward some so she wouldn't trip over herself and look like a fool.

Aislin would end falling down to the ground after a while of running around the property with the children. They stopped and piled up on them in a large dog pile format. She waved her hands to get the children off of her as their parents came to retrieve them for the night. After she had gotten up, she was covered in filth and dirt and would return to the house. Her eyes seemed at peace with herself as her heart was beating quickly after her game with the children.
She would walk in through the back door which had a deck that stretched out a bit of ways into the back. Near the door, a barrel of water was placed to wash up before entering the house. Once she was finished cleaning her face and hands with her apron, she would enter and go over towards a small table with a plate of food. She didn't want to be a hair on the Knight's back or anything, so she ate silently and by herself. Once finished, she took the scraps and dumped outside for the hounds to finish off before moving off to go grab one of her bags and pulled it over her shoulder gently. With her new freedom was able to work on more paintings then anything else, so this made her happy. She had a secret spot where she liked to go and paint when she wasn't busy with the affairs that were on her shoulders. Meaning her house hold. She stayed quietly and would move to walk back out the back door and into the stables where she had a stable boy waiting with her mare. She would take the reins and pat her neck gently. 'You know where to go.' She whispered before moving to prepare herself to sit upon her horse.

Aislin would watch him from behind her house as he walked over to the livestock. She studied him slightly with a tilt of her head. She nodded and shooed the stable boy away as she retrieved the mare by the reins and pulled her along towards the stables and padlocks where the man stood. Her eyes gazing over the pasture as she stopped at his side just a couple feet away from him. She was curious now, where her place was amongst the estate. Was she a servant still? To aide his every need or desire? Or was she pictured as a Lady in his eyes still? She didn't know and she needed to know. Well, more like, she wanted to know and she knew the best way to find out, was to ask the head master. And now, that would be him but she would let that stray from thought for now.
"Lord McKinnley, let me offer you a bit of advice on your new home." She spoke softly as her green eyes leveled with the horizon ahead of them.
"If work with them, they will serve you. Of course, they're going to serve you no matter what you do. However, if you help them, they will most certainly help you in a time of need and despair." She told him calmly before nodding more so to herself before turning her mare around and reading herself for her departure. "I shall be back before evening meal, sire." She added, and started off her ride in a slow trot, kicking up dirt as she went.

Aislin would ride off towards the East. Her mare taking her where she wanted to go. Down a path through a thick layer of brush and in there, a lake which had a dock attached to it. There, stood her art supplies and utensils. She smiled at the thought since it had been some time since she had last come here to do any free style painting. Hopping off her horse she would let loose of the reins and allowed her to free roam the area. Not many knew of this place besides a couple servants that she had shown it too. This was her haven and this would be the place she would go to think and create. With that, she sat down in a chair and started drawing out the first image that came to mind. A figure of whom she hadn't met before but often seen in her dreams. It was hard not to ignore such beauty of the female. She really never had the chance to actually complete it. Or maybe it wasn't even a female and her vision was just blurred out and it was nothing. A sigh escaped her lips as she continued creating her art project.