Avlora

Aislin would look up from her plate and used a napkin to wipe her lips clean with before looking directly at him. She knew why he was sitting with her. They had matters to attend to, that's for sure. She'd put her fork down on the table and set the napkin on her lap as she looked up at the man.
"So." She spoke quietly so the other men didn't hear them speak to each other. Not that she didn't care, but she figured that the estates newest owner might want to keep it quiet. Her hair wrapped around her neck easily as she sat up.
"I suppose we have matters to attend to, Mi`Lord, just where would you like to discuss them?" She questioned him. She went quiet for a bit and would wait for him to respond. Settling her hands down into her lap as she leaned back into her chair peacefully. Her eyes quietly settling on his as she picked up her glass of water and sipped it slowly. She wasn't sure what he was going to say to her, nor did she know if she was going to keep her current title or if she was going to become something else.

Aislin would nod towards his words. He wasn't at all what she had been expecting either. He seemed to be a man of the people, just as he said and judging by the stables appearances yesterday when she returned home. They were stocked and the horses were cared for, which had always been her job to do while she was living here, and even so when she was the Duchess of the household. She didn't expect much of her servants except that they treated each other with the same respect she was giving them and vice versa. Her eyes glanced upwards at him as she went to respond to his words.
"Well, there are a couple of servants who are older, working the estate but they're stubborn and don't want to go take it easy. They have been working their whole entire lives and to even consider them to stop is cruel on my part." She chuckled and turned to face the backdoor where she knew some of them would still be working even until the morning hours before turning back to the man who sat down next to her.
"As far from anyone not getting along, Sire, I think the only ones you'd have to worry about are the children. But children will be children and they will eventually see the rights from the wrongs eventually. I agree, however, some of the animals may have to be moved when your livestock arrives. Like the bulls and perhaps some of the horses however, the estate a pretty easy going place and I think you will have to wait and see that for yourself." She told him knowingly.
"I do thank you for allowing me to keep my title even though I am not the Duchess of Avlora." She added.

She pondered on this for a moment and it appeared to look like she was starring off into space. Her mind racing through all of the ideas that could possibly go wrong while she was away, and all of the ideas that didn't seem so bad. On the plus side, this walk could give her all of the information about him, not that she didn't know much of it to begin with, but it would let her get to know him a bit better than she already had. The bad side, she'd be leaving her people with these Knights whom she knew nothing about. Granted, he had assured her that if they had harm the people, he would deal with it as their commander. Something about that just seemed really fishy to her.
However, like he; she wasn't one who could sit down for hours on end and not do anything. She literally had to be doing something in order to keep her from getting ideas. It was a old habit that her caretakers would do for her. Keep her moving. More moving, meant less time to think about stuff, and she figured it was just to keep her from getting knowledge of who she was. Finally, after all was thought out, she'd nod some and push her chair out to stand up and turn to look at him.
"I think we've covered all if not, most of the productive things to do here, Sire. If we do much more, I'm afraid we will be doing their jobs for them." She said in a light tone. Her eyes closed for a brief moment as she turned to face the door and spotted the children running a muck once again. She shook her head and couldn't help but to chuckle before picking up her mug of ale and taking a swig off of it. Though she hated drunks, she didn't mind drinking here and there and the younger men on the estate knew how to brew rather well.
"I've seen you work, lets see how you play." She said to him in a very child-like tone that hinted a bit of a challenge to him. She wanted to see if this man was all about work and no play or did he really have a child inside of him. She started towards the door, her hand on the knob before turning to face him with her bright green eyes. "Unless, you're afraid of a bit of fun. Sire." She challenged, and then found herself walking out the door in a fast paced walk and over towards a stack of hay to hide in. Knowing her servants would gladly play along.

She would grin a bit when she heard him calling out her name. Well, more so to the nickname he had used. Cupping her mouth with both hands she would try to tuck herself further into the bundle as if he wouldn't be able to find her. With her knee's now tucked up to her chest, she waited and stayed hidden away into her haystack. Everything went silent for a while until she heard footsteps heading towards her, and than felt the haystack shake. Her eyes saw his hand between the straws as she went to move herself a bit to the side. Not that there was a whole lot of places for her to go. She was cornered and she wasn't sure if he was going to keep looking in the stack for her or move on to another spot but either way she staying there until she was found. And that didn't take him very long. She suspected that one of her own gave in and told him where she was hiding. Just as he pretended to fall over, she tried scooting backwards but was caught between him and the ground beneath her. She could've sworn she felt her heart stop beating right then and there as she seemed to be starring right at him. Her breathing was shaky as she laid there.
"And you sir, seem to be... Closing in." She told him licking her lips to rid them of the dryness that suddenly overcame them. She cleared her throat and waited for him to move before getting out of the trap.

She didn't have any time to think about the sudden act that he had mad upon her. She didn't have time to retaliate her next move, and so, found herself wrapping her arms around his neck tightly, pulling herself upwards into his grip. She breathed heavily during the kiss, her returning to beat only a million more times faster then it was doing previously. When he pulled back, she kept a hand wrap around his neck, her eyes just starring into his blinking very wearily. What had just happen anyway? Something inside of her stirred and she couldn't help but to blush at her cheeks. When he stood up and pulled her up from the ground, she was confused and once she had caught a wind of fresh air, she shoved him back a bit of ways, hard, and went running towards the back door. She would continue to make her way towards her room, locking the door behind her the moment it had shut and walked backwards to her bed before sitting on it with a flop. She lifted her fingers up until she felt them touch her lips. She breathed heavily, still unable to really comprehend what had just happen in the hay stack, unsure if she liked or not. No one has ever kissed her like that before.. Well, no one had kissed her at all, everything was rushing inside of her.. From her heart pumping, to her head throbbing in her pain as she tried to make her conscious clear.

She could hear the man's voice echoing throughout the house. He was coming after her and she knew this. Her eyes turned to face her door when she heard the footsteps stop right in front of it, and his voice on the other side. She had ignored him the whole way to her room, but the thing that she couldn't ignore was the way she had felt during and after the kiss he had given her. She felt bad though, for ignoring him and then making him explain the situation to one of the Knights. Surely he was feeling bad about the whole ordeal. She listened to the tone of his voice as it went from worry to, questionable and then sympathetic. She gulped and wouldn't stand to her feet until she had heard the Knight walk off in the other direction. She rose to her feet and slowly walked towards her door and unlocked it slowly. Her hand laid on top of the knob as she stood there hesitant of opening it. Finally, she allowed herself to open the door just partially to where she could peer at him with her eyes uncertainly. Finally, she breathed in and released it before opening the door fully as she stood in the doorway of her bedroom.
"I had caused them to believe that something was going on. I apologize for that.. Sire." Though she didn't know why she was apologizing, but it just felt right. "I had no right to shove you.." She whispered quietly, looking downwards at her feet shuffling the hardwood.