Lisieux Family/Esme Is Drugged
((not public knowledge))
The Lord Justiciar did not have a hard time tracking down Esme, and announced himself to her staff.
"Tell your lady that Kayne II Himoura, Lord Protector of the Akadian League is here."
Sir Kayne II Himoura Lord Justiciar of Akadian League
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Bradford, Esme's head of staff, knocked on the oaken door to his Lady's boudoir. A feminine "Come in" sounded from inside and he cracked open the door. The Lady was dressed, but obviously not ready for company. Her gown was elegant yet relaxed. It wasn't like she was moving in any circles in Society yet. She was still adjusting to setting up home elsewhere. Her long hair hung at her back gracefully, not yet done up.
He cleared his throat before repeating the announcement. "Esme, I have come to announce that Kayne II Himoura, Lord Justiciar of the Akadian League has arrived. He requests your audience."
Esme turned to look at Bradford. She nodded with a small smile. "Alright, Bradford. Tell him I'll be out in just a moment."
He turned and closed the door after him. Approaching Lord Himoura once more, he addressed the Lord Justiciar. "M'Lord, she will see you in a moment."
He vanished, and soon Lady Esme appeared. She was dressed in a dark, emerald green gown. Her silky black hair was done up in a loose bun. Indeed, she looked much more relaxed than she ought to. But then, this seemed more like a surprise visit. After all, she'd just arrived not a day ago.
She curtsied and nodded her head to him. "M'Lord, what service can I do for you?"
((hehe, yes I did "requests your audience" on purpose. but then, kayne didn't hear that :P))
Esme Lisieux (Dame of Akanos)
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Kayne II was far from... Normal looking. He was gargantuan, standing seven feet in height easily, and abnormally muscular. His teeth had long since been filed to points, and his gray hair hung wildly around his shoulders. And as far as anyone knew, he never took off his armor, a suit of gold trimmed, pitted, black armor with random spikes protruding. He kept a couple well polished skulls mounted on it, and most odd were the chains hanging off it... They appeared to be broken, and scorched. A wicked looking great sword hung on his back.
"I have come to bid you welcome Lady Esme, to our great new realm. I do hope you will find yourself at home here. I don't mean to impose, but perhaps we could sit down for a cup of tea?"
Sir Kayne II Himoura Lord Justiciar of Akadian League
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Her eyes widened infinitesimally as she took in his appearance. He was taller than her, of course, and more heavily muscled. But he also seemed much more intimidating and, perhaps vicious even. But surely he was not the cause of the goosebumps that suddenly covered her body. She motioned to a drawing room with a wave of her hand.
"Of course, M'Lord. Please, follow me. A cup of tea sounds nice, doesn't it?"
She led him into the room and motioned for him to take a seat with a smile. Esme sat herself down and motioned for her maid, Mary. She gave a short order for tea to be brought, at which point the maid hurried off to do her mistress's bidding.
"I must thank you for your welcome. I'm sure I will find my stay here most enjoying."
Esme Lisieux (Dame of Arkanos)
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Kayne eyes the chair warily before sitting, the chair creaking under the weight.
"Its no trouble. I should visit newcomers more often. Unfortunately I often do not have the time."
The tea came and Kayne pulled out a vial and poured a dash of powder into it, and offered it to her.
"You should try this, it really enhances the flavor of the tea."
Sir Kayne II Himoura Lord Justiciar of Akadian League
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Esme eyed the vial warily. Instinct told her not to accept a mysterious substance from someone she barely knew. However, doubting the man who held a station much higher than her own was probably not smart. She took it in good confidence and added some to the tea that Mary handed to her. Esme handed the vial back to him and took a sip of the tea. He was right, it had a slightly more potent taste, and was sweeter.
"Well I'm glad you found time for me. I am not used to company so soon, especially after moving to a new realm. It is comforting to know that I am more than a number in a headcount."
She gave him a charming smile, but still watched him carefully. The skulls and wicked sword were a bit unnerving, if she had to be honest.
Esme Lisieux (Dame of Akanos)
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"Be at ease my lady, no need to worry. The trophies are just my way of remembering my mercenary heritage in Darka. Skulls of skilled foes I personally felled."
As he spoke, he kept an eye on her behavior. He had hoped the dose of Ikriff wasn't too strong for her. He didn't want to kill her by mistake. He pretended to sip his own tea, and set the cup down. He glanced at her eyes, watching for the tell tale signs that the drug was taking effect.
Sir Kayne II Himoura Lord Justiciar of Akadian League
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She sat and stared at him curiously for a moment, trying not to be too obvious about it. Well he was most definitely a military man. 'Oh, that's right, he's Lord Justiciar. Duh!' She was absorbed with this for a moment, but not long enough to miss him putting his cup down. She was sure that he simply pretended to drink from his cup of tea. But - why would he pretend? Surely he wasn't that opposed to Mary's tea. After all, the middle-aged woman made a fairly mean pot of tea.
"Congratulations on your success then. I'm sure you've gained much fame - and notoriety." She added the last bit on with a small wink.
But the wink triggered something. She wondered for a moment if she hadn't eaten enough that day - a small number of spots appeared in front of her eyes. A small headache began to build in the back of her head. She took another sip of her tea, hoping that the tasty liquid would help soothe her. The headache went away, but her fingertips started to tingle, and a few more abnormal spots appeared. She blinked a few times, trying to rid them from her vision. She failed.
Esme Lisieux (Dame of Arkanos)
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Kayne II grinned, and began to speak softly, his voice hypnotic.
"Listen to me closely, my words, my voice are all that matters. Humanity is filth. Forsake them to be saved. The weak must die so the strong may prosper. Through Chaos... Power. The Reaver, Raziel, revel in his carnage. Prosper in the petulance of the Grandfather. Hide by the shadow of the Deceiver. You will remember these words, but not this meeting. You will come to Kayne II's estate and ask to speak to him in private, and state you wish to be indoctrinated into the Chaos Requiem. Now, sleep my sweet."
He looked at her closely, hoping the drug and his words did what they were supposed to.
Sir Kayne II Himoura Lord Justiciar of Akadian League
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She stared at him, increasingly confused. But as he spoke, things seemed to get mistier and fuzzier. Esme's eyes went unfocused, and her whole body felt numb. Something inside her said, 'What the f*ck was that sh*t!' Her mind took in what he was saying, but another part of her was protesting loudly, yelling at the bastard for drugging her. Some managed to slip out:
"You are a twisted f*cker, aren't you?"
Under normal circumstances she might not have used such vulgar and inappropriate language. But let's face it, she wasn't really in her normal state of mind. Despite her subtle and subdued protestations, she had no power against the sweet drug, and as he spoke his sweet words, she slumped in her chair and fell into a deep slumber.
Esme Lisieux (Dame of Arkanos)
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Kayne II got up, a look of sickening glee on his face, and walked over to her and whispered,
"Rest well my sweet. I have big plans for you."
And with that, he left, pouring his tea, and what remained of hers out into a potted plant.
Sir Kayne II Himoura Lord Justiciar of Akadian League
