Revolutionary War Roleplay! [CLOSED]

She sat and looked around. "This is breathtaking!" she exclaimed, looking around.

He laughed quietly, "Just wait til you try my mac n cheese."

Jane looked at her plate. "It looks scrumptious!"

He sat down beside her, "I made turkey, fruit, apple pie, mac n cheese, green beans and scones,"

Jane ate with her eyes. "Incroyable!" she sighed in a French accent.

"Hah! I haven't had guests in ages," he laughed. "Well, other than war affiliates."

She looked at him, the usual sparkle in her eyes magnified. "It's all so wonderful. I thank you for the work you have done and your services to our great king."

He laughed sheepishly at her flattery. "It's my delight to do good, Jane,"

She pushed hair behind her ear.

Skip to when he helps her with house chores? I have an idea to help develop her past )

Sure, could you start?

She cupped one of his cheeks with her hand and kissed the other softly. "I'm delighted to hear that, my sir."

John shut his green eyes, dusty like the landscape ouside the windows. Her brief kiss made him sigh with happiness.

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Edonine had Pierre dust the home, including the bedrooms. She was outdoors tending to the poultry and plants.

John shut his green eyes, dusty like the landscape ouside the windows. Her brief kiss made him sigh with happiness.

She smirked. "Does that please you, my sir?"

He laughed quietly. The way she worded that made him flush. "Yes,"

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Edonine had Pierre dust the home, including the bedrooms. She was outdoors tending to the poultry and plants.

Pierre was careful in his movements, cleaning as thoroughly as possible.

In her bedroom, he'd notice, she kept an entire shelf with leather notebooks, all thoroughly worn out.

Pierre traced one of the spines lightly, itching to pick it up. But he didn’t dare, he didn’t have the right.

On her desk, one of the leatherbound books laid wide open. Obsessive rows of scratchy L's, over and over until it looked recognizeable.
Right.
She couldn't read or write, except for her name.

He laughed quietly. The way she worded that made him flush. "Yes,"

She kissed the same spot again gently. "I only wish to do what pleases you, my sir."

"You're straying into dangerous territory," she could hear his voice shaking nervously.

She drew back. "Did I offend you?" she asked quietly.

"No," he reassured, "I.. Women.. I've never been close to a woman. While sober, that.. Is,"

"I don't want to make you uncomfortable, my sir."

"You're not. You just make my heart beat faster.."

"I suppose that's a good thing," she whispered.

He stared at her for a few seconds, mouth going dry.

"You're gawking," she told him softly.

He closed his mouth. "Sorry," he whispered.

Jane cocked her head to the side slightly. "Why?"

"I don't know," he exhaled, giggled a little.