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Post by ANNE SOPHIE PLANTAGENET on Jun 3, 2010 22:25:18 GMT -5
She sat down quietly , an sighed looking down at the table as she wondere what would happen now, what devious nature did Richard have for her for the rest of the evening that they were going to spend together.
Seeing him serve her more champagne she sighed an started to think that she should control whatever she was thinking an just try an stay quiet for the remainder of the evening an not touch the chapagne or what she had of it.
But then feeling quite suddenly, she felt her cheeks go red an he lips start to open, as she felt an imense heat get to the best of her as it was to hot an suddenly she had to grab the chapagne an down it all in one instant.
What did you do to me Richard" she thought mentally an cocked her head as she saw her cart of food come in, an smiled as she was guetting a little hungry. She was hoping that with the little food she was going to receive in her stomach she would not act so improperly towards Richard an tell him so many truths about herself.
Seeing Richard study her she only turned her face as she saw her meal start to be placed an sighed, time please make the evening move faster please.. she was murmuring in her head an just started to grab the little bit of chapagne an noticed a small quantity of white powder on the surface.
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Post by RICHARD PLANTAGENET on Jun 4, 2010 0:05:40 GMT -5
As Anne sat back down Richard continued to smile, his smile widening a little as she suddenly downed the champagne he'd poured her. He wondered if that was due to the drug or to her nerves; either way it was strange to watch. Anne, who was usually calm and collected even in face of what he did to her, suddenly being so spontaneous of to down all the champagne.
It was as Richard was reflecting on this that the food arrived, and was placed reverently on their table (the waiters knew who they were and were clearly impressed). Richard watched the man who was serving Anne carefully out of the corner of his eye...
He'd added a little bit more. Richard's smile faded a little; he didn't think it was necessary, it was taking effect already and working perfectly...besides there was so little left in the glass that Anne was sure to spot it...
The man didn't look Richard's way however so the comptroller had no opportunity to surreptitiously alert him to this fact. As the waiters moved away again Richard picked up the bottle of champagne again and moved it across the table towards Anne so she could refill her glass. He didn't comment on her consumption of the alcohol, to preoccupied with waited for a reaction he hoped wouldn't come...
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Post by ANNE SOPHIE PLANTAGENET on Jun 4, 2010 2:00:21 GMT -5
Lowering the glass, she saw Richard look at her an only smiled as she ate heartly an quietly the meal as she would later discuss the matter of him actually putting somehting in her drink, it was so typically him really it did not surprise her at all.
Cutting up her food she started to eat it an smiled teasing Richard as she pursed her lips, bitting them slightly being a little coquette before the big explosion that was about to come for him having done this to her.
If he really must know , he did not really need to do this at all he could have just asked her an she would tell him, but no that was not Richards way of doing things he always had to use the playing of games an tricks.
But he also must learn at some point that he should not temper with other peoples emotions, an he had done just that to her when in fact deep down she had loved him once an now she knew that he felt the same even now.
In all truth she could not love a man who just fooled around with her , got her to the media, acted in a way that was just not in her nature, Edward had never acted like that, he always acted normal , happy , an so very human.
Unlike Richard Edward did not care for the media, an disliked the media terribly an had always wanted privacy around his surroundings, but alas back to the matter at hand she was remembering things that where of the past she now had to concentrate on the right moment when to confront Richard with his devious deeds.
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Post by RICHARD PLANTAGENET on Jun 4, 2010 3:24:38 GMT -5
She didn't refill the glass, but she didn't seem to have noticed anything amiss either. Richard wasn't entirely satisfied with that deduction but, as it was all he could do for now, he decided to let it lie.
As Anne began to eat, he did the same, doing his hardest not to keep looking at her and instead concentrate on what was on his plate. Whenever he did chance to look her way, he noticed she was looking at him very differently from the manner in which she usually did, with no loathing or even cold civility.
Truth be told, the looks she was given him were flirtatious at best, certainly not the sort of looks Richard had been expecting from her. He supposed it was just an effect of the drug and as such had to keep reminding himself that this wasn't how Anne really felt...she may have loved him at university but she hated him now...
He hadn't the faintest clue that Anne knew exactly what he was up to and was planning to confront him. This was fatal. He should have known not to let his guard down so easily, but he assumed he'd won this round of the game before it was over.
Richard kept thinking he should try and strike up conversation again, yet from the hearty way Anne was eating he guessed she wanted the evening to be over quickly. He decided, as he had done the day before, to appease her and see where it led.
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Post by ANNE SOPHIE PLANTAGENET on Jun 4, 2010 14:37:57 GMT -5
Anne reached out for his hand across the table touching his fingers slightly an felt much better after she had eaten , an now was just waiting for him to ask her something anything that would maybe set off her plan in motion but nothing, he just stood there quiet.
Not again the silent treatmeant, she hated the quiet it meant she had done something wrong but if he suspected her of her own plans they would be ruin so she just had to take it slowly an started to move her leg taking off her shoe an carresing his leg as she just smiled a little an put her foot away.
Standing a little straighter she continued eating savoring every mouthfull, as she saw him worry about something an just sighed, well she would at least try to make the evening as pleasant as she could for the both of them, "So what happened to that gala your brother is hosting" she asked shifting herself slightly in her chair.
She was now very suddenly wanting to crave desert as she licked her bottom lip an finished the plum sauce that was on her stake an her veggies as she served herself some more god she loved the stuff, yes she did or was it the drug.
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Post by RICHARD PLANTAGENET on Jun 4, 2010 20:37:34 GMT -5
Richard had to admit, despite the fact he'd chosen to impose it, the silence was becoming un-nerving. However he was still unable to come up with a conversation starter, particularly when Anne reached across the table to touch his fingers, then caressed his leg for a moment with her foot.
It wasn't her, it was the drug. Not her. The drug.
He had to keep repeating this little chant to himself inside his head to prevent himself returning her advances...at least just yet. Why, it was working much better than he'd hoped, no doubt aided by the extra dose the waiter had so thoughtfully added when serving the food.
"So what happened to that gala your brother is hosting?"
Richard was surprised to hear Anne speak, considering they'd spent the majority of the past twenty minutes or so in silence, preoccupied with their food. He had to admit he welcomed the renewed conversation, particularly since it didn't pertain to the other Edward. Edward d'Anjou.
Not to mention the fact that Richard had been planning to broach the subject himself sooner or later. To invite Anne to attend. She wasn't on the guest list because, of course, Edward hadn't a clue of Richard and Anne's arrangements. Richard figured that since Edward was going to die the night of his dinner party if he found out an hour or so before about the secret arrangement Richard and Anne had had for the past few years it would be of little consequence.
"The date has been set for the twenty ninth of May," he informed Anne curtly, setting down his fork as he did so, having finished his meal. "It's not so much a gala as a small dinner party...but knowing Edward I doubt it will be such as a small and low-key affair as he claims."
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Post by ANNE SOPHIE PLANTAGENET on Jun 5, 2010 3:55:04 GMT -5
Anne saw Richards expression change as she only grinned she had him, she had him she now could set her plan into motion as she heard him say the date an the event, after tonight she would not go, he had deceived her .
" I am not going, an you did not have to drug me to get me to be how it pleases you"she told him an frowned at him wondering if he would be surprised that she had figured his plan slightly, but now she was wondering why, why he had decided to do this to her.
Standing a little straighter she looked at him dead set in the eyes an just sighed, she was hurt an currently not pleased that he had done this to just get what he wanted which was for her to confess a few things which she had done.
But that was sert in the past, an she could not do anything that she had said to take it back an she would not take it back it was not in her nature to do so, grabbing the chapagne glass that he had served she started to raise it an throw it at his face hoping that it would shatter an leave him blind.
But due to her taking the chapagne glass she found herself imobile, an just sighed she wanted to go home now an just cuddle with her boy in her bed an maybe enjoy a nice long hot bath.
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Post by RICHARD PLANTAGENET on Jun 5, 2010 5:07:45 GMT -5
"I am not going, an you did not have to drug me to get me to be how it pleases you"
If Anne's sudden grin had unsettled him, it was nothing compared to her words. Richard felt the blood drain from his face and his eyes grow wide...how had she figured it out...how did she know?
How he wished he had his good hand around that d*** waiter's throat...
Should he attempt to lie his way out of it? Should he try and play the innocent card, claim he hadn't the slightest idea what she was talking about? Or should he just admit that yes, he had drugged her?
The first two options were certainly more appealing, but Richard got the distinct impression that Anne would see right through his lies. But then...despite the fact she'd discovered the drug...she was still affected by it. She hadn't yelled at him, or made any move towards him. Instead she simply sat up straighter and glowered in his direction...nothing more.
That was something.
"Can you blame me for feeling I needed to do so?" he said at last, his eyes narrowing slightly, angry that she had found him out so quickly. "The way you've been acting towards me? And as for the dinner...you're coming whether you want to or not, my dear. I've put your name on the guest list...you're obligated to show up."
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Post by ANNE SOPHIE PLANTAGENET on Jun 6, 2010 2:15:33 GMT -5
Anne just stared at Richard dead set in the eyes and felt her first clench into a punch an her forced smile gritting her teeth slightly as she was hating the man who was he to order her around about going to any party at all.
" well I am not going especially with you...! an anyways why are you using that drug on me just when I just when I...." she started to tell him but pursed her lips an kept her mouth closed shut an turned away.
She would not stand for such a rude behavior with her, did she not deserve a man who could at least respect her, an not just try an get her to be a test bunny, which was exacrly what Richard was doing not to mention that she thought things were guetting better those were only lies.
What a bunch of bull crap she had fought herself to belive, an what a great relief she was feeling to know that Richard was still the same Richard, cold , hard, un emotional, Manipulative swine of a man.
If she could finally break free from him an try an live a better life for her,an her child she would be the happiest woman on earth but now she was here living in this present and there was nothing she could change about it.
" Listen what my lips are saying because your going to hear it only one more time, I AM NOT GOING" She yelled an just closed her eyes when she felt a little bit weak due to the yell which must have been one of the effects of the drug.
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Post by RICHARD PLANTAGENET on Jun 6, 2010 2:50:10 GMT -5
"Well I am not going especially with you...! an anyways why are you using that drug on me just when I just when I...."
Just when you what?, Richard wondered. Had she been about to admit that, even for a moment, she'd felt differently about him? She'd admitted she used to love him even without the drug...had it really been necessary?
Was he, Richard Plantagenet, feeling a shred of regret for what he'd done? The mere thought of doing so was bad enough but the fact that it might actually be true...that was worse.
He and Anne had actually been getting along on the way to the restaurant, things had worsened when the media turned up but then she'd admitted she loved him...ever since the drug things had been on a downward spiral (it didn't help, of course, that Anne had discovered its presence in her champagne).
"Listen what my lips are saying because your going to hear it only one more time, I AM NOT GOING!"
The yelling had come much later than expected, but come it had, and Richard was not fazed. But it seemed there was no way he could persuade Anne to come...the drug was undoubtedly having an effect, she seemed considerably weaker after her outburst, but how was he to exploit her condition if she was well aware of it?
Maybe it was time to admit to himself he'd lost this round of the game. He claimed it wasn't a game to him, and yet it still felt like one, he and Anne always at odds, at each others throats...it was a constant battle between them. Whoever said love was a battlefield was right.
If he ever wanted to get back in Anne's good books, if he ever wanted her to feel the same way as he did, it would probably be best if he stopped giving orders...if he let Anne have her way for once. He wasn't giving up, certainly not...he would have her. He would just have to realize it might take longer than he'd anticipated, and that no tricks like spiking the champagne were going to be of much use.
"As you wish, Anne," he said, breaking eye contact, head bowed slightly as if in defeat. He would have used her married name to echo her earlier sentiments ("As you wish Mr. Plantagenet...") but he couldn't bring himself to do so. He couldn't bear to speak the name of the man who had ruined the life that he and Anne might have had together.
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Post by ANNE SOPHIE PLANTAGENET on Jun 6, 2010 3:34:35 GMT -5
She noticed his tone change toward her, an she herself just noticed her sigh again an her shoulders shy away as she wanted to go home, desert was not in her menu of options that she wanted right now, an she just felt extremly tired an weary.
The emotional impact of finding out yet again that he had deceived hern well it just hurt to go damm much, an in all truth she was starting to love him a little just a little but now her heart could change that way of thinking to something that she would benefit from instead of feeling pain.
But anyways she had to get the hell out of his sight, an fast she would collapse there an then right on top of him if he did not act properly, "Do you have an antidote to this drug" she asked him weakly cleaning some sweat that was forming on her brow.
She assumed that the sweat was because of how nervous she was around him, yet she had no reason to she had won this round, wait a minute she had won over Richard... Richard the man who had tortured her without end that she should do everything that she was bidded to do even though she found it umpleasing.
An yet she now was remembering the kiss that they had that day she arrived at the office to ask him to retaliatte his aproach at always keeping her whatch, yet again she had also won on that occasion was he becoming soft with her or was there another reason.
Yet he had told her today that he had loved her, before in college hmmm an even loved her now. But she did not have the same sentiments that he did so they were facing a little bump or he was facing a little bump.
now was the question of what he would do , or what he was trying to do to win her over an if she could possibly know as she also sighed when she finally figured out that she could do nothing but wait.
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Post by RICHARD PLANTAGENET on Jun 6, 2010 4:10:52 GMT -5
"Do you have an antidote to this drug?"
Her response was not the one Richard had been expecting. Doubtless if he was in her position he would have been gloating over his victory...but then again Anne and he were very different people.
Anne's voice was weak, and he noticed her cleaning beads of sweat from her forehead. He bit his lip...the drug was only meant to relax her, certainly not make her weak and faint as she seemed! Had he given her too much? What would happen if he had?
Do you have an antidote?
Naturally Richard hadn't anticipated needing to use the antidote, but he'd had the sense to have it about his person. Shooting Anne an apologetic look, as he wasn't yet willing to say he was sorry, Richard fumbled in his suit jacket pocket for a moment or two before producing a small jar of the pills needed to stop the effects of the drug he had given her. He wordlessly handed the jar to her, inwardly praising his good sense.
He only hoped the stuff would work as well as the drug itself had.
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Post by ANNE SOPHIE PLANTAGENET on Jun 9, 2010 3:34:51 GMT -5
Anne garbbed the drugs antidote an started to measure a few drops on her lips and closed her mouth after she had taken a well enough dosage and smiled at Richard.
It was nice enough of him to actually offer her the antidote , he could have used it for other methods of exploiting her but she had actually made him change his mind and convince him to help her.
But then there was still the matter of the party, would she go, would she not go, would she just go in secret, she hoped that she could make a descision soon an not have to actually base her descision now on what Richard was feeling but in fact on what she felt.
An what she was feeling now was that she just needed to recover her strenghth and think sensibly about what she was going to say, yet why at the same time she felt like she needed to stand up an just walk over to Richard an hug him express her passion that she once had.
Yet at the same time she was imobile an unable to actually do something that she wanted to express, which she was glad about because it would turn her life and all the hate that she had for this beast who manipulated her with his mind actually never deserved her love at all.
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Post by RICHARD PLANTAGENET on Jun 9, 2010 8:00:38 GMT -5
Richard gave Anne a weak smile as she took the antidote, a smile which widened a little as she took it and returned his smile into the bargain.
He hadn't the slightest idea what was going through Anne's mind at this point; if he was in her position he knew what he'd be thinking, certainly. He'd want payback, to get revenge for being used like that. Was Anne contemplating such things?
Or was it possible she was considering forgiveness?
He didn't know what was going on in her head...and he didn't like it. He usually got what was going on with people quite quickly but Anne...she was different, always had been, probably always would be.
Richard felt as though something should be said, and yet at the same time it seemed best to remain silent. He took the jar back from Anne and replaced it in his suit pocket; looking up again he noticed the expression on Anne's face...she looked somewhat confused, as if she were debating with herself inside her head.
The comptroller had to admit he was intrigued by this, but he didn't say anything in case doing so broke the brittle truce of civility they now seemed to have drawn up once more.
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Post by ANNE SOPHIE PLANTAGENET on Jun 10, 2010 0:18:21 GMT -5
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