@ katahdin
Clara stood from the bed and move to the window, pulling back the curtain she peered out into the vast unknown. She'd never seen such beauty before her, the land which her new home stood upon was vast. It was a sign of wealth but she didn't care about any of that, she didn't know what to do any more. Her mother had always talked about marriage being a partnership. And that when she should marry that she should always trust her husband and follow his lead. After all she is now a lady of his house and needed to act as such. But being married to this man now made her realize that she wasn't ready for this. She knew nothing of him or his family. She wasn't even sure what was expected of her. Would she be able to just be herself, after all she'd never been one for sitting still. But right now she felt like that was all she could do was just be still.
Hearing a knock she furrowed her brows, remember she'd told them not to disturb her. Honestly she'd wanted to sleep but hadn't gotten any, just let herself get pulled in by her own pity. Moving to the door she froze hearing Thomas's voice she nibbled on her lip as her feet guided her to the door. Pulling it open she could feel a light blush on her cheeks as she was still in her wedding
dress. She'd not bothered to change, and she didn't want him to think to much into it. Because yes she wished her wedding had been a bit more happier. And not feeling like it was the ending of something, but the beginning. And her still in her dress may make him feel like she was clinging to something. However she was just being lazy in not changing.
William frowned as he was talking to the tavern keep, a guard from the Castle stood idle by them. He noticed him before he even opened his mouth but he chose to ignore him while he requested food for himself and now company. And once he watched the tavern keep heading back inside he smiled to the man before turning and making his way towards the woman sitting on the ground still. "You know you're right nothing stops them from hurting you, however." He held his finger up asking her to give him a moment, before motioning the guard over to him. "Yes my lord?" He asked quickly as he approached. "What would happen to you should you disobey an order from me?" William asked him, watching as his eyes went wide. "My lord?" He asked wondering what he was suppose to say, as he was afraid of answering wrong or having done something wrong. "Death my lord." He told him throwing a look at the woman on the ground, wondering if he was going to have to kill the woman before him.
"Now I maybe spoiled, as you pointed out, but I have no attention on being disobeyed. And it is a great perk for me, as no one disobeys me as I will not hesitate to kill them." He told her knowing he really didn't like the words coming out of his mouth, as he wanted to change things. But getting her to trust what he was doing as good, instead of seeing the bad in everything. "And when I say you'll have a place to stay at the tavern, then I mean no one can keep you out, and if you don't believe me, I'll send this very man to visit you daily. And if anyone so much as lays a finger on you, he'll kill them where they stand, will that make you happy?" He questioned her, wondering why it was so difficult to help put her on the right path. And why she was so against letting him help her.