“Guy’s Rose” (WIP)–Ch. 13 Getting Ready; Ch. 14 The Betrothal Feast, 12/05/11 Gratiana Lovelace (Post #70)
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“Guy’s Rose” Chapter 13: Getting Ready for their Betrothal Feast Tuesday Night (PG-13)
For Sir Guy’s [(2) left] part as he is getting ready for the betrothal feast–wearing yet another of Lord George Middleton’s outfits of fine burgundy colored velvet–he feels humbled by his transformation from possible dungeon captive to esteemed noble, to potential member of the royal family through his engagement to the fair Lady Roseanna. He finds that he likes her more and more. If circumstances were different–and he wasn’t pining away for Lady Marian still–Sir Guy might have seriously entertained courting Lady Roseanna. But, as things stand, he is her willing accomplice in a machination of palace intrigue so devious that even he had never aspired to such heights.
And Lady Roseanna? As she readies herself for the betrothal feast–in one of her finest French gowns that her Aunt Queen Eleanor gave her–she wonders about this strange turn of events. Lady Roseanna realizes that she has become a pretend fiancé to a man–Sir Guy of Gisborne–whom she would have liked as a real suitor. But barely two days acquaintance–however familiar and comfortable their interactions have been–is not sufficient time to take the full measure of a man. Unless, of course, that man is Sir Guy of Gisborne. Lady Roseanna [(3) right] sighs as Bessie helps her into her gown of pale pink velvet with gossamer sheer sleeving and a lovely delicate white lace ruffle edging the low sweetheart neckline that complements her skin tone so nicely. Her glimmering burnished auburn hair is pulled up on the sides with jeweled combs and flows over her shoulders and back.
Lady Roseanna: “Hhhhhh!” Her face betrays a small pleased smile as she looks at herself in the mirror.
Bessie: “Oh milady, you are so beautiful! You will take Sir Guy’s breath away.” She says encouragingly.
Lady Roseanna: “Thank you Bessie.” Lady Roseanna smiles, pleased with how she looks. “And have you spoken to Sir Guy? Is he readying himself also?” She asks her maid inquisitively.
Bessie: “Yes, milady.” She nods her head. “He is in the sitting room and said to tell you that when you are ready, he will escort you to the feast.”
Lady Roseanna: “Well then, I best not keep him waiting.” She twirls herself around once and then walks to her bed chamber door
As Lady Roseanna opens her bedchamber, she spies Sir Guy standing imperiously next to the fireplace mantel with one hand on the mantel and one on his hip. Her breath catches in her throat at the sight of him. Lady Roseanna thinks that Sir Guy looks even more handsome than earlier–even when she saw him naked. She blushes thinking of that image in her mind. He is also nervous, but she can’t tell that.
Sir Guy: Upon hearing Lady Roseanna’s bed chamber door open Sir Guy turns and looks at her in stunned awe. Then he bows to her. “Milady Rose. My apologies for my silence. But your beauty takes my breath away.” He moves the hand from his hip to his heart as he continues to grip the mantel for support.
Lady Roseanna: She crosses the room to stand next to him. Then she smiles amusingly up at him and says coquettishly, “I could say the same about you, Sir Guy. But then, wouldn’t we be laying on the compliments a bit thick since we’re only by ourselves?”
Sir Guy: Moving to stand next to her and clasping both of her hands in his hands, Sir Guy [(4) left] says like the suitor he is pretending to be–though he finds that he does not want to pretend, “Nay My Rose, you are beauty and grace personified.”
Lady Roseanna: Her breath catches in her throat at the sincerity in his voice. “And you Sir Guy are more handsome a man than I have ever seen.” She looks up at him and smiles adoringly, gleefully, flirtily. “We shall make the court green with envy about us–even Johnny.”
Sir Guy: “My Lady Rose, …” He hesitates. “In truth, I find that I wish we were not pretending to be fiances.” He brings both of her hands to his lips and kisses them. Then he holds her hands to his chest, bringing her closer to him as he gazes into her eyes soulfully. Sir Guy is besotted with his treasure.
Lady Roseanna: “Do you speak truthfully, Sir Guy?” She breathes quickly, feeling nervous about him now–even though they have only had friendly exchanges with each other. Could it be that she is also coming under his spell?
Sir Guy: “I speak truthfully, My Lady.” He smiles warmly at her.
They gaze at each other for several moments. Then as Guy leans down to kiss Rose, they are interrupted by her servant–and they part from each other–the spell is broken.
Lady Roseanna: “Of course, Bessie. Thank you.” Lady Roseanna says a bit flushed with this new turn of events.
Sir Guy: “Shall we go to the feast, My Lady Rose?” He says holding out his arm to her.
Lady Roseanna: “Yes Guy.” She smiles at him. And he notices that she has just familiarly called him Guy for the first time.
Sir Guy and Lady Roseanna exit their apartments and walk down the palace hallway to the great dining hall where their betrothal feast is being held.
To be continued with Chapter 14
“Guy’s Rose” (WIP), Chapter 14: Sir Guy’s and Lady Roseanna’s Betrothal Feast Tuesday Night (PG-13)
The Betrothal Feast for Sir Guy and Lady Roseanna, is all that and more. Prince John had put his party planners into a scurrying frenzy getting special foods, wines, jugglers, musicians, and such to celebrate the betrothal of Lady Roseanna Oxbridge Middleton to Sir Guy Crispin Gisborne. As Sir Guy and Lady Roseanna enter the great dining hall, they see colorful and festive streamers and bunting around the room and the tables are set with the best palace linen and plate–they smile at the effort made on their behalf. Upon seeing Lady Roseanna and Sir Guy arrive, a cheer goes up from the assembled guests and Prince John walks forward to greet them.
Prince John: Kissing her cheek and hugging her warmly, he says “Dear cousin Rose, betrothal suits you. You look radiant. Isn’t that so, Gisborne?” Lady Roseanna blushes and Prince John turns to look at Gisborne and shakes his hand.
Sir Guy: “Sire, My Lady Rose is indeed the fairest in the land.” He smiles down at her and brings her hand up to his lips for a kiss.
Sir Guy: “Oh no, My Lady. You could never do that.” Sir Guy [(6) left] says in his deep velvety baritone as he gazes at her admiringly, adoringly.
Prince John: “Besotted! Cousin Roseanna, you have accomplished for yourself what I have been unable to do this past year–get you happily betrothed.” He says a bit nonplussed.
Lady Roseanna: “Well Johnny, maybe I was just waiting for the right man to come along and sweep me off my feet.” She smiles adoringly up at Sir Guy–as they agreed to behave in public. She is pretending, right? As Sir Guy continues to gaze at her lovingly, now even Lady Roseanna wonders if she is becoming ‘swept’ away with the sentimentality that accompanies engagements.
Prince John: “Let us eat!” He admonishes everyone cheerfully.
And they all sit down for a repast of roast beef, potatoes, and carrots, with bread, cheese, fruit, and wine. The fiancés sit together so they can converse easily throughout the meal. The prince has a lovely lady on his arm that keeps him engaged. So the fiancés can speak privately. And the desserts are especially popular with Sir Guy–small cakes with butter cream frosting.
Sir Guy: “This is delicious!” He says chomping down on a second cake portion. “I’d forgotten how good sweets are.” Then his face saddens, remembering that it was his late mother who gave him those sweets when he was a child.
Lady Roseanna: “Guy?” She whispers his name in the familiar again as she lays a caring hand on his lower left arm. “Are you alright?”
Sir Guy: “I am fine Milady.” He nods his head, but his countenance is still melancholy.
Lady Roseanna: “Will you not tell me what is troubling you?” She looks into his eyes soulfully.
Sir Guy: “It is just that ….” His voice trails away. “You see, my mother used to give us sweets on special occasions like our birthdays. But she and my father died in a fire when I was fifteen. And I had to provide for myself and my little sister.” And Sir Guy [(7) right] thinks sadly, that his careless actions caused that fire and caused their deaths and his face tenses up, staving off the emotions of guilt he has long felt for his actions.
Lady Roseanna: “That must have been hard.” My own dear parents died just two years ago … of typhoid.” Lady Roseanna says haltingly as she tears up. “I miss them every day.”
Sir Guy: “It was.” He nods his head and he clasps her hand in his. “I am sorry for your own loss.” She nods. Then he continues with his story. “But we were so young that we had no one here whom we could rely upon for support. So, after staying with some distant relatives in France for a few years, I became a soldier and then my sister Isabella was married.” He says relievedly.
Lady Roseanna: “Oh? Were you glad to have her off your hands?” She asks him impishly, trying to lighten his spirits.
Sir Guy: “No. But being a soldier, I couldn’t provide for her–nor was I around to protect her. So I found someone for her who could.”
Lady Roseanna: “And how has she fared in this marriage? Are you an uncle yet?” She smiles warmly at him.
Sir Guy: “I don’t think I am an uncle.” He says uncertainly. “Because surely she would have written and told me about it. But, we have not had a chance to meet in the last fifteen years since she was married.” He has been too busy climbing up through the ranks to his present position as right hand man to the Sheriff of Nottingham.
Lady Roseanna: “Well, maybe when we are married we can invite her for a visit.” Lady Roseanna says forgetting that they are only pretending to be engaged. And Sir Guy looks at her in surprise. Then she remembers and she is embarrassed and looks up at Sir Guy with a rather flustered look on her face. “I mean … well … um …It would be nice to meet her.” She says knowing that she has to keep the charade going lest they be over heard.
Sir Guy: “I would like for you two to meet.” He nods his head smilingly–continuing their charade. Or, is it a charade?
Sir Guy and Lady Roseanna gaze at each other questioningly–not knowing that the other is thinking the same thing. Might theirs be a love match after all?
To be continued with Chapter 15
(1a) Guy’s Rose story graphic composite image–Sir Guy, as portrayed by Richard Armitage, drawing by Judiang and initially shared at http://www.jagrant.com/watcher/creativity-guy-drawing/
(1b) Guy’s Rose story graphic composite image–rose graphic found at http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8VwTKAphks/TQ5I9nYhgdI/AAAAAAAAN6k/vdOKQ4QsSsU/s1600/pink_rose_petals.jpg
(2) Head shot crop of Sir Guy (as portrayed by Richard Armitage) in the BBC’s production of Robin Hood series 3, episode 5 (pix 108) (2009) with a burgundy collar added
(3) “A Portrait of a Young Lady” (head only) by Eugene de Blaas, Image representing Lady Roseanna Oxbridge Middleton found at
composited with Drew Barrymore’s pink gowned body from the film “Ever After” (1998)
(4) Sir Guy (as portrayed by Richard Armitage) entranced, image from the BBC’s Robin Hood, series 3, episode 7 (pix 2) (2009) http://www.richardarmitagenet.com/images/gallery/RobinHood/album/seasonthree/episodeseven/slides/7_002.html
(5) Cropped image representing Bessie the servant is by Eugene de Blaas–called “Venetian Flower Seller” –was found at http://www.paintingall.com/Italian-Academic-Classic-Painter-Eugene-de-Blaas-Venetian-Flower-Seller-Oil-Painting.html
(6) Prince John (as portrayed by Toby Stephens) and Sir Guy of Gisborne (as portrayed by Richard Armitage) in the BBC’s production of Robin Hood series 3, episode 7 (pix 166)
(7) Sir Guy (as portrayed by Richard Armitage) in the BBC’s production of Robin Hood series 3, episode 7 (pix 9)
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Ch. 3: https://gratianads90.wordpress.com/2011/11/11/%E2%80%9Cguy%E2%80%99s-rose%E2%80%9D-wip-chapter-3-sir-guy-sups-with-prince-john-at-monday%E2%80%99s-midday-meal-pg-13-111111-gratiana-lovelace-post-52/