Europe / London (Ainsworth Estate): May 29th, 1817.
(Mordred's POV)
I was silent for a moment as I leaned back in the chair and muttered while exhaling smoke from my nose "It's a nice study, although it is temporary it could use a little touch up."
The study was absolutely silent. The sound of exhaling being heard.
"Hm…" I said while looking at an echolocation map inside of my head and reached out my right hand and felt a big bag next to me on the floor full of cash.
I was silent for a moment and thought "I need to deliver the money, I'm done wasting time"
(Vladimir's POV)
"I would like to open five new tabs under Ivan theodore fletcher, baron of cheshire." Said vladimir with a sigh as he wiped his forehead full of sweat.
The receptionist had a what the fuck look on her face and said with a wave of her hand "I don't know which baron your referring to. I've never heard of him."
Vladimir was silent. The grand lobby bustling loudly with a variety of voices.
"Baron fletcher of cheshire. How do you not know your history bitch." Said vladimir with a angry look on his face at the disrespect of his brother in law.
The receptionist had a flabbergasted look on her face and said with anger while pointing at at vladimir "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TO DISSRESPECT ME LIKE THIS."
"HUMPH…I AM A RENOWNED TH…" Said mathew loudly with anger. Only to realize that he was actually nothing.
The receptionist had a extremely angry look on her face and turned around and was about to shout for security but suddenly felt a hand rubbing on top of hers and looked back and seen vladimir leaning against the counter with a charming grin and said calmly "I'm sorry for my rude behavior earlier gorgeous. I have just been extremely stressed lately and took it out on you, how about I take you out for a drink and a bite to eat."
"Disgusting…wait, our those freckles." Asked the receptionist woman with surprise as she stared at the freckles on vladimir's face with her hand over her mouth.
"Fucking face. I should've asked mother to powder it" Thought vladimir with his teeth secretly gritted inside his mouth.
The receptionist suddenly put her hand on Vladimir's face and said with a smile while feeling vladimir's muscular body underneath his suit "So manly, have you thought of going fully bald."
"Y…yeah." Said vladimir stutteringly with his cheeks slightly reddening from embarrassment.
The receptionist suddenly averted her eye and said stutteringly with a soft voice "W…would you mind my dwarfism."
The grand lobby bustled loudly with a variety of voices.
Vladimir was absolutely silent. His eyes visibly catching the high chair behind the receptionist desk.
"N…no. I THINK IT'S HOT. I CAN PICTURE THE VARIOUS POSITIONS." Said vladimir loudly at the top of his lungs with reddened cheeks.
The lobby went silent. People had disgusted looks directed in mathews direction.
"Fuck. Just kill me already" Thought vladimir as he closed his eyes from embarrassment. something extremely sweet landing against his lips.
Vladimir 's eyes shot open. Them becoming even wider as he saw his lips pressed against the receptionist's that was on her knees atop the counter and Immediately broke away and said stutteringly "PWAH…w…what are you doing."
"Hehehe…I'll go out for a bite to eat with you, my name is sarah, sarah eleanor barton." Said sarahas she climbed off the counter and sat back into the high chair and slid a form in front of vladimir.
Vladimir's eyes were wide and thought while excitedly grabbing the fountain pen and thinking with a smile "I did it mordred. I got the money and a…t…tiny date"
(Margaret's POV)
"Vladimir should be fine, while he's handling the bank I'll go shopping for some clothes for adelaide, her taste is ass and should improve with time" Thought margaret as she entered a clothing store
*DING*
Margaret inhaled the pipe and exhaled from her mouth as she looked at a luxerious dress in the window and said with creased eyebrows "What a tacky looking whore dress. My mother could make a better one with her ingrown toenail."
"Ahem…excuse me ma'am, you can't smoke in here." Said a male shopkeeper calmly with a stoic looking face.
Margaret glanced back at the shopkeeper for a moment and said confusedly "What…"
The male shopkeeper sighed and said calmly "Your not allowed to smo…"
"I heard what you said. I was just wondering where your hairline went. Pardon me, a pimp has to go wander off to look at some of your tacky very own gowns. Dashing through these hoes, In a one horse open sleigh, Over the hills we go with the hoes laughing all the way ~." Said margaret singing with a bougie voice as she left slowly in the direction of some gown with the limp of a pimp.
The male shopkeeper had a ugly look on his face and followed after margaret with the still lit pipe and said whisperingly with anger as she checked out gowns "Ma'am please put out the pipe, this is a store rule."
"Hmm…I got more razzle dazzle than this dress but it's alright." Said margaret with interest as she put the lit pipe down next to the dress on a table.
The male shopkeeper was silent and glanced at the pipe while quietly maneuvering toward it and grabbed it while while saying as he left "Let me know if you need any help ma'am in searching for anything you need."
"This is a decent dress, adelaide would like it, maybe I should send a identical one to abigail to, she must be lonely with william" Thought margaret while feeling the white amd gold designed dress.
The store was bustling. Various voices heard.
Margaret reached for her lit pipe and felt and grabbed nothing and said with widened eyes "Huh…"
Margaret looked at the table with a vein on her forehead and seen her pipe was missing and Immediately looked at the receptionist counter and seen the male shopkeeper and thought "That shopkeeper"
"Receding hairline, did you take my pipe." Asked marrgaret as she waddled over to the receptionist counter.
The male shopkeeper continued reading the book his hand.
"Hahaha. I see, I see, so this is what we are doing." Said margaret with a laugh as she suddenly slammed her cane onto the counter.
*BANK*
The store went silent. Eyes looking in the direction of margaret.
The male shopkeeper had a angered look on his face and said loudly "MA'AM I WILL HAVE TO ASK YOU TO LEA…"
"Did you take my pipe." Asked margaret with a scary look in her eyes.
The male shopkeeper jolted slightly and said with a sigh "I did not. I didn't see anyone take anything."
"Hahaha, you didn't see anyone take anything…WELL LOOK NEXT TIME, use your eyes, they ain't supposed to just be hazel, they supposed to do some goddamn work around here, this ain't for play. I don't do this for fun." Said margaret with a serious look on her face.
The male shopkeeper trembled with sweat on his forehead and said softly "I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry hoe, be careful, lord jesus what is wrong with young people these days, you know what, I am tired of your presence. Dismissed." Said Margaret with a sigh and wave of her hand as she put her cane back down onto the ground.
The male shopkeeper started leaving for the back of the store Immediately.
Margaret watched him leave and said loudly enough for everyone in the site to hear "AND MAKE SURE YOU FIND MY GODDAMN PIPE PLAYER OR I'MA MAKE SURE TO KEEP YOUR GANG TIGHT. I'M FROM THE MOTHERFUCKING SLUMS. I AM A PIMP, YOU HEAR ME."
"L…lady honorable is that you, margaret." Asked a sudden elderly woman's voice from out of nowhere."
Margaret froze and suddenly looked behind her and seen a chubby elderly woman and said with surprise "Elizabeth…"
"Oh my…It's really you margaret. I thought you died on the sinking flower ship in 1756, you were supposed to marry baron kennedy but you suddenly vanished from high society. I heard that your family lost all wealth and fell, how have you been." Asked elizabeth with a surprised look on her face and her left hand over her mouth. A young tall and tall handsome suit dressed man next to her.
Margaret chuckled and said with a wave of her right hand "I have been fine. My family is staying with baron fletcher."
"Baron fletcher…" Said elizabeth with a very confused look on her face.
Margaret looked at the young and handsome man next to elizabeth and said calmly "We are cousins and he is betrothed to my great niece."
"Ah, I see, oh…where are my manners, this is my great - great grandson oswald stafford." Said elizabeth with a smile as she gestured at a handsome light skinned man next to her with a square shaled full and well groomed bearded face, Ice blue and a muscular body that could not be hidden underneath the luxerious suit.
Oswald nodded and grabbed margaret's gloved hand and said calmly while kissing it "Ms margaret, is is a pleasure to make you're acquaintance. You've aged gracefully."
"Hngh…you know I'm saying. I've got a little razzle dazzle, this all right, my name is..uhh money margaret player how you doing." Said margaret forcefully shaking oswald's hand.
Oswald had a flabbergasted look on his face while shaking margaret's hand with his filled with rings and said with a smile "Ah. Nice to meet you."
"All right then, don't squeeze hard." Said margaret calmly while pulling her hand away and looking back at elizabeth.
Oswald adjusted his throat and said "We wanted t…"
"All right, that'll be quite enough, thank you so much. I like to keep it nice and greasy around this bitch." Said margaret while sniffing as she adjusted her attire and Immediately with her right hand in oswald's face as she waited for elizabeth to continue.
Elizabeth laughed a little with her left hand lever her mouth and said with a smile "You haven't changed at all. I always wondered why you chose a baron over king george II when he was in love with you."
The store was bustling. Various voices heard.
"We all were once young and stupid but why did you really approach me elizabeth, it is very unlike you." Asked margaret with her eyes squinting and a very serious look on her face.
Elizabeth's face Immediately turned serious and said with squinted eyes "I've heard that you have two great nephews, are they looking to marry."
"Marriage, vladimir is definitely off the table so I'll just throw out mordred, I'm sure he won't mind it" Thought margaret with a still serious look on her face.
"I have one looking to marry, his name is mordred." Said margaret calmly with her left hand resting atop the right with the cane in it.
Elizabeth was silent for a moment and asked with confusion "What is a mord…"
"Don't even ask…my nephews wife named him and I don't want to revisit the horror of it." Said margaret with a sigh and wave of her left hand.
Elizabeth nodded and said a serious look on her face "I'm finding marriage candidates for my great - great granddaughter but all have rejected to marry her."
"Why is that." Asked margaret calmly.
Elizabeth had a confused look on her face and said "Pardon.."
"Why did they refuse it marry her." Asked margaret calmly with squinted eyes. Her eyes looked straight into elizabeth's.
Elizabeth looked around for a moment and said closer and said whisperingly with a serious look on her face "She was hit by a carriage and is undergoing underground surgery on her face."
"Ah. I see, how old is she and what is her name." Asked margaret calmly with no shock or surprise at all.
Elizabeth nodded and said with a smile "She is 20 years of age and her full name is mary olive'era stafford. I shall have you and you're family attend king george III's ball with us."
Margaret rubbed her chin for a moment and said with a smile "I'll accept this marriage, it was nice seeing you again but a pimp has things to do, you dig, I'll see you both another time."
"Excellent, very good, I shall Inform the marquis upon my return, it was good to see you again to lady honorable, margaret." Said elizabeth with a huge smile on her face as she watch margaret leave toward the exit.
Margaret took her leave off into the distance towards the door while humming and saying "Dashing through these hoes, In a one horse open sleigh, Over the hills we go with the hoes laughing all the way ~."
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THE END…