Duke of Wellington
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Giles
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Adult ++
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Only the Beginning
Duke of Wellington
Chapter Four
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Disclaimer, summary and all that other good stuff in chapter one.
Chapter Four – Only the Beginning
****
Buffy was seated in front of her vanity while her best friend and one of her ladies in waiting brushed out her hair.
“Buffy, I’ve been dying to know what happened all night. First you and Sir Giles attend dinner with your parents. Heaven knows what you two were doing while your hands couldn’t be seen and then right afterwards the two of you disappear, where on earth did you to go?” Willow exclaimed.
Buffy laughed at her friend’s avid interest in Giles and her relationship.
“First of all he just held my hand. Rupert’s a modest man besides it’s not proper to be so affectionate at the table. Then we just went back to the library. I found this text in Gaelic and was unsure of some of the translations, so I asked to him take a look at it” she paused for moment as she thought of their time together.
“It was nothing really, it was just some silly folktale about an Irish Lord who was turned into a vampire and his sire; that’s the one who made him, gave him the name Angelus; meaning ‘The one with the Angelic Face’.” Buffy raised her eyes to met Willows in the mirror.
“The story itself was actually very seductive and alluring. It almost made me fall in love in with a fictional character”
“Oh Buffy you are a hopeless romantic, do you know that? Besides for as far back as I can remember, Sir Giles has held your heart” At this Buffy sighed heavily. She knew it as did Willow, Giles always had and would continue to hold her heart
“I know that and you know that but he doesn’t know that and I intend to keep it that way. Could you imagine what he would think of me if he ever found out about this silly crush of mine?”
Willow shook her head in negation of the previous statement. “Why on earth would he think it a ‘silly crush’? You are the Princess of England and you’ve fallen in love with him. He loves you, does he not?”
“I suppose but just because he loves me; doesn’t mean that he is in love with me” the princess sighed heavily.
“Well I don’t care what you say. I know that without a doubt Sir Giles is in love with you, it’s either that or he just wants to bed you” she finished with a laugh
“Willow!” Buffy scolded completely mortified yet laughing right along with her friend.
As their laughter died out, the red head brought up the prospect of Buffy’s cousin coming to visit.
“So is your cousin Cordelia coming to spend anytime with you this summer?” she asked
“I actually don’t know, though I’m sure Doyle would be thrilled” the princess said in reply
At this Willow just had to laugh, it was a known fact that Doyle and Buffy had been the best of friends since as far back as anyone could remember. Doyle’s father was one of the wealthiest Lords in the King’s court. For the longest time, most believe the two would wed but it just wasn’t so.
“Oh please Doyle and Cordelia, could you imagine the children those two would produce?”
After a moment of quiet reflection Buffy decided she hoped she was never around for such a thing to ever occur.
Buffy turned to covered Willow’s hand with hers. When the young lady saw the distress her dear friend and princess was in she just pulled her into her arms and held her.
“Oh Willow, what am I thinking. I’m not nearly good enough for him. He deserves a woman who is just as smart and sophisticated as he is. Rupert should also possess a woman who would know how to please him”
Buffy’s voice drop to whisper when she began to speak again. The subject of what went on in a man and woman’s bedroom was taboo for women to speak of. “I know nothing on how to…well you know”
At this Willow just smiled, she knew a bit more than her friend. She’d been in love with one of General’s second in command for a long while. His name was Daniel Osbourne and she’d given herself to him not too long ago.
“Buffy if you love him and he loves you; than you have nothing to fear, Sir Giles is a good man and he would never hurt you. Besides when the time comes, just let him lead you and the rest will fall into place”
Buffy worried her lip; unsure if she should ask her next question, finally gaining the courage she asked her friend if the rumors were true. “I heard it can hurt the first time, in fact I heard it can hurt a lot”
The red head smiled slightly at this. “Yeah it does at first but then all of a sudden the pain starts fade away and all that’s left it the two of you”
Buffy just sighed and walked over to her bed and flopped down on it. “Oh Wills, that sounds so…I dunno, perfect”
“It is” after a brief pause Willow got up and then flopped down next to her friend. Then turning to face her with a bright smile on her face she asked “So what are you gonna wear tomorrow”
Soon the only sounds that could be heard were the girls soft whispers and the crickets chirping out off in the distance.
****
Rupert Giles stepped out of his room and onto one of the castles many elaborate balconies. He looked up to the heavens hoping they could provide him with the answers he was seeking. The entire evening he spent with the princess was wonderful, in fact when the time came to say goodnight it was extremely difficult to see her go.
Yes, he was a gentleman and respected a lady of her stature but he wanted nothing more to take her to his bed and worship her until the dawn. He knew that his dream could come true all he had to do was say the word but he was determined to have Buffy fall in love with him if they were to be married.
Giles recalled his brother’s words, reassuring him that the princess was indeed in love with him. The thing was he just couldn’t believe it to be true. She was a young seventeen year old girl and he was a thirty-seven year old man. Why on earth would she want to be with him when she could have any man she wanted?
‘I love her with all my heart, God it would kill me if she turned away from me. What the hell was I thinking putting our friendship at risk by doing this?’ taking a mental breath he just decided that it would be best to let things run their course and not to push anything on her.
‘My ‘Lizabeth has never been shy, if she does fancy me a bit surely she’ll drop some type of hint. Then and only then will I attempt anything with her. I need her to much to go and loose her over something as foolish as this’
Somehow his thoughts took an unexpected turn towards his late wife, Jenny. Oh she was a pretty thing but just as jenny was dark hair and dark eyes, Buffy was the exact opposite. He did love Jenny but it was more of a friendship then anything else.
Their parents had arranged the marriage and neither objected that’s how things were and both didn’t know of any other way. They’d known each other since the age of ten so it was better than being wed to a total stranger.
In the beginning they took things slow but as time wore on, he knew that he needed an heir so they attempted to become pregnant numerous times but it failed to ever happen. Then tragedy struck; Jenny was killed in a riding accident.
Only a year later his darling ‘Lizabeth was born. When she was promised to him so long ago, he could have never known what a beautiful women she’d grow to be.
Elizabeth Penning was a beautiful, intelligent and independent women and he loved all that about her. There was no other like her and he knew there never would be. Buffy was one of a kind and she was his…well could be his anyway.
He eventually turned his back to the stars and headed inside all the while thinking of his sweet Elizabeth.
****
William and his wife Joyce sat in the sitting area of their chambers. These were the times where they weren’t two leaders of a great nation; they were just two lovers taking comfort from one another.
“What is troubling you Will? You saw the two of them adjourn to the study after dinner. They are spending time together. She will fall in love with him, give it time”
William sighed heavily; he never understood how his wife always knew what he was thinking. “I know it’s just, I have many others asking for Buffy’s hand and well if Rupert doesn’t do something soon I may have to renege on my offer. I know I promised him but she is already seventeen years of age and the sole heir to the throne. My dear girl needs to have a family of her own”
Joyce came up behind her husband and wrapped her arms around him, trying to offer him some form of comfort.
“Give them time William, they’ll find their way”
‘Time is something, they’re running out of’ were the King’s last thought as his wife pulled him towards their bed.
****
The irate man paced back and forth in his bed chambers. Candle flames flickered wildly; casting shadows across the man’s face doing nothing to mask his rage. The heavy clicking of his boots hitting the stone floor was just added proof of the man’s anger.
He couldn’t believe Sir Rupert’s behavior around the princess. He cursed him all the while under his breath. The entire time he was touching her in some way, it just wasn’t right. A brush of the hand, his finger tips grazing her forearm or the small of her back.
Princess Elizabeth was a beauty and only the truly worthy should be allowed to keep her company; let alone touch her.
‘My sweet Lizzy…she should be mine by now. In my arms, yearning for my touch and no one else’ Taking a cleansing breath, he tried to calm himself.
It would do him no good to loose his temper. He would just bide his time until, Rupert could be eliminated. There weren’t many who were close to the princess. She didn’t keep many friends but the ones she did were very precious to her.
The Duke’s feelings for the princess were obvious but the princess’ were another story. Yes she didn’t deny his touch but she’s has known him since her birth, his touch might just be something she is used to.
‘Lizabeth is the light in my otherwise dark existence. She would never allow someone like Rupert Giles to touch her, especially before marriage. It just wasn’t done’
The dark figure continued to pace the confines of his room for the rest of the night; all the while dreaming of his sweet goddess and what he would do to separate her from the Duke of Wellington.
‘This is only the beginning’
****
End of Chapter Four
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Chapter Four
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Disclaimer, summary and all that other good stuff in chapter one.
Chapter Four – Only the Beginning
****
Buffy was seated in front of her vanity while her best friend and one of her ladies in waiting brushed out her hair.
“Buffy, I’ve been dying to know what happened all night. First you and Sir Giles attend dinner with your parents. Heaven knows what you two were doing while your hands couldn’t be seen and then right afterwards the two of you disappear, where on earth did you to go?” Willow exclaimed.
Buffy laughed at her friend’s avid interest in Giles and her relationship.
“First of all he just held my hand. Rupert’s a modest man besides it’s not proper to be so affectionate at the table. Then we just went back to the library. I found this text in Gaelic and was unsure of some of the translations, so I asked to him take a look at it” she paused for moment as she thought of their time together.
“It was nothing really, it was just some silly folktale about an Irish Lord who was turned into a vampire and his sire; that’s the one who made him, gave him the name Angelus; meaning ‘The one with the Angelic Face’.” Buffy raised her eyes to met Willows in the mirror.
“The story itself was actually very seductive and alluring. It almost made me fall in love in with a fictional character”
“Oh Buffy you are a hopeless romantic, do you know that? Besides for as far back as I can remember, Sir Giles has held your heart” At this Buffy sighed heavily. She knew it as did Willow, Giles always had and would continue to hold her heart
“I know that and you know that but he doesn’t know that and I intend to keep it that way. Could you imagine what he would think of me if he ever found out about this silly crush of mine?”
Willow shook her head in negation of the previous statement. “Why on earth would he think it a ‘silly crush’? You are the Princess of England and you’ve fallen in love with him. He loves you, does he not?”
“I suppose but just because he loves me; doesn’t mean that he is in love with me” the princess sighed heavily.
“Well I don’t care what you say. I know that without a doubt Sir Giles is in love with you, it’s either that or he just wants to bed you” she finished with a laugh
“Willow!” Buffy scolded completely mortified yet laughing right along with her friend.
As their laughter died out, the red head brought up the prospect of Buffy’s cousin coming to visit.
“So is your cousin Cordelia coming to spend anytime with you this summer?” she asked
“I actually don’t know, though I’m sure Doyle would be thrilled” the princess said in reply
At this Willow just had to laugh, it was a known fact that Doyle and Buffy had been the best of friends since as far back as anyone could remember. Doyle’s father was one of the wealthiest Lords in the King’s court. For the longest time, most believe the two would wed but it just wasn’t so.
“Oh please Doyle and Cordelia, could you imagine the children those two would produce?”
After a moment of quiet reflection Buffy decided she hoped she was never around for such a thing to ever occur.
Buffy turned to covered Willow’s hand with hers. When the young lady saw the distress her dear friend and princess was in she just pulled her into her arms and held her.
“Oh Willow, what am I thinking. I’m not nearly good enough for him. He deserves a woman who is just as smart and sophisticated as he is. Rupert should also possess a woman who would know how to please him”
Buffy’s voice drop to whisper when she began to speak again. The subject of what went on in a man and woman’s bedroom was taboo for women to speak of. “I know nothing on how to…well you know”
At this Willow just smiled, she knew a bit more than her friend. She’d been in love with one of General’s second in command for a long while. His name was Daniel Osbourne and she’d given herself to him not too long ago.
“Buffy if you love him and he loves you; than you have nothing to fear, Sir Giles is a good man and he would never hurt you. Besides when the time comes, just let him lead you and the rest will fall into place”
Buffy worried her lip; unsure if she should ask her next question, finally gaining the courage she asked her friend if the rumors were true. “I heard it can hurt the first time, in fact I heard it can hurt a lot”
The red head smiled slightly at this. “Yeah it does at first but then all of a sudden the pain starts fade away and all that’s left it the two of you”
Buffy just sighed and walked over to her bed and flopped down on it. “Oh Wills, that sounds so…I dunno, perfect”
“It is” after a brief pause Willow got up and then flopped down next to her friend. Then turning to face her with a bright smile on her face she asked “So what are you gonna wear tomorrow”
Soon the only sounds that could be heard were the girls soft whispers and the crickets chirping out off in the distance.
****
Rupert Giles stepped out of his room and onto one of the castles many elaborate balconies. He looked up to the heavens hoping they could provide him with the answers he was seeking. The entire evening he spent with the princess was wonderful, in fact when the time came to say goodnight it was extremely difficult to see her go.
Yes, he was a gentleman and respected a lady of her stature but he wanted nothing more to take her to his bed and worship her until the dawn. He knew that his dream could come true all he had to do was say the word but he was determined to have Buffy fall in love with him if they were to be married.
Giles recalled his brother’s words, reassuring him that the princess was indeed in love with him. The thing was he just couldn’t believe it to be true. She was a young seventeen year old girl and he was a thirty-seven year old man. Why on earth would she want to be with him when she could have any man she wanted?
‘I love her with all my heart, God it would kill me if she turned away from me. What the hell was I thinking putting our friendship at risk by doing this?’ taking a mental breath he just decided that it would be best to let things run their course and not to push anything on her.
‘My ‘Lizabeth has never been shy, if she does fancy me a bit surely she’ll drop some type of hint. Then and only then will I attempt anything with her. I need her to much to go and loose her over something as foolish as this’
Somehow his thoughts took an unexpected turn towards his late wife, Jenny. Oh she was a pretty thing but just as jenny was dark hair and dark eyes, Buffy was the exact opposite. He did love Jenny but it was more of a friendship then anything else.
Their parents had arranged the marriage and neither objected that’s how things were and both didn’t know of any other way. They’d known each other since the age of ten so it was better than being wed to a total stranger.
In the beginning they took things slow but as time wore on, he knew that he needed an heir so they attempted to become pregnant numerous times but it failed to ever happen. Then tragedy struck; Jenny was killed in a riding accident.
Only a year later his darling ‘Lizabeth was born. When she was promised to him so long ago, he could have never known what a beautiful women she’d grow to be.
Elizabeth Penning was a beautiful, intelligent and independent women and he loved all that about her. There was no other like her and he knew there never would be. Buffy was one of a kind and she was his…well could be his anyway.
He eventually turned his back to the stars and headed inside all the while thinking of his sweet Elizabeth.
****
William and his wife Joyce sat in the sitting area of their chambers. These were the times where they weren’t two leaders of a great nation; they were just two lovers taking comfort from one another.
“What is troubling you Will? You saw the two of them adjourn to the study after dinner. They are spending time together. She will fall in love with him, give it time”
William sighed heavily; he never understood how his wife always knew what he was thinking. “I know it’s just, I have many others asking for Buffy’s hand and well if Rupert doesn’t do something soon I may have to renege on my offer. I know I promised him but she is already seventeen years of age and the sole heir to the throne. My dear girl needs to have a family of her own”
Joyce came up behind her husband and wrapped her arms around him, trying to offer him some form of comfort.
“Give them time William, they’ll find their way”
‘Time is something, they’re running out of’ were the King’s last thought as his wife pulled him towards their bed.
****
The irate man paced back and forth in his bed chambers. Candle flames flickered wildly; casting shadows across the man’s face doing nothing to mask his rage. The heavy clicking of his boots hitting the stone floor was just added proof of the man’s anger.
He couldn’t believe Sir Rupert’s behavior around the princess. He cursed him all the while under his breath. The entire time he was touching her in some way, it just wasn’t right. A brush of the hand, his finger tips grazing her forearm or the small of her back.
Princess Elizabeth was a beauty and only the truly worthy should be allowed to keep her company; let alone touch her.
‘My sweet Lizzy…she should be mine by now. In my arms, yearning for my touch and no one else’ Taking a cleansing breath, he tried to calm himself.
It would do him no good to loose his temper. He would just bide his time until, Rupert could be eliminated. There weren’t many who were close to the princess. She didn’t keep many friends but the ones she did were very precious to her.
The Duke’s feelings for the princess were obvious but the princess’ were another story. Yes she didn’t deny his touch but she’s has known him since her birth, his touch might just be something she is used to.
‘Lizabeth is the light in my otherwise dark existence. She would never allow someone like Rupert Giles to touch her, especially before marriage. It just wasn’t done’
The dark figure continued to pace the confines of his room for the rest of the night; all the while dreaming of his sweet goddess and what he would do to separate her from the Duke of Wellington.
‘This is only the beginning’
****
End of Chapter Four
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