“I shall promise you…a sweet chapel, and a wedding bed that is showered in rose petals, with fine wine and of course a bath in the room. You know how I love to watch you bathe.” Virgo said with a light chuckle. The more he thought about this, the more he liked the idea. “Did you wish to ask perhaps for someone…ooo like Sally to be your bridesmaid?’ It was an interesting idea, and he did wonder what she would say.
She grinned at the thought. “You just enjoy seeing me wet and naked.” she teased him. The more he spoke of the idea of getting away, the more she was looking forward to it. It would be nice to go somewhere quiet and private with him.
“Did you wish to ask perhaps for someone…ooo like Sally to be your bridesmaid?”
There was no hesitation in her voice when she spoke.
“If I run off and get married without her being witness, she’d cut me up into little pieces and feed them to the pack. You, she would castrate without hesitation.” she stated, her tone as serious as it’s ever been. “I think you should bring Gerald as well or Sally may do more than castrate you.”
Though she was not an Alpha, Sally was very protective of anyone in her care…even if they needed to be protected from themselves.
“Would I be able to pick out a wedding dress? I’ve never thought of wearing one, but I want to look my best for you.”
“And money is no object, my Love. May it be the grandest wedding dress you can find, and let me organize everything else. I will make sure it is a day and night that you will never forget.” With that he kissed her nose, and the swatted her backside with his right hand.
“Now, why don’t you go plot and plan with Sally. That is what you girls do when I am not around.” Virgo chuckled, and delighted in her excitement.
“I am thinking…six black horses and a noble carriage, fit for a Queen. Yes…I like that idea.”
Saying those words to a woman on a mission was like opening the gates of heaven and Elvira couldn’t help but grin. She was going to have the most spectacular dress ever created.
“Yes…it is bad luck to see the bride in her dress before the wedding. But I promise you, I will knock your bloomers off.” she grinned. He swatted her backside with his hand and she grinned like a fool.
She stepped back and eyed his state of undress.
“We should head home, darling before you catch your death.” she stated, whistling for Jezzie. Jezzie materialized beside her mistress. “We can be home in moments, if you wish.” she suggested as she climbed up into Jezzie’s saddle. She held out her hand for her mate so that he could climb on behind her.
“We should head home, darling before you catch your death.” This was true, since the Count was only wearing a wet shirt and..no pants. Jezzie turned up on the spot when prompted, and Elvira got up in the saddle effortlessly, reaching down for her mate to ride home behind her. He had a half cocked grin and said…..
“But…I have no pants.” Though she did say it would be a quick ride home, so, he mounted the horse and drew her closer to him, so they rode the horse practically sandwiched together. “Are you comfy?” He asked, wiggling slightly just so she could feel his manhood tapping her backside.
“Very. But you might want to save that until we get home, love. Would hate to give Sally a shock…although knowing her like I do, she’d probably just roll her eyes and turn the other way.” she giggled. “Home, Jezzie.” she urged her horse.
Jezzie whinnied before her form blurred with her two riders upon her back and she floated at a rapid rate of speed back to the estate. It was only a moment before they found themselves back in the stables behind the estate. “Home sweet home.” she grinned, slipping down from the saddle and passing the reigns to the stablehand. “Please see to it someone fetches The Count’s horse from the stream.” she ordered.
She turned to Virgo. “How much time do I have to purchase my dress?” she wondered, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing against him.
“Say…two weeks. That should give you enough time, especially if this dress needs to be made specially.” The Count said with a pleasant tone. “It also means, I have time to organize everything else to your satisfaction.” He kissed her forehead softly, and then drew back. “I am heading up to the house to bath and then going to speak with my brother Charles on a few things. I have some interests in business that I fell might really take off in the future. But I shan’t bore you with the details. Now off with you, and go find Sally to spread some of that cheer.’
If she headed off to the house, he would sprint back up as fast as he could, so that the staff and others didn’t see his lily white backside.
Sally came from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel.
“What? What’s wrong?”
“I’m getting married!” Elvira grinned. Sally’s mouth dropped open in shock.
“What? But aren’t you already mated?”
“Well, yes, but he wants a ceremony so that we are married in the eyes of Our Creator.”
“Oh, darling. That’s wonderful. Oh! We need to get you a dress! And send out invitations and make a menu and select music and…” Sally babbled. Elvira grabbed her by the shoulders and gave her a little shake.
“Sally! Calm down! The only thing you and I must do is get a dress. We’re not having a large ceremony. It’s going to be very small and very private. I don’t want to do anything big. Virgo is handling all the details. I just want you to be my matron and be at my side as I pledge my vows to him.”
It was the right thing to say as Sally’s eyes filled with tears.
“Are you sure you want me there? Your mother or your sister…”
“You have been more of a mother to me all these years than anyone has a right to be. I want you there, Sally. Please say yes?” Elvira begged. Sally covered her mouth with her hand to hold back a sob before she nodded.
“Yes. Of course I’ll stand at your side.” she sniffed. Elvira grinned and pulled her into a hug.
“Let’s go shopping!” Elvira smirked, rushing upstairs to change her clothes.
“Is my brother back? Fraid I missed him earlier.”
“Yes Sir, he has just returned. Shall I announce you?
Charles simply grinned mischievously and waved the staffer off. “No need, I know he enjoys my company and will drop whatever he is doing to chat.” The staffer simply bowed and left Charles to his affairs, while the younger brother rubbed his hands with glee and strode into the den. On entering he could see Virgo at his writing desk, getting a request in order to book a certain small inn as a reception and accommodation for the wedding. Charles tapped on the wall, and this caused Virgo to look up.
“Ah..Charles, your timing is impeccable as always. Have a seat.” Virgo was of course unaware that Charles had taken a fancy to Elvira, so he was spoke candidly of his plans. “Just searching for a good place to wed my beloved Elvira.”
This got Charles’s attention like nothing else, easing back in his chair with a surprised expression. He didn’t think that Virgo was actually going to marry the girl, but then again he didn’t see any relationship with women to be serious either.
“Well, I guess congratulations are in order. Is Elvira here? I would love to bestow my blessings upon her in person.”He said with a light smile. Virgo thought for a moment and then said confidently. “Probably upstairs with her maid, discussing wedding dresses. Feel free to go say hello, I am sure she will welcome your wishes.”
Virgo had no clue…that he had just set up the fox at the hen house.
Charles rose from his seat and smoothed his jacket. He said in a voice dripping with artificial sweetness. “Might even help her with the shopping. Act as a chaperone, against unsavory types. I have my carriage out front. What do you think, brother?” Virgo shrugged. “If she agrees…can’t see the harm.”
Charles loved the idea, excusing himself and heading up to her chambers. He stood outside and knocked on the door.
“Dear Elvira, could I have a word?’
Sally had just finished helping Elvira change into a day dress and was fixing up her hair when there was a knock on the bedroom door.
Elvira made a face.
“Now who could that be? I know it isn’t Virgo, he would have just come right in.”
“Want me to see?” Sally asked.
“Yes, please.” Elvira nodded taking the brush from Sally’s hands.
Nodding, Sally stepped into the sitting room and heard a voice through the door.
“Dear Elvira, could I have a word?”
Frowning, Sally opened the door a smidge and peeked through the crack this made to see Charles standing there. Elvira stepped from the bedroom to see who it was and heard Charles’ voice. She frowned in disgust, a look that Sally caught and rightly interpreted.
“My mistress is busy at the moment. Can I pass along a message?” Sally asked politely. Elvira had a feeling that Charles wasn’t going to go away and stepped in behind Sally, pulling the door open further.
“What do you want?” she snapped.