The Forgotten Lady (Heisenberg/OC)

Part 1: The Visionary Date

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Lord Elizabeth had been in the village for a long time now. She had an estate of her own and it was beautiful. It reminded her of her home of Darkmoor sometimes. But more regal to be honest. She was wearing a long dark dress with a little lace at the top. She had a scar across her shoulder and she was drinking wine while sitting by the window

She sat in her room and sensed someone was near the door. Guess that was just her being paranoid after the lord of Darkmoor was mean to her and stalking her for so many years. She looked around and noticed the feeling again. She spoke in a warm voice that echoed through the room and the door. It was like sugarcane, perhaps even sweeter.

Elizabeth: Enter....

Her butler Alfred stepped in and slightly stuck his head inside

Alfred: My lady...fellow Lord Heisenberg is here to see you.

Elizabeth: Thank you Alfred...let him in.

Alfred: Of course madam.

Hammer slung across his shoulder, cigar laying ungracefully in his mouth, leaving a trail of smoke and ash- a bad Habit he doubted he would drop any time soon. He lacked the grace and elegance some of the other Lords held, Karl certainly didn't look like a Lord. He did however, have the decency to wait until gestured in. A puff of smoke cascaded around him, reminding himself to be patient. To wait. It really wasn't his best trait though. Eyes looked around the room in which he stood in, it was so different from the messy factory he had grown so used to. The scent of somewhere so clean, so opposite of his, it still felt foreign to him. Strange even.

Footsteps alerted his eyes away from where he was looking. Damn Alfred. He always felt that the man was too slow, a complaint he kept to himself.

Heisenberg: Well, Alfred? You heard the lady.

The Lord boomed out to the other, shoulders squaring, causing the hammer to shift.

Karl Heisenberg was let in, he was wearing his normal dirty outfit with his shabby hat with a matching coat and shades. His brown hair was scruffy and he had a slight beard, he adjusted his gloves as he looked around. He mentally groaned, his arrogance very apparent in how he acted. He was very bitter but also Calculating, one of his only good traits was that. He acted better around Lady Elizabeth but unlike her he treated his 'sister' the Dimitrescu woman like shit, calling her 'bitch' typical sibling arguments.

Alfred: Right! Of course. The lady Elizabeth of House Stormborne will see you now

Heisenberg: Thank you...miserable troll

Karl said that last part under his breath about the old man. Alfred on the other hand was always slightly intimidated by Heisenberg. He knew that the lady loved him but he honestly didn't know what she saw in him. No one really could. He stepped away and let Heisenberg come in through the door to the ladies chambers and leave the pair alone

Elizabeth: Darling, I missed you

She reached her hand behind her for Heisenberg to take her hand. It's been a while that the two of them have been together since he mainly spends his time in his factory, when not with her. The Lord stepped through the door, careful with his hammer, the last thing he needed was to leave a mark with it. Again. His hand slipped into hers. Rough, covered in smeared oil, gloves having been taken off long before. Sometimes, he needed a break away from his work, needed time away from his factory.