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Post by Dream Loxley on May 27, 2004 3:45:10 GMT -5
*She had watched for a moment....admiring Becca's work.....she was determined and thorough....no shirking her duties. Dream liked to see such dedication in her servants and rewarded them for such. She never forgot her own roots and knows that if circumstances were different.....she would be a servant in some large house......she sighed then..... pushing the memories to the back of her mind...stepping forward with a smile upon her features.*
"Becca..... ye have worked hard.....will ye leave the wash to soak a while and take some tea in the kitchens. The other girls be there and I believe cook has made something special for ye all."
*She took a small pouch from her pocket and offered it with an out stretched hand.*
"'tis ye pay Becca.....and a little extra for ye family.....I know ye have fallen upon hard times whilst ye Lord has been gone. I hope this will help ye......'tis from mine own purse and ye would dishonour me iffn ye refused. Now.... some tea aye?"
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Post by becca on May 27, 2004 3:51:26 GMT -5
looking at the Lady in shock...she dropped down ta cursty, she took the pouch...and smiled...she whispered "m'Lady, I hope then, aye...that you'll let me pay ye back..." she held the pouch in her hand...and smiled...the weight was enough...that iffen she worked for another year..perhaps two...her family would be taken care of...and she could then take care of herself...
she looked into the kitchen...to the maids there..and nodded..."aye m'Lady...some tea sounds nice"...she looked to the heavy washing waiting to be finished...though the look on the Ladies face told her that she best just go have some tea...she curtsied once more..and hurried off to have a small morsel before hurring back ta work
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Post by Mollie on May 27, 2004 7:43:20 GMT -5
*Mollie shifted up along the bench to make room for Becca... she smiled with a mouthful of pastry....the filling oozed out and she licked her lips as she nodded towards the tea and pastries on the table.
She was round of face and body...but she had a kindly look about her. Sitting opposite was her twin sister Millie....she smiled also and started to pour the newcomer a mug of tea.*
"She's a good un yer knows Becca..... tha Lady Loxley.....word tells she aint always bin a Noble......'an she treats us kindly... nae ye fret... enjoy ye food aye an' then we shell 'elp wiv tha wash."
*Both girls ate and enjoyed another pasty...washing them down with mugs of tea as cook looked on with a stern face.....one would have to look very deep to see the smile that lurked beneath his fearful features.*
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Post by becca on May 27, 2004 9:48:03 GMT -5
*taking the pastry with in her mouth...she sipped the tea...and looked at the Others..then at the one who spoke to her*
Lady Loxley?...Ye be pulling me leg?...b..but She alway's seems so fine? how? i mean...how did that happen?
*she asks quietly...as ta be honest...was alway's something every girl dreams of...being swept off her feet...she grins wryly..as it'd never happen ta her...a soft chuckle...and she glanced to the window...*
tis long the days now that we near the summer....isn't it?
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Post by Millie on May 30, 2004 7:30:58 GMT -5
*Millie spoke out before her Sister could......telling Becca of the Lady and what little she knew. She spoke in hushed whispers of her being left as a little one and brought up by a woman and her horrid Husband.*
"Word be that she did all tha work ....'an tha man would lock 'er up in a cupboard.......did yers know ....she be afeared of tha dark."
*Mollie nudged her Sister and shushed her then.....wanting to be the one who spilled the beans.....she nodded and told more of how the Lady Loxley came to Windstorm in search of her real Father.*
"He be tha good Bruvva Archieballs... but 'e dun live 'ere no more."
*Both girls seemed to speak in unison as they sighed whistfully...speaking of the First Knight and how he fell in love with the Lady Loxley. They spoke of the courtship and the final marriage.....going on to describe the little girl they have and how Sir Robin goes away often*
"Aye...she be a good 'un...yers nae ta be afeared of speakin' wiv 'er iffen yers do need anyfing Becca."
*They settled down to finish the pastries and tea.......asking Becca of herself and her home. Enjoying the company of this new servant...looking forward to getting to know her more as the days passed.*
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Post by becca on May 31, 2004 1:32:28 GMT -5
*she looked at the twins in shock...and nodded...she spoke soflty....forgetting about Lady Loxley for a moment*
i grew up nae far from here...me Mam hae given birth ta 18 children, i be the second eldest...and the eldest girl
*she smiles...and thinks of them *
me da had sent moon mist here to the castle...in hopes that Lady Andrea may want his height, and b rute strength ...
*she grins* i work here till me family has enough for dowries...and farms for me brothers and sisters...so thier lives will be better than me parents...
*she smiles...and whispers softly*...i hope ta enter a convent afterwards....
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Post by Dream Loxley on May 31, 2004 2:11:55 GMT -5
*She had heard the hushed voices....having nothing to hide, but feeling a little strange at times.....a title...money and land......had she really deserved it all. She poured herself a cup of tea from the pot and listened as Becca spoke of her family.
Indeed she was a credit to them ...working hard with a loyalty not always shown. She had smiled to the girl then and nodded......she would leave them to speak freely amongst themselves now. Taking her tea outside to the courtyard...she enjoyed some fresh air and pondered the days until 'twas time to resume her duties.*
((A little confused....moon mist? Lord MoonMist?))
edit: Understands now.... Thankyou Andrea.
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Post by Lady Alexandreania (Andrea) on May 31, 2004 3:49:52 GMT -5
~Andrea had stopped into the Stables on her way back from the Late walk she had to taken relax after having spent hours transcribing the reams of parchment from her native tongue to English. So the record of the Festival Spars could be understood by most that could read and write, and found a strange steed ensconced in one of the stalls.~
~ Looking to the stable boy on duty she asked where it had come from, Thinking it had been one of the Guests mounts. He looked up to her shyly.~ "No Milady dat purdy gurl Becca, she hae come back wit 'im...'e be a biggun one too Milady. Dat gurl, she say 'is name be Moonmist, an dat ye know why 'e be 'ere."
~Upon hearing the name, Andrea burst into laughter speaking to herself aloud,~ "ohh that is just so perfect... now when I be speaking of this horse most will be thinking I be talking about Lucien... Now will nae that cause some confusion? Spaciba lad for the information."
~With that amusement on her mind she left the stall after giving the horse only a cursory examination. Vowing to take a better look in the morning as for now she was just wanting to seek her chambers.~
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Post by becca on Jun 1, 2004 2:21:55 GMT -5
*she glanced outta the garden...and whispered to molllie and millie that she'd be going for a quick walk*
*she left the tea cup on the table, and curtsied to the cook*
*she hurried out to the gardens....smoothing down her skirt...she walked with a quick pace to the maze...suddenly needing to be outside...and alone...she thought of Moon Mist...and sighed as she thought of the way her dad got the beast in the first place...Lord Galihad had given it to Him so her dad would feel better about his daughter entering into service with a single Lord..*
*she glanced...and knelt down infront of a flower...to smell...she breathed in the heady aroma...before she darted into the deep centre of the maze...she paused...and looked over her shoulder as the cry of a wolf yelled in the distance...she smiled...in delight...as she heard that sound..she hurried off into the deep dark recesses to listen to the fountian*
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Post by Midnight on Jun 1, 2004 18:33:09 GMT -5
 Black ears flicker lightly as I padd out of the main room and over to Millie and Mollie mewling softly to them both. Long black tail sweeping the floor behind me quietly as I stand and wait |
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Post by becca on Jun 4, 2004 7:08:39 GMT -5
she hung her cloak on the hook...and picked up an apron...she tied it across her smooth stomach..she stepped towards the hearth...and looked to Cook...she smiled..and dished herself up a small bowl of the stew...she settled down at the table..and quickly broke her fast before hurring off to deal with the day's chores
a cloth in her hand she hurried into the Great Hall while it was deserted from Nobles....her hands swiftly dusted the chairs...and the hearth....she licked her lips...as she tasted the stew still lingering in her mouth...she marveled how Cook could alway's make the servants food taste so very nice....
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Post by becca on Jun 5, 2004 6:30:10 GMT -5
She rode back in a great haste....she unsaddled the stud....and bathed Him down....a grin of delight on her face she smoothed the apron across her stomach and hurried back to the great hall to dust
Humming a happy tune...she dusted away...her bouncy persona coming right back....she looked at the Castle...and just decided that damnit...after speaking with her Mam...she decided she would keep the babe...make up a story that the father was dead....it could be true for all she knew
of course she would speak it over with the Lady she spoke to yesterday...she sighed a bit wisftul...the thought that perhaps someone would wed her passed with out another thought....it was something she didn't even want to think about that....for it was a remote possibilty....she thought rapidly...she had some money saved up...not a lot...a few coins...perhaps enough to pay the rents on a small house of her own...she nodded...and it seemed like such a good plan....perhaps she could still work here at the castle....
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Post by becca on Jun 11, 2004 2:47:08 GMT -5
*she sat at Lord Sighe's knee'....and glanced over the great hall...she felt utterly ridiculas sitting here..sitting amid the Nobles....she stared at her water glass...and felt truely ill...sheer will power kept her food down...she was starving...yet dared not eat anything else*
*Lord Sighe mentioned once....about His brother ...and that she should meet Him...it was a brief...passing comment...and she wondered what on Gods green earth a King would want with meeting a servant girl...*
*she looked off...and rose...hurring to bed with permission....it seemed she just could not get past a bed these days*
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