Spring Fires
“When several minutes of internal debate failed to provide an answer, she decided to give her weary mind a rest. After all, there was no rush....
The sound of a voice caused her to open her eyes, focusing first on the fire. It had been burning brightly the last time she had looked... but now there were only orange embers against the blackness. Nearby oil lamps provided flickering light—just enough to illuminate Lisette's golden drowsy beauty.
"I said, where is Nicholai Beauvisage? Wake up, wench...!" Lisette blinked. A few feet away, shrouded in shadow, stood a tall, slender woman with black hair and ivory skin.
"Who—who are you?" Lisette struggled to sit up.
"My name is Amelia Purdy. You needn't bother to introduce yourself; I have no time to socialize with servants. I was looking for Mr. Beauvisage and saw the light from this room. Do you not agree that your master would prefer you to be awake to open the door for visitors, rather than slumbering in his study as if you own the place?" During this speech, Lisette became fully alert.MoreLess
The sound of a voice caused her to open her eyes, focusing first on the fire. It had been burning brightly the last time she had looked... but now there were only orange embers against the blackness. Nearby oil lamps provided flickering light—just enough to illuminate Lisette's golden drowsy beauty.
"I said, where is Nicholai Beauvisage? Wake up, wench...!" Lisette blinked. A few feet away, shrouded in shadow, stood a tall, slender woman with black hair and ivory skin.
"Who—who are you?" Lisette struggled to sit up.
"My name is Amelia Purdy. You needn't bother to introduce yourself; I have no time to socialize with servants. I was looking for Mr. Beauvisage and saw the light from this room. Do you not agree that your master would prefer you to be awake to open the door for visitors, rather than slumbering in his study as if you own the place?" During this speech, Lisette became fully alert.MoreLess
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