Sweetp4u
Mischief Maker
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A Darker Secret (by invitation only)
ooc: if you are interested in joining this thread, feel free to pm me a character description and you idea's on how you can help add to this interesting tale.
Lilianna Chamberlain-
Burgandy Hair
Green eyes
about 5 foot tall
1798 Lincolnshire England
I tried to hide on the stage as my father walked around me, shouting out my assets for all to hear about. How hard of a worker I was and how I would make any man a good maid or whatever they saw fit.
I had agreed to this, to save my younger siblings from starving, I had agreed to be sold into servitude. I kept my eyes downcast along with my face, hiding from those staring at me from the smoke filled room.
A gentleman's club, catered to the rich and spoiled. How my father got in here and how he managed to let the owner agree to this, I had not a notion, but here I was on the make shift stage. My hands were clenched in my dress, trying to hide their dead give away quaking. I was afraid, deathly afraid. Too young to leave home, but left with no choice, I had to do what I had to do.
"How much?" A gentleman asked. My father stated the price and they all laughed. Drunken and riotious they wanted their sport and they wanted me to be that sport.
"For that price we'd best see whats under that rag she is wearing!" Another called out from the crowd.
My father moved towards me to shed my dress when another deep voice spoke up.
"Halt." My father turned from me to pick the man out in the crowd.
"Hey! That's unfair Raven! Let us have our fun!" A stranger spoke up.
His voice was deep, so deep it almost sounded inhuman to my own ears.
"Nay, she comes with me. I have decided and that is final." The man stood in the back of the room. He hated these places but his home was becoming boring all alone up on the hill top. He had arrived to find a pass time in a whore's arms and instead stumbled on this humiliating display. He did not long to see this innocent half woman half child suffer the indignaty of what they all wanted.
"You have the monies to purchase her M'Lord?" My father spoke up.
"Aye." He didn't move from his darkened corner. "Are you questioning my word?"
My father stuttered and stumbled over words to deny such an accusation. No one lived to tell the tale of insulting the Duke of Ravensham.
"N-No M'lord!"
"Good, see she is delivered to my estates promptly and I will have my man servant pay you apon delivery." He glanced at the poor child and then exited the room. A few men grumbled about the 'Raven' coming in and taking away their nightly entertainments, but they were all content to go back to gambling and whoring.
My father took my hand and led me off of the stage, taking me out back and into the wagon.
"I am truely sorry child..." He sighed heavily. "If I had any other means.."
"Do not worry Da', I will be alright." I shivered slightly. It was a lie some what but it was the truth too.. I hoped. I couldn't nay, I wouldn't plead for him to stop this and take me home. Truth was there was nothing even to eat at home. I would not see my family starve or worse because of no coin. If this was all I could do to help them, it was what I would do.
I felt a little scared, being sold to a Duke when I had no skills was a little hard to understand. And just what would he do with me?
The answers came that night..
I was shown into a grand castle by a very quiet butler. He laid down the rules as he took me upstairs instead of down to the servants quarters.
"You cannot have guests. You can not go into the west wing. You are to follow all rules and do what is asked of you and there will be no problems. dinner is promptly at eight. Breakfast is promptly at ten. If you are late you will not eat. My Lord has asked me to show you to the blue room where a bath is awaiting you child. Do not do anything stupid like run off. My Lord has paid good coin for you and he expects you to be here apon his return. is everything understood?"
I nodded my head, too afraid to speak up, and so I was bathed and tucked into bed by one grouchy old butler and soon fast asleep.
I never seen the dark cloaked figure come into my room, nor sit on the edge of my bed. I never did awaken when he stroked my soft cheek and cursed himself a fool! And by dawn I was shipped off to France to attend schools and become a lady.
So unexpected was this journey I wondered at it all. I was never lacking for anything. Private rooms, food, and pocket money was there when ever I needed. And to thank the Duke I did all I could to learn all I could and make him proud of me.
I never seen him in the three years I attended this school, I recieved only one missive asking how I faired over here. He never came to the school though I asked him to come several times. He had an excuse as always for what he was not available to me.
And so three years has passed and I am now nineteen years old.
I paced my room checking to make sure everything was packed and readied for the sail home to England and home to the Duke.
I only hoped he would be excited to see me as I was to see him.
I hadn't seen him that night so long ago, I only recalled his voice. And still sometimes late at night, I swear I could hear him calling my name.
wishful thinking perhaps and perhaps it was something more. I would soon find out once I returned home.
1801 Spring, Lincolnshire England
I rode in the coach I had hired with my pocket money, watching through the treeline as I approached the old Castle Ravensham. I had seen it so long ago, I thought it would look differently but it didnt.
Excitment welled up inside me as I got closer and closer to the main entrance. Dusk had just came and the lights were just lighting up as the butler, Manwell, moved throughout the castle lighting them. Hopefully Raven would be happy to see how I had grown up?
ooc: if you are interested in joining this thread, feel free to pm me a character description and you idea's on how you can help add to this interesting tale.
Lilianna Chamberlain-
Burgandy Hair
Green eyes
about 5 foot tall
1798 Lincolnshire England
I tried to hide on the stage as my father walked around me, shouting out my assets for all to hear about. How hard of a worker I was and how I would make any man a good maid or whatever they saw fit.
I had agreed to this, to save my younger siblings from starving, I had agreed to be sold into servitude. I kept my eyes downcast along with my face, hiding from those staring at me from the smoke filled room.
A gentleman's club, catered to the rich and spoiled. How my father got in here and how he managed to let the owner agree to this, I had not a notion, but here I was on the make shift stage. My hands were clenched in my dress, trying to hide their dead give away quaking. I was afraid, deathly afraid. Too young to leave home, but left with no choice, I had to do what I had to do.
"How much?" A gentleman asked. My father stated the price and they all laughed. Drunken and riotious they wanted their sport and they wanted me to be that sport.
"For that price we'd best see whats under that rag she is wearing!" Another called out from the crowd.
My father moved towards me to shed my dress when another deep voice spoke up.
"Halt." My father turned from me to pick the man out in the crowd.
"Hey! That's unfair Raven! Let us have our fun!" A stranger spoke up.
His voice was deep, so deep it almost sounded inhuman to my own ears.
"Nay, she comes with me. I have decided and that is final." The man stood in the back of the room. He hated these places but his home was becoming boring all alone up on the hill top. He had arrived to find a pass time in a whore's arms and instead stumbled on this humiliating display. He did not long to see this innocent half woman half child suffer the indignaty of what they all wanted.
"You have the monies to purchase her M'Lord?" My father spoke up.
"Aye." He didn't move from his darkened corner. "Are you questioning my word?"
My father stuttered and stumbled over words to deny such an accusation. No one lived to tell the tale of insulting the Duke of Ravensham.
"N-No M'lord!"
"Good, see she is delivered to my estates promptly and I will have my man servant pay you apon delivery." He glanced at the poor child and then exited the room. A few men grumbled about the 'Raven' coming in and taking away their nightly entertainments, but they were all content to go back to gambling and whoring.
My father took my hand and led me off of the stage, taking me out back and into the wagon.
"I am truely sorry child..." He sighed heavily. "If I had any other means.."
"Do not worry Da', I will be alright." I shivered slightly. It was a lie some what but it was the truth too.. I hoped. I couldn't nay, I wouldn't plead for him to stop this and take me home. Truth was there was nothing even to eat at home. I would not see my family starve or worse because of no coin. If this was all I could do to help them, it was what I would do.
I felt a little scared, being sold to a Duke when I had no skills was a little hard to understand. And just what would he do with me?
The answers came that night..
I was shown into a grand castle by a very quiet butler. He laid down the rules as he took me upstairs instead of down to the servants quarters.
"You cannot have guests. You can not go into the west wing. You are to follow all rules and do what is asked of you and there will be no problems. dinner is promptly at eight. Breakfast is promptly at ten. If you are late you will not eat. My Lord has asked me to show you to the blue room where a bath is awaiting you child. Do not do anything stupid like run off. My Lord has paid good coin for you and he expects you to be here apon his return. is everything understood?"
I nodded my head, too afraid to speak up, and so I was bathed and tucked into bed by one grouchy old butler and soon fast asleep.
I never seen the dark cloaked figure come into my room, nor sit on the edge of my bed. I never did awaken when he stroked my soft cheek and cursed himself a fool! And by dawn I was shipped off to France to attend schools and become a lady.
So unexpected was this journey I wondered at it all. I was never lacking for anything. Private rooms, food, and pocket money was there when ever I needed. And to thank the Duke I did all I could to learn all I could and make him proud of me.
I never seen him in the three years I attended this school, I recieved only one missive asking how I faired over here. He never came to the school though I asked him to come several times. He had an excuse as always for what he was not available to me.
And so three years has passed and I am now nineteen years old.
I paced my room checking to make sure everything was packed and readied for the sail home to England and home to the Duke.
I only hoped he would be excited to see me as I was to see him.
I hadn't seen him that night so long ago, I only recalled his voice. And still sometimes late at night, I swear I could hear him calling my name.
wishful thinking perhaps and perhaps it was something more. I would soon find out once I returned home.
1801 Spring, Lincolnshire England
I rode in the coach I had hired with my pocket money, watching through the treeline as I approached the old Castle Ravensham. I had seen it so long ago, I thought it would look differently but it didnt.
Excitment welled up inside me as I got closer and closer to the main entrance. Dusk had just came and the lights were just lighting up as the butler, Manwell, moved throughout the castle lighting them. Hopefully Raven would be happy to see how I had grown up?
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