At war

therufus said:
"It comes with the job. We could always lock the doors."


"Yes, I suppose it does come with the job." she chuckled "Do you realy think it would help to lock the doors? Won't they just try to beat them down.?" she said grinning up at him, her fingers lightly dancing on his neck.
 
Sara knocked on the door leading from her room to the Queen's. It was a quiet, uncertain knock.

She glanced at Betsy, and shrugged.

"Umm ... Betsy ... I guess you should come with me."
 
The King heard the knock and sighed

"Mabey if we don't answer they might go away...It's up to you though that is after all Sara's room."
 
therufus said:
The King heard the knock and sighed

"Mabey if we don't answer they might go away...It's up to you though that is after all Sara's room."

"Let's not answer it. If I am needed, they will come back. Lets enjoy more than a few moments together." she said in a soft tone. She wanted to get to know more of who he was, the man hidden behind the King.
 
shadowoftheheart said:
Sara knocked on the door leading from her room to the Queen's. It was a quiet, uncertain knock.

She glanced at Betsy, and shrugged.

"Umm ... Betsy ... I guess you should come with me."


BETSY

Betsy looked at Sara and nodded. She had no with to try the King more than once today. She had felt the sting of his blows one too many times, and had no interest in seeing if he would be as easy a second time.
 
Sara sighs, and sits down on the edge of her bed.

"Betsy ... ummm ... I guess have a seat."

She looks awkwardly at her. She takes a deep breath.

"Why were you so mean to us?"
 
shadowoftheheart said:
Sara sighs, and sits down on the edge of her bed.

"Betsy ... ummm ... I guess have a seat."

She looks awkwardly at her. She takes a deep breath.

"Why were you so mean to us?"

BETSY

Betsy sits down on the floor in front of Sara, thinking about why she is so mean.
"I don't realy Know Sara. I have been mean for as long as I can remember." she began.
"My parents didn't realy want me, and beat me all the time, then I was sent here. I have always done what I could to get in trouble." she said, her voice cold
She knew she misbehaved to get close to the King and his men, hoping one of them would love her and take care of her.
 
Sara looked at Betsy rather uncertainly. She really didn't know what else to say.

"Betsy ... I don't know ... what I can say. The Queen is trying to make life easier for all of us. I ... I wish you would let her help you."

She shrugs, feeling somehow that that comes across strange right after the Queen ordered her punished.
 
Faremistress said:
"Let's not answer it. If I am needed, they will come back. Lets enjoy more than a few moments together." she said in a soft tone. She wanted to get to know more of who he was, the man hidden behind the King.

What do you have in mind for our few extra moments together?"
 
shadowoftheheart said:
Sara looked at Betsy rather uncertainly. She really didn't know what else to say.

"Betsy ... I don't know ... what I can say. The Queen is trying to make life easier for all of us. I ... I wish you would let her help you."

She shrugs, feeling somehow that that comes across strange right after the Queen ordered her punished.

BETSY

Betsy shrugged as Sara. "I know she wants to help the slaves live a better life here, I am not blind to that. It's just...well she really, really likes you Sara. No one has ever like me like that before." she said with envy.

"I know I deserved to be punished today. It was not too bad this time, not like before. I wanted to be punished, at least then I know they notice me." she said looking to the floor.
 
Sara blushed, and looked away from Betsy. She feared this was going to happen.

"Betsy, I'm sorry. I really am. I didn't ... well, I didn't want anyone to get hurt. And I don't want you or anyone else to hate me. I will talk to the Queen. I will let her know that ... that you are bothered by ... by my relationship to the Queen. Not to get you into trouble though! I ... I want to help. I don't know why but ... I do."
 
shadowoftheheart said:
Sara blushed, and looked away from Betsy. She feared this was going to happen.

"Betsy, I'm sorry. I really am. I didn't ... well, I didn't want anyone to get hurt. And I don't want you or anyone else to hate me. I will talk to the Queen. I will let her know that ... that you are bothered by ... by my relationship to the Queen. Not to get you into trouble though! I ... I want to help. I don't know why but ... I do."

BETSY
"Don't do that Sara. It is not anyones fault the Queen is taken with you, and it is my fault that no one likes me much." she replied, her voice getting warmer
 
"Betsy ... What can I do to help? The Queen seems to trust me, not just like me but trust me. I want to help all of the slaves. I want to help you, even though you were mean to me."

Sara looks Betsy in the eyes, though her face is hot due to her blush.
 
shadowoftheheart said:
"Betsy ... What can I do to help? The Queen seems to trust me, not just like me but trust me. I want to help all of the slaves. I want to help you, even though you were mean to me."

Sara looks Betsy in the eyes, though her face is hot due to her blush.


BETSY

"You just did Sara." she said with a small smile. "You are the first person who has been nice to me. Though the Queen was not mean to me. She did hug me when the King was finished. No one had ever done that before." she said lightly.

"Maybe one day the King and Queen will trust me too. I know I have to start acting better, and I will try." she said with a breath of new found hope.
 
Sara smiles sheepishly.

"I am sure they will, hon."

Sara can't believe what a change there has been! This morning Betsy had almost destroyed Sara's confidence and trust in the Queen. Now, she was restoring Betsy's confidence in herself! It was a strange and confusing turn of events.
 
Ken stood, watching Sara take care of Betsy. He was impressed that she would be so nice after she was so cruel. Regardless, there was still one thing to do.

"Sara, shouldn't we ask the queen if I can give you lessons?"
 
"Ken, I thought she said you could teach me ...."

She glanced over at Betsy. She still wasn't sure if she could be trusted. Then again, how could she use this against her? So what if Sara couldn't read? How could that hurt her?

"Teach me to read. I will take full responsibility. If she does not like it, I will take all punishments on myself. We can start, Ken. And Lizzy too. And ... Betsy, can you read?"

Sara shifted her weight. Slave to the slaves? How far could Sara really take that? Could she punish Betsy herslef if she misbehaved? Would she be able to, even if she were allowed?

The Queen wasn't answering her door, so obviously now was not a time to consider asking her anything.

Sara still had the paper with the various letters that Ken had made for her. She pulled this out of her pocket and carefully unfolded it.

"Ken, make one of these for Lizzy. And for Betsy too, if she needs it."
 
"Not a problem. All I need something to write on." He said.

A moment of silence, and Ken scratched the back of his head. "Would you happen to have two parchments I can use?"
 
Sara blinked. How silly of her!

"No, of course I don't. Umm ... we'll have to find some. I ... think there is a supply room that will have some, and some ink as well if you need it. I ... don't think slaves are supposed to go into it ... so I had better go alone. Best if I am the only one punished."
 
Ken walked to Sara, and put his hand around hers.

"I want to go with you." He told the head slave. "I hope you do not mind...?"
 
Faremistress said:
"Let's not answer it. If I am needed, they will come back. Lets enjoy more than a few moments together." she said in a soft tone. She wanted to get to know more of who he was, the man hidden behind the King.


"What do you have in mind for our few extra moments together?"

He asked running his hands up and down her back.
 
Kensuke said:
Ken walked to Sara, and put his hand around hers.

"I want to go with you." He told the head slave. "I hope you do not mind...?"

"Umm.. no, not at all Ken. I just ... don't want you to get into trouble."

She smiled brightly, actually quite glad that he wanted to go. She really felt a little nervous wandering the castle's halls alone.

She opened the door leading out of her room. Before leaving she turned to Betsy.

"Umm... Betsy. If the Queen told you to do something you can. If not ... you are welcome to stay and learn to read ... or, help us learn if you already can."
 
shadowoftheheart said:
"Ken, I thought she said you could teach me ...."

She glanced over at Betsy. She still wasn't sure if she could be trusted. Then again, how could she use this against her? So what if Sara couldn't read? How could that hurt her?

"Teach me to read. I will take full responsibility. If she does not like it, I will take all punishments on myself. We can start, Ken. And Lizzy too. And ... Betsy, can you read?"

Sara shifted her weight. Slave to the slaves? How far could Sara really take that? Could she punish Betsy herslef if she misbehaved? Would she be able to, even if she were allowed?

The Queen wasn't answering her door, so obviously now was not a time to consider asking her anything.

Sara still had the paper with the various letters that Ken had made for her. She pulled this out of her pocket and carefully unfolded it.

"Ken, make one of these for Lizzy. And for Betsy too, if she needs it."


BETSY

"I can only recognize a few letter and words, and I can write my name." she said to Sara. "I do know where some parchment is though, and wtriting utensils. That way you will not get in trouble." she offered. "The servants, the ones who are paid, they have a desk by the kitchen which has all of that in there to take notes and messages. It is for anyone who needs it." she said lightly. She was being honest, and hoped they believed her, but understood if they didn't.
 
therufus said:
"What do you have in mind for our few extra moments together?"

He asked running his hands up and down her back.

Paige grinned up at him, "I think I could handle a little more of that, and maybe some of this." she whispered in his ear as she took one of his hands, placing it on her heaving breast.
 
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