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Post by Isabelle hart on May 30, 2011 18:22:55 GMT
Isabelle raced down the hall and to Lady Le Faye’s room. She stopped in front of the door and made sure she looked acceptable and headed inside the room. Lady Le Faye was in front of her vanity. Isabelle blushed and walked forward. She hoped that Lady Le Faye wouldn’t be too cross with her.
“Lady Le Faye I am sorry I’m late,” said Isabelle, not looking up from her feet, “I had an accident with the… fireplace.”
She wouldn’t tell Lady Le Faye that she was speaking with Dreamer who was now going to be her master and teach her magic. She wouldn’t tell her because it meant she was talking with someone instead of coming to serve her and because Isabelle didn’t know who knew about magic and didn’t.
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Jun 15, 2011 17:21:05 GMT
(sorry this post slipped my mind..)
Morgana had already been up and dressed for awhile except for her hair. She was sitting at her vanity brushing it out when Isabelle- one of her maids entered the room. “Lady Le Faye I am sorry I’m late, I had an accident with the… fireplace.” She had a problem with the fireplace? Morgana quickly scanned the girl from top to bottom and noted that she did not take her gaze from a spot on the floor. Was she really afraid that Morgana would be that upset that she was a few minutes late or was there something else that had really happened? She put the brush down and looked at Isabelle.
"A problem with the fireplace? No one was harmed I hope? Normally lateness would be unacceptable, but I would rather the fireplace be taken care of then the castle burn down"
Although she did not know fully what could have possibly happened with the fireplace, she suspected that there might be another cause. Since coming to Camelot, Isabelle had served her well and she rnever admitted to having trouble lighting something as simple as a fireplace and Morgana had seen her light the fireplace in her chamber many times without issue. "Try not to be late again or I will not be so accepting regardless of the reason and be more careful with fire." The only person in her life that she would constantly forgive was Gwen- the two were more than maid and lady.
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Post by Isabelle hart on Jun 17, 2011 1:47:38 GMT
Isabelle shook her head, "No no one was hurt Mi'Lady. It was... in my quarters. I promise it won't happen again."
Isabelle walked over and took Morgana's brush and started brushing her hair for her. She wished that she was a princess, she would of never had to be late for anything and she could wear a beautiful dress. However if she was a princess than she would have to get married. She would never of met her teacher who taught her magic and she would probably not be able to control it.
After Isabelle finished with Lady Le Faye's beautiful hair she put it in a clip and stepped back. This time looking the Lady Le Faye not the floor.
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Jul 7, 2011 0:52:08 GMT
When Isabelle stated that no one was hurt Morgana gave the girl a reassuring smile and a nod of her head. "Well at least no one was hurt." At that, Isabelle came over and began to fix her hair. Although she was a noble and therefore knew servants were there to do her hair and dress her it always felt wierd to have someone else brushing her hair- Morgana was more than capable of doing her own hair and had done it herself on occasions when the maids were busy with other tasks. When she finished and stepped back Morgana turned and looked Isabelle over from top to bottom. She noticed that Isabelle was looking straight at the floor. Even Gwen looked her in the eyes most of the time. Although Morgana should be harder on Isabelle or any servant, she suspected there was more to the girls' story but wouldn't pry
"Are you sure everything is alright? I have seen you light many fires without a problem....If you are worried that I'm mad don't be just don't let it happen again."
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Post by Isabelle hart on Jul 7, 2011 20:57:42 GMT
Isabelle wasn't actually scared of Lady Le Faye it's just when she was told that she was going to serve her she was told to not look her in the eye. It was her dad's advice but Isabelle didn't know if it was right or not. Isabelle wished she had a friend that she could talk about magic with but she didn't really have friends. Inside she felt like she was about to burst.
"Yes Mi'lady," said Isabelle, "I was... trying a new charcoal so it burned faster which didn't work well."
Lady Le Faye was so pretty. She sometimes wished she was her. Isabelle also wished that she could even talk to Arther. He was so... cute.
"Do you need me for anything else Mi'lady?" asked Isabelle.
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