Note: Early chapters WILL be vauge and a little short. As I progress they will become more revealing and longer.
Silent, it was.
For the longest time my young misstress was asleep in complete peace and quiet. I stood beside her for hours until she finally consumed into slumber, it was a busy day however, I'm still puzzled why it took her so long. Maybe three lumps of sugar per cup of tea is too much after all. I'll have to advise her tomorrow, not to have a cup of tea before bed.
Now i sit in this fine chair, waiting for the next day to come by. Ive finished all i could do to prepare for the morning, except breakfast. I plan on whipping up simple but ever so succulent pancakes, the young misstress's favorite. It will have to wait till seven in the morning, exactly. I wake the young lord and prepare her for the day. Dressing her is the hardest part of it all. So stubborn and unwilling. I never recieved a order to stop however. When shes ready, she rushes down the staircase (though i keep watch) and impatiently waits at the table. By seven ten i'll have the pancakes, tea, and table set to fit the young masters expectations.
Till then...nothing.
Thats all i could say.
Silence.
And nothing.