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"I don't stand for this treatment!" The lady pouted.
"Lady, I must, I am sorry, but tis my duty as your maid."
"Well I order you to stop dressing me!" The maid continued, pulling on her bodice until she nearly couldn't breathe.
"Why-do-I-need-a-bodice? Is my waist not slim enough?" The lady continued arguing.
"My lady, you have and always been the most beautiful woman in Venice." Her maid's foreign voice answered. Her lady frowned. This was ridiculous.
"I do not need a bethrotal. I shall rule Italy by myself." Her musical voice rang through the palace. The maid gasped.
"Do not say that, my lady. Tis auspicious."
"Don't tell me what to do." She was in a very bad mood. Well, she always was before breakfast. Lady Kaioh continued. "My family beseeches me to wake up at 4 in the morning, no? But today, why must I wake up at 3? Tis not proper. I will need to get more sandlewood for the smudges." Lady Kaioh pointed to her eye. She felt the urge to yawn, but as any polite lady must, she held it inside her.
"You must be very tired, my lady. Perhaps a cup of tea?" Her maid dressed Lady Kaioh in one of her finest clothes made of golden threads, then putting a beautiful chain of sapphires around her lady's swan-like neck.
"That would be lovely, grazie." Her maid nodded and rang a little bell. Immediately another woman of only 22 years came into the room, curtsying before her lady.
"Yes, my lady?" My maid answered her.
"My lady wishes to have a cup of tea, with two lumps of sugar and cream." Lady Kaioh sighed. Her maid practically knew about everything she liked, and even memorized them. She let her maid tie a long sash around her waist, adding to her perfect dress. Then she sat down, neatly rolling Lady Kaioh's soft aqua hair into a french roll. Then she placed a rose from her pot next to the window behind her ear, and pinned it up incase it should fall down.
"My lady, you look lovely as ever."
"Grazie." Lady Kaioh smiled back at her maid, and decended down the stairs to her carriage.
"I don't stand for this treatment!" The lady pouted.
"Lady, I must, I am sorry, but tis my duty as your maid."
"Well I order you to stop dressing me!" The maid continued, pulling on her bodice until she nearly couldn't breathe.
"Why-do-I-need-a-bodice? Is my waist not slim enough?" The lady continued arguing.
"My lady, you have and always been the most beautiful woman in Venice." Her maid's foreign voice answered. Her lady frowned. This was ridiculous.
"I do not need a bethrotal. I shall rule Italy by myself." Her musical voice rang through the palace. The maid gasped.
"Do not say that, my lady. Tis auspicious."
"Don't tell me what to do." She was in a very bad mood. Well, she always was before breakfast. Lady Kaioh continued. "My family beseeches me to wake up at 4 in the morning, no? But today, why must I wake up at 3? Tis not proper. I will need to get more sandlewood for the smudges." Lady Kaioh pointed to her eye. She felt the urge to yawn, but as any polite lady must, she held it inside her.
"You must be very tired, my lady. Perhaps a cup of tea?" Her maid dressed Lady Kaioh in one of her finest clothes made of golden threads, then putting a beautiful chain of sapphires around her lady's swan-like neck.
"That would be lovely, grazie." Her maid nodded and rang a little bell. Immediately another woman of only 22 years came into the room, curtsying before her lady.
"Yes, my lady?" My maid answered her.
"My lady wishes to have a cup of tea, with two lumps of sugar and cream." Lady Kaioh sighed. Her maid practically knew about everything she liked, and even memorized them. She let her maid tie a long sash around her waist, adding to her perfect dress. Then she sat down, neatly rolling Lady Kaioh's soft aqua hair into a french roll. Then she placed a rose from her pot next to the window behind her ear, and pinned it up incase it should fall down.
"My lady, you look lovely as ever."
"Grazie." Lady Kaioh smiled back at her maid, and decended down the stairs to her carriage.