"Is Rose going to be alright?" Asked the younger of two girls quietly. Her voice was almost too quiet to be heard by the dark haired lord.
He'd been on his way to check the progress of the spire when his driver had lost control of the horses. From within he'd heard a scream of a young girl and the shouts of men and women both. His horse had run into someone, and when he climbed out he saw what damage had been truly done.
"It's a miracle your sister is even alive," Lucien told the five year old girl. "But I will do everything in my power."
Bright blue eyes were dimmed by sorrow and dark hair was pulled back into a haphazard ponytail, tied with whatever it was the unconscious preteen had managed to find. Her name Lucien discovered, was Sparrow. Her soft voice whispered a thank you and he nodded before summoning a maid to take care of the child.
He realized then that the woman who came was little Amelia's own nurse. The nurse who'd never actually had a chance to do any work. Lilah was a rather plump woman now, no longer a wet nurse but still someone to take care of children.
"Give her a bath and see to it that she's fed and properly dressed," Lucien instructed. "Then have someone take care of Rose." Lilah nodded before taking Sparrow's hand into her own and leading the five year old out of the room.
R&R!