Lord haMinch brought Adelaide into the hall where her room was and handed her to the maid in charge. "You are to meet me in the hall in one bell's time," he said and then left. The head maid, Lily, gave her a key and led her to her room. Her room had not been trashed as Lady Keladry's had been, but her name had been wiped off the chalkboard and the word SLUT had been written in bold letters on the front. Adelaide sighed; apparently her fellow pages were mean AND unimaginative.
She went inside and saw that Stefan had been as good as his word. Her bags had been set neatly next to a large dresser and desk that had been provided with the room. Adelaide walked across the room and opened the shutters. She saw the missile just in time and jumped back as a rotten tomato soared inches from her nose. She approached the window more cautiously this time and looked out. She had a nice view of a courtyard. She shut the shutters before any more unwanted items that had once been fruits or vegetables flew in. She cleaned up the tomato and then went into the privy. She looked in the mirror.
She took off her helm, releasing the long, sandy blonde hair that it had held. Her bangs fell into her eyes as she reached to her left side and found the lock of her hair that was as black as the black sand that streaks riverbanks where gold can be found. She carefully braided it and tucked it under the rest of her hair, it was best to remain unnoticed. She studied the rest of her face. She had a delicate nose, lips, and cheekbones. Her chin was small and perfectly formed. Her silver eyes were almond shaped and spaced the perfect width apart. They were most definitely not gray eyes as people who heard about them believed. They were shiny and looked like the metal had been poured into her irises but had not yet cooled all the way. They were also reflective sometimes, allowing the recipient of the stare to see themselves. This did not happen all the time though, only when she was very angry. She pushed her hair back to reveal her delicate ears. She sighed, any noble lord would jump at the chance to take her as a wife, but that was not what she wanted. All she wanted was her shield.