Chapter Three
I'm A What Now?
After walking up a flight of stairs and down a long hallway, Eduard opened a door to a room, "Miss… we should have your size here… pick any color you like…" he offered, stepping back to allow her room to enter.
Violet looked in and blinked at the room full of maid's uniforms in every color of the rainbow. Looking at the glasses wearing nation, he just shrugged, "Master Ivan has a thing for maid uniforms…" He walked off, "When you are changed, find Toris… he will explain your duties here…"
Once he was out of her sight, Violet walked into the room and began to look at all the colors and styles. She picked up a dark red dress and sighed, changing into it. Fixing her braid, she walked out and looked around. Ivan saw her and blinked.
Toris, who was behind him, walked by and up to her, "Miss, follow me and we will begin…" She blinked and nodded, following him. Ivan watched her walk off, the maids dress fit her perfectly, and the skirt hung to just above her knees and flared out with a short sleeved blouse. White stocking and red shoes covered her long tanned legs; a little white apron finished her outfit.
Toris smiled as they walked, explaining what her job would is, "Mainly just cleaning around the house… helping to cook if we need your help…" She nodded, tugging down on the skirt. He watched her from the corner of his eye, realizing the skirt was too short in the style she had on.
Making a note to discuss with Ivan her needing some things, he went into the kitchen and showed her to where she could begin to polish some silver. Sitting down to begin, Violet watched as Eduard and Raivis were preparing dinner. "What is for dinner, Eduard?" Toris walked over.
"Master Ivan wanted borscht…" Eduard looked over at him, "And Raivis is making a cheesecake." Raivis nodded, showing the cheesecake he was making.
"What is… borscht?" Violet looked up from the spoon she was polishing. The three turned to look at her then at each other.
Toris nodded at her and smiled, "It's a beet soup… Master Ivan likes it a lot, since we get the beets from his older sister, Katya…" Katya was Ukraine, and was Russia's main supplier of fresh food during the endless winter.
Violet nodded and went back to polishing. She wasn't required to attend dinner, was she? She could play the 'I have jet lag' card and go to her room. She should still have some food in her bag from her trip. As the thoughts danced through her head of how she could apologize, Toris spoke up, "Everyone is to attend to dinner, even if they cannot eat for a punishment..."
"No dinner is a punishment?" Violet looked up and saw Raivis rubbing his belly, indicating he was the one who wasn't allowed to eat that night. Her face fell as she stood up, walking up to him and hugging him, "That is not right…"
Raivis stiffened and shook, "I… It's only…. Proper… I… I up… upset Master Ivan…"
Violet looked at him then at the other two, "You all let this happen? This isn't right…" They looked away from her and she sighed, going to take some bread from the basket sitting on a table, going to hand it to him.
"I… I can't!" Raivis waved his hands, trying to keep her from getting in trouble as well. When she forced the bread into his hands, he began shaking. Violet nodded and looked at the other two.
"Eat it fast, little one… It would hurt Peter if he were to hear that you were not able to eat…" She whispered, bringing up the name of her little half brother. Raivis stopped trembling for a bit, and then nodded. Taking the bread he began to eat it fast, the others watched her, amazed at her mother duck like attitude to the situation.
Watching from the doorway, Ivan shook his head. He would have to teach his new maid a lesson. If someone was not allowed to eat, they were not allowed to eat. Walking into the room, he made barely a sound to announce his presence. It wasn't until Raivis finished swallowing that he made himself known "How is dinner?"
xXx
Author's Note~
Sorry this chapter took so long. I was having some writers block on how to finish it.
