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Christina ran down the steps trying as hard as she could to keep up with Thomas, the sandy haired servant boy, and not rip the beautiful elven made gown. Finally the boy stopped and waited for her. When she reached him he addressed her.
"Your fast for a Lady. Sorry I ran but I had to see what kind of person you are." The boy stated.
"What kind of person?" Christina asked with a tilt of her head.
"Yes that way I know how to treat you in the future." Thomas answered, than seeing the questioned look on her faced continueed. "A rude spolied prat would have yelled telling me to that I was a brat and needed to slow down; therefor I would run faster loseing them so they could find there way on there on. A grump would mutter under their breath but be to courtis to say anything. I would than just avoid them later on. Than you have the people who tink they are polite and ask 'Would you please slow down my boy.', it is best to take these on the "senic route". And than there is you. You are polite and courtis and I would love to help you. Now the dining room is throug that door." The boy stating with a nodd and than ran off.
'Wow, I never knew being a servent boy was so complicated.' Chrisina smothed her skirts and entered the room.
The dining room was empty but for a man sitting at the head reading a paper. As Christina approched she reckonized the man as Jon, no Prince Jon. His green eyes swept her before he nodded. She saton the chair next to his.
The Hall was decorated in green and silver. A servent girl brought her a plate of breakfast and tea.
Christina ran down the steps trying as hard as she could to keep up with Thomas, the sandy haired servant boy, and not rip the beautiful elven made gown. Finally the boy stopped and waited for her. When she reached him he addressed her.
"Your fast for a Lady. Sorry I ran but I had to see what kind of person you are." The boy stated.
"What kind of person?" Christina asked with a tilt of her head.
"Yes that way I know how to treat you in the future." Thomas answered, than seeing the questioned look on her faced continueed. "A rude spolied prat would have yelled telling me to that I was a brat and needed to slow down; therefor I would run faster loseing them so they could find there way on there on. A grump would mutter under their breath but be to courtis to say anything. I would than just avoid them later on. Than you have the people who tink they are polite and ask 'Would you please slow down my boy.', it is best to take these on the "senic route". And than there is you. You are polite and courtis and I would love to help you. Now the dining room is throug that door." The boy stating with a nodd and than ran off.
'Wow, I never knew being a servent boy was so complicated.' Chrisina smothed her skirts and entered the room.
The dining room was empty but for a man sitting at the head reading a paper. As Christina approched she reckonized the man as Jon, no Prince Jon. His green eyes swept her before he nodded. She saton the chair next to his.
The Hall was decorated in green and silver. A servent girl brought her a plate of breakfast and tea.