Discovery
A/N: For narration Leslie will be Leslie, Neal will call her Alycia. Got it?
Disclaimer: Do I have to?
Leslie had found a dress and a pair of boots and soft shoes that fit comfortably, and also found two long lengths of yarn. She knotted to two pieces together and walked, using the yarn to remember the way back.
She met few servants, and wearing her nightgown under her jacket and skirt, blended in slightly. She gazed in a library before moving on to a busier corridor. She snuck into a busy kitchen. The head chef noticed her and smiled.
"Hey you, girl, I need someone to take this to the page and squire's kitchen. Fool chef ran out of sugar again. I'll pay you a little extra if you do," he called. Leslie nodded and took the copper coin and a bag of sugar a quarter of her height.
The man said, "Turn left and go down the stairs with the dark railing. Then turn left, go past three doors, and then turn left into the kitchen. Got it?" She nodded and left.
She kept thinking the directions over and over again, and got there in fifteen minutes. The chef there was happy to see her and Leslie received a drink of water, and another copper coin.
She followed the yarn back to her room and put the two coins in her backpack. She then went to look for a way outside.
After a half hour Leslie got outside. She headed away from the palace, wondering what she could do.
As it started to pour rain, she sighed. She would be soaked by the time she got back inside! Not wanting to be waterlogged, she walked into the much closer building.
Once inside, she gasped. It was a stable, and many boys a few years older than her were putting horses into stalls. Not wanting to be caught, she hid behind a pile of hay. She waited nervously until they were all gone. She realized it must be dinnertime, and groaned. She would have to run all the way back to get in her room and changed in dry clothes by the time Neal stopped by!
Luckily, there was a long cape with a hood. She tied the too long bottom to her height, and dashed to the doors. Discarding the cape in a supply closet, she barreled up the stairs. She put on the old dress and straitened up the room.
Neal walked in two seconds later. He asked, "Do anything interesting today?"
She smiled and said, "No, why would you think that?"
A/N: For narration Leslie will be Leslie, Neal will call her Alycia. Got it?
Disclaimer: Do I have to?
Leslie had found a dress and a pair of boots and soft shoes that fit comfortably, and also found two long lengths of yarn. She knotted to two pieces together and walked, using the yarn to remember the way back.
She met few servants, and wearing her nightgown under her jacket and skirt, blended in slightly. She gazed in a library before moving on to a busier corridor. She snuck into a busy kitchen. The head chef noticed her and smiled.
"Hey you, girl, I need someone to take this to the page and squire's kitchen. Fool chef ran out of sugar again. I'll pay you a little extra if you do," he called. Leslie nodded and took the copper coin and a bag of sugar a quarter of her height.
The man said, "Turn left and go down the stairs with the dark railing. Then turn left, go past three doors, and then turn left into the kitchen. Got it?" She nodded and left.
She kept thinking the directions over and over again, and got there in fifteen minutes. The chef there was happy to see her and Leslie received a drink of water, and another copper coin.
She followed the yarn back to her room and put the two coins in her backpack. She then went to look for a way outside.
After a half hour Leslie got outside. She headed away from the palace, wondering what she could do.
As it started to pour rain, she sighed. She would be soaked by the time she got back inside! Not wanting to be waterlogged, she walked into the much closer building.
Once inside, she gasped. It was a stable, and many boys a few years older than her were putting horses into stalls. Not wanting to be caught, she hid behind a pile of hay. She waited nervously until they were all gone. She realized it must be dinnertime, and groaned. She would have to run all the way back to get in her room and changed in dry clothes by the time Neal stopped by!
Luckily, there was a long cape with a hood. She tied the too long bottom to her height, and dashed to the doors. Discarding the cape in a supply closet, she barreled up the stairs. She put on the old dress and straitened up the room.
Neal walked in two seconds later. He asked, "Do anything interesting today?"
She smiled and said, "No, why would you think that?"