Chapter Four
The Pink Room
Today I was in for a real treat, that's what my maid had said. Her name was Kiara, and she is beautiful.
In our tower slaves still counted for nothing, but they counted a bit more then they did at the house Mummy and Father were from. Kiara happened to be my best friend. Although many slaves never appealed to me as........people, Kiara struck me like a blow to the stomach. When I first saw her all I could think of was her beautiful hair. It was golden like the sun, and it gleamed with all it's beauty and majesty. Maids are made to wear their hair up, in a tight messy bun, but when Kiara was first introduced to me I asked her to let her locks down. The image still burns in my mind. Watching her hair fall from her skull was like watching a waterfall of gleaming sunlight tumble to a pool of gold. Her eyes were also something I had noticed right away. Green, but not just green. They were like pale emeralds lit by the light from her hair. She defined beauty to me.
Anyway, I was sitting down at breakfast with Twilight and Fengrey, when Kiara rushed in and started whispering excitedly to me.
"Your in for something today!" Kiara squeaked with joy (Kiara is respected enough by my parents that we are allowed to be best friends, I'm sure Fengrey had to force my mother to be kind).
"Wh-what?!" I stuttered.
"Come with me!"
I said thank you to the servants and rushed off with Kiara to the balcony on the first floor. She went behind me and covered my eyes with her hands.
"This must be good, I feel so childish." I laughed.
"Oh shut up, Winter!"
She pushed me to the wall and pushed my head over the edge. Then she quickly took her hands off of my eyes before I could struggle. I had the sick feeling that she was going to push me off.
I scanned the land before us. The garden right below us, The North Garden, held what I was sure Kiara was squealing about. A man stood in the garden talking to the main gardener in a language I didn't understand. He was gorgeous. He had brown hair with these golden highlights that lit up in the sun. He reminded me of Argul, powerful and strong. His hair was different. Shorter. Also he had this smile that well, made you melt.
Kiara squealed again.
"Isn't he gorgeous?" she twittered.
"Beautiful."
"He's mine so no touchy!!"
"Haha. Oh my, Kiara, I wouldn't be able to have him any way!!!"
"Why not?"
"He's a slave,"
"That's never stopped you before!!" Kiara giggled.
I stared at her doll-like face and gave her a nudge on the arm. We laughed out loud, and his head shot up at us. He smiled and gave us a wave. We curtsied and walked off the balcony laughing.
"I'm serious, Ki, you have him."
"Fine, but don't suddenly change you mind on me." (A word of the Raven Tower which means "agreed")
Just then my mother's faithful servant, Reefa, walked over and told me that I was to go to the Pink Room. I said my good-byes to Kiara, and followed Reefa up to the third floor.
The Pink Room is a large study. This is usually where servants teach other servants how to be servants. Yes, It's like a large classroom. I have passed it before when I was walking down to the stables, but never have I looked inside before. Nor have I ever gotten a chance to take in it's beauty. Usually servants just use it for lessons of any type. I couldn't figure out why I would have to be here.
"Princess Star will be here shortly,"
"Reefa, why am I here?"
"To take lessons,"
"From?" It's just like me to ask the least important question.
"You shall see, your majesty."
The Pink Room
Today I was in for a real treat, that's what my maid had said. Her name was Kiara, and she is beautiful.
In our tower slaves still counted for nothing, but they counted a bit more then they did at the house Mummy and Father were from. Kiara happened to be my best friend. Although many slaves never appealed to me as........people, Kiara struck me like a blow to the stomach. When I first saw her all I could think of was her beautiful hair. It was golden like the sun, and it gleamed with all it's beauty and majesty. Maids are made to wear their hair up, in a tight messy bun, but when Kiara was first introduced to me I asked her to let her locks down. The image still burns in my mind. Watching her hair fall from her skull was like watching a waterfall of gleaming sunlight tumble to a pool of gold. Her eyes were also something I had noticed right away. Green, but not just green. They were like pale emeralds lit by the light from her hair. She defined beauty to me.
Anyway, I was sitting down at breakfast with Twilight and Fengrey, when Kiara rushed in and started whispering excitedly to me.
"Your in for something today!" Kiara squeaked with joy (Kiara is respected enough by my parents that we are allowed to be best friends, I'm sure Fengrey had to force my mother to be kind).
"Wh-what?!" I stuttered.
"Come with me!"
I said thank you to the servants and rushed off with Kiara to the balcony on the first floor. She went behind me and covered my eyes with her hands.
"This must be good, I feel so childish." I laughed.
"Oh shut up, Winter!"
She pushed me to the wall and pushed my head over the edge. Then she quickly took her hands off of my eyes before I could struggle. I had the sick feeling that she was going to push me off.
I scanned the land before us. The garden right below us, The North Garden, held what I was sure Kiara was squealing about. A man stood in the garden talking to the main gardener in a language I didn't understand. He was gorgeous. He had brown hair with these golden highlights that lit up in the sun. He reminded me of Argul, powerful and strong. His hair was different. Shorter. Also he had this smile that well, made you melt.
Kiara squealed again.
"Isn't he gorgeous?" she twittered.
"Beautiful."
"He's mine so no touchy!!"
"Haha. Oh my, Kiara, I wouldn't be able to have him any way!!!"
"Why not?"
"He's a slave,"
"That's never stopped you before!!" Kiara giggled.
I stared at her doll-like face and gave her a nudge on the arm. We laughed out loud, and his head shot up at us. He smiled and gave us a wave. We curtsied and walked off the balcony laughing.
"I'm serious, Ki, you have him."
"Fine, but don't suddenly change you mind on me." (A word of the Raven Tower which means "agreed")
Just then my mother's faithful servant, Reefa, walked over and told me that I was to go to the Pink Room. I said my good-byes to Kiara, and followed Reefa up to the third floor.
The Pink Room is a large study. This is usually where servants teach other servants how to be servants. Yes, It's like a large classroom. I have passed it before when I was walking down to the stables, but never have I looked inside before. Nor have I ever gotten a chance to take in it's beauty. Usually servants just use it for lessons of any type. I couldn't figure out why I would have to be here.
"Princess Star will be here shortly,"
"Reefa, why am I here?"
"To take lessons,"
"From?" It's just like me to ask the least important question.
"You shall see, your majesty."