Thankfully, I was taken to a private room to change into something a little more presentable. Dipping the wash cloth into the cool water, I worked feverishly to get rid of some of the dust that was matted on my hair and face.
After drying off, a maid had entered the room and began to help me dress. Sucking in my breath, I held on to the bed post, while she tied my corset. She then helped me into a very pretty light blue dress, which I must say was very elegant. It seemed to be a perfect fit. It's only flaw was a bit to revealing.
Working on the farm, you don't get to wear fancy dresses that often. It's just not practical, unless going to a social gathering. Now it was time for my hair. She brushed the mass of tangles it was now in, and swept part of it in a bun, leaving the rest down. Putting a clip in my hair, I was all set. I thanked her for helping and waited for someone to come and get me.
A few moments later there was a slight rap at the door.I went to open it, not at all surprised to see the Colonel on the other side. I must say he did look quite stunning in his clean, crisp uniform, and hair neatly tied back in it's queue.
He just stood there staring, his mouth slighty open in surprise, likely at my drastic change.
Feeling a little superior, at his suptor, "shall we go Colonel? I'm sure Lord Cornwallis doesn't wish to wait all day." I stated a little smartly.
Quickly gaining his senses about him, "well of course it would take quite awhile to clean that stench that was on you, since you had tended to all of those Rebel scum."
I smiled inwardly. "Yes, I suppose it's much more difficult for you." He stopped walking, while waiting for me to continue.
"Pray tell however do you mean?" He said a bit sarcastically, while trying not to roll his chillingly blue eyes.
"You aren't called, "The Butcher," for nothing," all joking set aside.
Before I knew what hit me, he threw me to the wall, and had my neck in a death grip. Through clenched teeth, "yes I am known as "The Butcher," among other things, so I would advise you not to cross me little girl. Do I make myself clear?" I nodded fearfully, to afraid to say anything.
Colonel Tavington then entered the office, me following meekly in tow. There was a General looking over some maps with Cornwallis as we waited to be addressed. They both looked up, at the Colonel then at me. "O'hara, My Lord," Colonel Tavington greeted.
"This is our prisoner," he stepped to the side a bit as I was being scrutinized like an insect. The air seemed to become very suffocating at the moment, as I was being examined. I needed to escape. It was hard to breathe.
My heart pounding in my ears, I knew I was only minutes away from blacking out. I could feel my forehead perspiring. This had happened once before, when I had found out the shocking news of my parents accident. I've never experienced that sensation again, until now.
"You're the prisoner?" Lord Cornwallis asked incredulously. He was expecting a ruffian, covered from head to toe in blood and dirt, not the young lady that stood before him.
"Very well. Give us your report on the recent events, and any information in helping us capturing our Ghost." He sat back in his chair, as three sets of eyes were now completely focused on me.
I stood there for a moment, trying to concentrate on my breathing. I'm sure the corset also had something to do with it. Shaking my head slightly, I looked from one figure to the next. My eyes getting blurry, I tried rubbing them to get them to focus properly. This couldn't be happening now. My life is at stake. I knew the chances of me being found innocent were pretty slim, but I had to have some hope.
In a shaky voice, somehow I managed to tell him what had happened, leaving the part of Thomas out, since I felt he didn't need that information right now. He sat there in shock after hearing my story. "I'm very sorry my dear for all you had to endure, however, you will have to remain here. Indefinitely at this point. You will have a room here in the mansion, and will be treated with respect, unless you conduct yourself otherwise."
I was then dismissed, but before exiting, dared a quick look at the Colonel. Teeth clamped shut, his eyes boring into mine, looked ready to throttle me then and there. I left quickly and was being led down the hallway to my room, when everything started spinning. Beginning to feel myself fall, I felt a pair of strong hands grab me securely, before finally succumbing to darkness.
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