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AN/ I know! Should I start with apologizing or with groveling for your forgiveness? Grovel huh? Cruel readers! Just kidding! I hope you like my fresh update! Enjoy! D

Lizzie didn't know what to do as she surveyed the field she was standing in.

Trees on her right side and a large grass hill on her left, flowers in front of her, and black berry bushes behind her.

She shrugged, picked a handful of berries, and started walking for the hill.

She popped one into her mouth, but soon the berry was on the top of the hill, for as she saw what was lying below her in the large valley, her jaw dropped.

Lizzie was staring at an enormous stone castle.

She lifted her eyebrows and began the descent down the sloping hill.

She had finished her handful of berries by the time that she reached the imposing wood doors and she lifted the large metal knocker with as much confidence as a mouse trapped inside of a cat's play toy.

A woman dressed in an old fashioned maid uniform answered the door and rolled her eyes at Lizzie, "Lizbeth, come in and stop playing games. What if the mistress of the house had opened the door just then? Then what would you have done? Just as I thought, nothing, because you would be sold at the market for playing such games. And on a Friday, no less. That was so dunder-headed! Well, come in! What? Do you have cement blocks on your feet? I said come in!"

Lizzie's eyes were wide in shock. She didn't move an inch, to afraid to enter into the cold stone building.

The woman gave her about two more seconds before grabbing her by the arm and yanking her inside and shutting the doors.

"Honestly, Lizbeth, the way you act sometimes. It scares me."

"I'm sor…" Lizzie trailed off, hearing the sound of her own voice. She had an English accent! "I'm sorry." She finished, trying to get used to her voice again.

The woman shook her head and led her to a room that she supposed was the kitchen.

"Give me the flowers. Mistress, wanted these a whole ten minutes ago, and you can just bring them in yourself. I'm not letting you get me in trouble!"

The woman stuck the flowers in a wooden vase filled with water and handed them back to Lizzie, "There you are. Go! Don't keep her waiting and cause an even bigger upset!"

Lizzie nodded and went in the direction the woman had pointed in.

She went down a long, cold hallway, and was about to turn back, figuring that she would get lost and never be found again, when she heard an unpleasantly shrill voice call her…or as the maid had said, Lizbeth.

"Lizbeth! Lizbeth! I want my flowers immediately! The Duke of HillRidge, will be here soon!"

Lizzie bit her lip and followed the voice.

She found its source around a corner.

She walked in and set the flowers on the table in front of…KATE!

"Kate?!" She burst out in surprise.

Kate or Mistress Katrina as she was better known then, raised her skinny eyebrows and looked down her nose at Lizzie.

"Excuse you, servant! Only the Duke of HillRidge is allowed to call me that, which you well know. What is the meaning of this?"

"I'm sorry." Lizzie curtsied awkwardly, not wanting to be sold at the market as the maid had suggested.

She rolled her eyes as she stared at the cement floor.

Curtsying for Kate, this was so twisted!

"That's better. Now, come here. Tsk, tsk, Lizbeth. You're so dirty. And ordinarily I wouldn't care one bit, but if the Duke sees that my servants are dirty, then he will think that I am cruel. And we can certainly not have that!"

Lizzie looked down at her clothes for the first time since she had found herself in the field.

She too was wearing a maid's uniform. She felt her blond braids and was about to look around for a mirror but was stopped by the sound of Kate sniffing the air.

"Lizbeth! What is the meaning of this? You smell like berries! Were you dawdling while you were supposed to be gathering flowers?"

Lizzie raised her eyebrows and walked out of the room without answering.

"Lizbeth! Lizbeth! Come back here this instant!" she heard Kate call after her in the same shrill tone.

She rolled her eyes and kept walking, not knowing where it was that she was going.

AN/I'm sorry for the lack of updates on my stories. I will try to do better! Please remember to review! And to keep your reviews clean and cussing free! Thanks! Have a great day and don't forget to SMILE! D

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