Hello Readers,
Just so you know, I like to write in bulk chapters to get the story started, so you may see multiple updates in one day. After this, you may get one or two updates every month.


Adeline Turnkey was walking down the long stone hallway. She was looking for Jane, who was due for her bath.
'Where would that rascal of a girl be?' Adeline aked herself for the tenth time for the past ten minutes.
"Yes, Jester, it will be ok."
'Aha, I have found her' Adeline thought to herself
"My mother does not know yet," Jane's voice came once again.
Adeline stopped in her track, her curiosity hiking.
"What will you tell you mother when she finds out?" Came the Jester's voice.
"I will tell her just tell her the same way I told Smithy."
"Yes, of course- just don't tell her that I gave it to you."
"But what if my mothers accuses me of stealing?" Jane's voice saddening.
"Your mother would never do anything like that. When are you going to tell her?"
Jane thought for a moment, "Monday, tomorrow. I do not want to ruin her mood for church dad today."
"Yes. Is it still hidden?" Jester asked, lowering his voice slightly.
Adeline did not quite hear the responce, but she was pretty sure that the words 'floorboards' and 'bed' were said.
'I will find this out for myself' Adeline thought to herself. For now, she would continue her duties.

"Jane," Adeline trilled, noticing her daughter's sudden innocent posture, "You are due for your bath!"
"But mother-"
"No buts. It is church day today and I do not want to bring shame to our family because you did not have your bath!"
"Yes mother," Jane replied dully, walking off to her room.
"Good day, Jester," Adeline said, as if to notice his presence just then.
"Good day, Mrs. Turnkey," Jester replied, bowing his head.


Jane had been lathered in lavender soap and scrubbed from head to toe. Her hair was washed, her body was free from any dirt. Her mother had brushed her knotty red hair back into a single plait and dressed her in a simple white dress with a baby blue bow, tied up at the back. Jane was ready to go to church.
"There she is, my wonderful, beautiful Jane!" Her father exclaimed, "Look at how pretty you are!"
"Yes, you look so clean and beautiful, my dear," Jane's mother said.
While Jane did like her parents praising her, she did not like to wear her Sunday clothes one bit. But she still knew to keep her mouth shut, in order to not anger her parents, particualy her mother.
"Come along, Jane, we must go to church now," Adeline said, taking Jane's hand.

For Jane, church was boring as usual. There was the head of the church speaking, a few hyms, a prayer or two, and then it was done. Jane was free for another seven days to do as she pleased. She was taken home to the castle by her parents for the midday meal.