Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2016 15:55:43 GMT -5
Carefully she arranged her riding hat upon her voluptuous brown hair. Her servant Rosalina had worked her nimble magical fingers once more, creating the perfect arrangement for her hair to befall her face. One pin later, or several for all she knew, for it was not the preparation but the final product she desired to be perfect, she gave a gratified smile. Once again, she looked amazing. The richly regal purple of the colour complemented her rather too pale complexion and even illuminated her dark Earthly hair.
As to her face, thinking it could only be improved so much, she grunted in satisfaction. Sure it would not attract a man but she had no desire to at present. Instead seeking something that would garner greater pleasure, she looked once more in the mirror. The servant girl behind her looked in pride at the work she had done. If Sofia were more domineering, pretentious than she would have punished the girl for such insubordination. However, she valued her elegant skills.
At last, signalling the finale to another day of looking marvellous, she gently grasped at the elbow styled gloves she had carefully chosen earlier that morning. The expensive silk caressed her arms, giving her that much needed confidence. “If my sister asks for me tell her I have gone into town. Don’t tell her about not taking the carriage if at all possible.” Roaslina was proficient enough to know which sister she implied and that she was to take her favourite horse Volatore, the grey stallion she loved dearly. Winking at the young woman, she walked briskly towards the stables.
The guard, being forewarned of his mistress’s desires, prepared the beautiful beast. Once she was carefully placed into her saddle, he proceeded upon his own. Making sure that she arrived safely at her destination would pass his time until his services would be required once more. It was not something she herself wished, simply knowing that it would not suit to simply be gallivanting into town without some sort of escort. Anyways any potential problems would be alleviated by his presence.
It did not take them long to get to their destination. Becoming content that she felt safe enough to be alone, the guard bowed before informing her of his direct location if trouble were to arise. Nodding in appreciation, she sadly watched him taking Volatore to the nearest stable. Vowing to do right by the stead, she promised to take him for an extended journey when the time would suit. As it was, she was to enter the town for new accessories. Even though she was influential enough to have merchants come to her residence, she loved seeing the vibrancy of the markets and stalls first hand: smells as sweet as roses simply intoxicating, spices rare as silk absolutely exhilarating.
As to her face, thinking it could only be improved so much, she grunted in satisfaction. Sure it would not attract a man but she had no desire to at present. Instead seeking something that would garner greater pleasure, she looked once more in the mirror. The servant girl behind her looked in pride at the work she had done. If Sofia were more domineering, pretentious than she would have punished the girl for such insubordination. However, she valued her elegant skills.
At last, signalling the finale to another day of looking marvellous, she gently grasped at the elbow styled gloves she had carefully chosen earlier that morning. The expensive silk caressed her arms, giving her that much needed confidence. “If my sister asks for me tell her I have gone into town. Don’t tell her about not taking the carriage if at all possible.” Roaslina was proficient enough to know which sister she implied and that she was to take her favourite horse Volatore, the grey stallion she loved dearly. Winking at the young woman, she walked briskly towards the stables.
The guard, being forewarned of his mistress’s desires, prepared the beautiful beast. Once she was carefully placed into her saddle, he proceeded upon his own. Making sure that she arrived safely at her destination would pass his time until his services would be required once more. It was not something she herself wished, simply knowing that it would not suit to simply be gallivanting into town without some sort of escort. Anyways any potential problems would be alleviated by his presence.
It did not take them long to get to their destination. Becoming content that she felt safe enough to be alone, the guard bowed before informing her of his direct location if trouble were to arise. Nodding in appreciation, she sadly watched him taking Volatore to the nearest stable. Vowing to do right by the stead, she promised to take him for an extended journey when the time would suit. As it was, she was to enter the town for new accessories. Even though she was influential enough to have merchants come to her residence, she loved seeing the vibrancy of the markets and stalls first hand: smells as sweet as roses simply intoxicating, spices rare as silk absolutely exhilarating.