vampire07
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jun 2, 2009
The current gossip was the Lord of the lands was either a enchanted man or a demon. No one in the fields seen him nor been requested to grace the walls of his castle. Though one family was struggling with a food shortage. The man of the house was ill as his oldest son and his middle child were working hard in the fields to harvest anything they could. One day a messenger approached in a dark cloak. The wife looked to her husband and they nodded. They'd give up their only daughter to this Lord for medicine and food that last them till the next harvest.
Lillian was the youngest of the three as she just turned 18 with her long brown hair braided from her soft face as her emerald green eyes were filled with life. The ride back was long and tiresome as Lillian was placed within the Lord's line of servants. She was told this man was a busy person so her dutys will be given to her by the head house servants. With Lillian not saying a word the man yanked her along to the kitchen where she'd cook the food for the others and fix the Lord's dish as he pleased in any fashion.
By this time her head was spinning from the rush of the man getting her to work just as she stepped off the wagon. The locks of her hair fell from her eyes as she started to scrub the pots before she started on cooking the fresh stews with fresh breads for the other house servants. Her dress was simple in a tan which tighten around her tiny waist and flater her ample breasts and the slight flare of her hips. The kitchen was filled with her soft singing and the sound of the knife snapping the fresh carrots. There was a slight smell of wet copper in the air from the bloody beef.
Lillian was the youngest of the three as she just turned 18 with her long brown hair braided from her soft face as her emerald green eyes were filled with life. The ride back was long and tiresome as Lillian was placed within the Lord's line of servants. She was told this man was a busy person so her dutys will be given to her by the head house servants. With Lillian not saying a word the man yanked her along to the kitchen where she'd cook the food for the others and fix the Lord's dish as he pleased in any fashion.
By this time her head was spinning from the rush of the man getting her to work just as she stepped off the wagon. The locks of her hair fell from her eyes as she started to scrub the pots before she started on cooking the fresh stews with fresh breads for the other house servants. Her dress was simple in a tan which tighten around her tiny waist and flater her ample breasts and the slight flare of her hips. The kitchen was filled with her soft singing and the sound of the knife snapping the fresh carrots. There was a slight smell of wet copper in the air from the bloody beef.