Her Arrival

The carriage shook gently on the stone path while her brown eyes gazed across the vine coded estate. Her chest heaving with nervousness and fingernails tapping together as if they were trying to create a code. Her garment crinkled underneath her pinkies as the estate’s servant body came into a her view and a frown appeared on her face as she remembered her fathers words..

“You must go” - “but papa I never-“ - “Its not about what you can or cannot do child…youre mother is ill and god forbid the Duchess or rather the Duke himself rids of your mother all because of her incompetence to teach you well, I swear to all the gods possible I will kill you myself.”

‘Miss.’ Her eyes flickered back to reality to find the carriage door being held open by the horsemen. She flashed gentle smile before making her way out the carriage, her hand-me-down servant shoes flattening against the clean walkway. She clasped her palms together to hide her shakiness, she ever so slowly approached an older woman. Possibly her mothers age, who did not greet with a smile nor did the sun meet her eyes. She looked mean as if nothing in this world had given her reason to show any other expression. ‘You must be Aisha, the ill ones daughter’ it was said as if she was holding back the will to spit at her. ‘Yes miss-‘ - ‘Lotty, Miss Lotty to you’ her head slowly noddeded ‘Miss Lotty’ the lady flashed a rather imposter like smile. They began to walk.

‘Wonderful, now. It has come to my attention that your mother has taught you nothing about the simplest etiquette of even being a lady, am I right?’ It felt like she was being jabbed in the chest but she swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded. Miss Lotty’s face seemed to almost scowl ‘more worhtless girls to teach, who do they think I am? I am no mother because someone failed to raise a child correctly’ Aisha’s lips pierced together, her face beginng to face the ground. A “tsk” escaped past Lotty’s lips, she could only sigh as she continued her pace. Aisha followed quite far behind, it seemed as if an aura of black and pure disgust was coming out Lotty’s back. Lotty dropped her shoulders “your mother is one of the best maids we have” Aisha looked at the back off Lotty’s head “its quite sad that she has fallen ill, its also quite disappointing she failed to teach you well” another jab.

Aisha felt herself slipping behind her own skin to hide. Lotty stopped in front of a wooden door “this is your room, you mustn’t share with your nor visit your mother, understand?” Aisha nodded. Lotty’s brow raiseded with displeasure “we speak around here child” Aisha’s lips formed a nervous frown “yes, ma’am” Lotty dusted her own dressings while letting out a deep huff “Now. Settle in and be in the kitchen in 30 minutes” she sped off.

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