Experimentation (Part 1)

-Karen-

The next day I woke up alone but there was a solitary yellow rose under my hand. Attached to the rose was a note: ‘Hey my pretty flower, if you’re up to it, I thought you might like to practice with your crystal. I’m stopping by my father’s study so I might be a little bit late. I can’t wait to see you. Miss you! CWV’. I got up clutching the rose and note to my chest.

I quietly opened the door and, Clay, the usual servant stood up and bowed to me. I frowned in reply. “I must show my respect to the Prince’s Mistress, My Lady.” He said pointedly. “With all due respect, you should probably grow accustomed to this. It won’t go away.” I nodded sadly. “Porridge? With berries?” He asked with a warm smile. Oh! Porridge!

“Yes please. May I have some milk too? If it’s not too much trouble?” I asked as he started to turn away.

“Of course, My Lady.” He bowed politely and left quickly.

I shut the door and leaned against it. I inhaled the rose’s sweet aroma and decided to get dressed up.