Everything was fine. Elizebeth looked at herself in the vanity mirror as her maid, Aubrey took down her chunky braid and parted her hair to pull two thirds up into a high wavy pony tail. Elizabeth took two strands out from the front and let them hang in her face falling into her lap. She looked down at the two strands that now seemed too long to fulfill their purpose then back at her reflection as her maid smoothed down the fly-aways with a soft bristle brush.

Elizebeth was naturally beautiful. A youthful innocent beauty with a round face, button nose and cupid’s lips a complete contrast to her younger sister who was the splitting image of their mother. Elizabeth’s only physical flaw was two tiny moles near the inner corner of her eyes, occasionally she would cover them with small jewels. Today would be one of those days; she reached for the deep red one and handed them to Aubrey. She rose her head while the girl carefully turned her blemish into a highlight. She looked in the mirror satisfied. “Can you cut hair?”

Aubrey nodded. She rarely spoke and when she did it annoyed Elizebeth so there had been an unspoken rule that as she worked for Elizebeth she would speak as little as possible. “Lovely. Cut my hair to here.” Elizebeth gestured right above her shoulders. “Shorter in the back.” She watched the girl work. Once she was finished Elizebeth took the scissors from the table and cut the front two strands in half around her bosom. She was satisfied.

“Time to eat.” She stood up and the girl followed two paces behind. The halls were empty and has been since Seth left days ago. Everyone got what they wanted, but to Elizebeth they all seem to blame her for their wishes coming true. Whatever, it accomplished the goal there was no need to avoid her. Elizebeth sat in her usual seat at the empty table as Aubrey pulled the chair in for her. “What’s for Dinner?” she glanced down at the empty plate and glass. "Whatever you like, Ma'am."

Elizebeth looked down at the bare plates, picked up her knife on the right and fork on the other and made light cutting motions. "I think I'll have eggs." she gracefully put the empty fork in her mouth tasting the future eggs then sat it down in the exact spot she pulled it up from, adjusting as needed with tip of her nail. "And fruit," she added. Aubrey nodded slightly, turned on her heel to prepare Elizebeth's order.

Aubrey returned swiftly with square plate, sitting on top was toast covered with avocado, shredded cabbage and a seasoned poached egg with a raspberry sauce drizzle that she placed in front of Elizebeth replacing the round plate that was present then in the top left she placed a small bowl of local peeled and cubed fruit with a black honey coating. A specialty in Fangaria. Elizebeth ate small delicate bite chewing thoroughly each one in silence as Aubrey waited behind her.

“Can I get a plate too?” Gabriel casually taking his place in front of her made her pause, but she paid him no mind like he has been doing the past few days to her. Gabriel rubbed his hand through his hair and rose his eyebrow at Aubrey in wait, but she did not move only looked down in away. “Do you want me to get my own food? Fine.” He rose up, scraping the tile as he roughly scooted his chair back.

“Uhm..mm Master Gabriel.”

Elizebeth slammed her silverware down.

Aubrey flinched. “Sa…Sa’Rim is free.”

“I’m done eating. You may take it away.” Elizebeth wiped her face.

Gabriel glared at the woman. “I don’t want to see him.” He snarled as he left.