Slipped Know_A Victorian Romance Novella by R. G. Winter

Author:R. G. Winter [Winter, R. G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-05-10T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOUR

The sun had settled into the far corner of the room when Madelaine awoke. She stretched and sat up, blinking sleep from her eyes as the door opened and a maid came in, bearing a tray.

“Her Ladyship said you’re to have this, and to eat well as there will be no dinner until late this evening, at the ball.”

The maid set the tray carefully across Madelaine’s knees as she spoke. “I am also given to tell you that the one who does your hair will be in at six and that you must be ready for it to be dressed then. Also, would you care for a bath this evening?”

“I would, very much.” Madelaine surveyed the tray. There was a thick slice of beef, glazed carrots, a tiny cup of hearty vegetable soup, and a small dish of creamed potatoes setting there. Under another lid rested a few tiny cakes made of white sugar and clever pastry, very light and not at all filling. The tea pot, still scalding hot, sat alongside.

The maid left her to her early dinner and Madelaine ate it all as the tub was brought in and set up and then the maid reappeared with cans of heated water.

When the tub was filled she slid out of bed and allowed herself to be undressed and helped into the tub. The water was deliciously warm and thin pools of scented oil shimmered across the top of it, giving off the smell of lavender and lilac.

It was early enough for her to wash her hair as well and Madelaine did, using the fine milled soap that smelled like spring flowers to lather the heavy mass before soaping the rest of her body then rinsing well with the rest of the water in the cans beside the tub.

The maid helped her out, wrapping in her thick towels that she also used to briskly dry Madelaine’s hair. The breeze flying through the windows was quite brisk but Madelaine told the maid to leave them open so she could let the wind help to dry the long and heavy mass of her hair.

She quickly put on fresh underwear and a thin, soft chemise embroidered at the bottom with delicate little flowers in a pretty rose color. Then slid her arms into a dressing gown, belting it tightly around her waist. She brushed her hair until it dried, going to the windows that overlooked the back garden as she did so, hoping to ensure that all of the length of her hair would dry faster as a result.

Anticipation kept growing within her with every stroke of the brush.

Everything she had ever wanted was hers now.

Jonathan and she would not have the life that Victoria and Reginald did and she knew that while they had both grown up much in the last weeks they still had that thirst for adventure and that love for shucking off society’s expectations.

Life with him would be a grand adventure filled with travel and laughter and, yes, the occasional argument.

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