Amelia/Cute Devil Dress

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Current revision as of 20:29, 15 June 2017

You feel in a rather playful mood today, so you decide to dress the part. You point at your black little dress: it makes you look younger and deceptively innocent. Combine that with your less-than-innocent character and you fondly call the result 'the little devil effect'. Though you would teach anyone who were to make the mistake of calling you that publicly a lesson they'd remember.

You have some great memories of the mischief you caused back when you were a natural 'little devil'. Others seem to assume you just like to break people down, but you don't really care how they take it. True, that may be a little irresponsible - but hey, not getting depressed is their job. You aren't supposed to hold their hand like little kids. That... and you couldn't stop yourself if you wanted to.

You pull yourself from your thoughts as you hear a knock on the door. "Let them in," you order one of the maids. She swiftly complies and you see a servant in the entrance.

You recognize him as one of the stable boys called Willem. You took notice of him because he seemed to genuinely care about the horses and do his best at his tasks. You personally requested the stable master to let him take care of your horse. Not that you'd ever tell him of course - it'd only go to his head.

"My, to what do I owe the pleasure?" you interrupt mockingly before he could speak up.

He stands there for a second confused by you interrupting him. "Err.. yes, your carriage has been prepared and the escort is waiting for Milady downstairs."

Giving him a puppy-dog look, you playfully reply "My-oh-my, I'm going somewhere?" The servant stands there awkwardly for a couple moments. "Uh, I think master Duran is downstairs to explain everything miss."

Urgh, Duran. Not one of your favorite characters, though capable enough in his own right. "Very well then, tell them I'll be there shortly." Deciding you don't want to end up doing something you'd regret later, you reluctantly let him escape your clutches before your inner devil pops out.

"Y-yes, milady," he blurts out happily and runs off. You let out a little chuckle and prepare to go downstairs.

Perhaps you should say your goodbyes before leaving, but they'd probably waste your time with pointless sentimentality. There's also a couple of the servants and guards you could stand to keep around you, maybe you should figure out a way to add them to your escorts.

Go convince some of the more capable servants to join you.

Go say your goodbyes to everyone.

Decide you don't want to deal with any further nuisances and head for your carriage.