Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24038198-20130711213638/@comment-24038198-20130714015008

Elysia sat. It was a very comfortable chair... She waited, not daring to make chit-chat with Lady Halcyon. That thing she said about Elysia being a servant had been somewhat odd in Elysia's mind. But still she sat with the stranger that healed her wound, offered to take her into her home, and was now having a dress made for her. Almost an hour later, but not quite, Marcelle called Elysia into a small room to put the dress on. After she had it on, she looked in the mirror. Elysia couldn't believe how she looked. The dress made her look so much more... She didn't even know the words. She liked it. But somehow, she still liked her other dress better. She loved how it made her look. She would have to ask Lady Halcyon to let her keep both. She walked out of the small room and waited for Lady Halcyon's reaction. She hoped she was pleased. "Is this good?" She asked.