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    Who Do You Think I Am? [8/20|Jenner & Roselin]

    All she'd been doing is shopping and apparently that was the wrong thing to do around here. One minute she was being offered a different selection of saddles to shop from and the next she was being shoved into a laundry room. It was halfway into the castle when she paused to start asking questions and at that moment the guards had lifted her from her feet and hauled her down a staircase. Rose kicked and screamed the whole way, making a scene, but she did notice that the servants they passed cowered in corners and against walls.

    There were two women in the room already, doing wash, and they attempted to scoot themselves away from Rose while she made a scene. "What are you trying to do? I'm a Lady! I don't do chores!" She flipped a wash bucket over with her foot as she kicked it at the guards. "Who do you think I am!?"

    Her mind was racing all the while she was causing a scene. She wasn't supposed to be here. In fact she wasn't supposed to leave Chatlawn Hills for any reason. She hadn't told anyone she was leaving so no one knew where she was and boy would Elston be mad when he found out. If he found her. If these men didn't keep her here against her will. She was in so much trouble.

    "Who is your lord? I demand to speak with him this minute!" She stomped her feet as she shouted and her red hair flew about her shoulders while she shook her head with rage. "This minute!"

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    When the guardsmen approached, the sound of Roselin's protests could easily be heard over the foot traffic that moved about the halls of the keep. The women tried to keep themselves busy, and none of them met his gaze, though he did catch them looking at each other with knowing smiles. Closing his eyes against the racket as the man strode up to him, Jenner opened them and spoke softly. "Yes?"

    The man looked a little nervous and wrung his hands as he composed himself. "Well...ummm...my lord, you see..." The man was not sure what to do or say. Normally, the new servants were not so angry or loud, and he was quite concerned that his master would be upset. "It's the new girl, sir," he said, finally gathering the wits to speak intelligibly. "She's quite upset," he went on.

    As the screaming resumed, Jenner placed a finger to his ear and wiggled it, as though relieving some pain that had just arisen. "Do you think? Here I thought she was just outgoing." Pushing the man aside, much to his relief, Pavon strolled toward the laundry room. This happened, from time to time, but mostly with girls who were crying too hard to work. Life in the nest took some getting used to, and no doubt the new girl just needed to be reassured that she was in no trouble.

    Entering the room, Jenner saw the red-headed girl mid-fit, and observed for a moment, putting his back to the door and rubbing his chin. She was so busy railing on the guards, that she didn't see him enter, and the serving girls beside her put their heads down at his approach. As he watched, he noticed that she was an attractive sprite. Taller than he was used to, but she carried the height with grace. When she wasn't stomping her foot anyway. She was dressed too well to be a herder's daughter, and Jenner was forced to wonder how she had ended up here.

    When she had demanded twice to see him, he kicked off the door and took a leisurely stroll around one of the washtubs. Smiling at the two servants he passed, and nodding his head, he finally turned his attention to the young damsel who looked as though she were about to burst. "Is all this ruckus necessary," he asked, in a cool and quiet tone. "Sound travels well enough here that you don't need to scream." Stopping a few feet from her, Jenner sighed. "Why are you not washing? And why are you not properly dressed," he asked, folding his hands behind his back.
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    "Is all this ruckus necessary,"

    "Are you kidding me? Yes this is necessary! I was told they would sell me a higher quality saddle and now I'm here being told to do your wash!" Rose had a way of talking with her hands. She pointed, she flailed, and she never lowered her tone. Dramatic was her niche and she would never say anything different or have less said about her. "What the hell is going on here?"

    "Sound travels well enough here that you don't need to scream."

    The man that stood in front of her was way too calm for this situation. Maybe he didn't understand it? That had to be it, he didn't get what she was saying. Rose took in a deep breath and lowered her tone but not before stepping toward the 'lord' of this castle. "What I don't need is this, whatever this is! I came to your city for the promise of fine leather and I'm not sure they know what that is." She pointed at the men that dragged her here and glared.

    The comment had flown right over her head but it seemed to circle back around and made room to finally sink in. "And why are you not properly dressed," She took a moment and looked around her. Each of the woman that had set to work avoiding her were dressed the same. Low cut in the neckline and high hems around the knees. As much as Rose wanted to keep looking she turned back to the man who'd just entered the room and gave him a cautious look.

    "Who are you?"

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    For the most part, Jenner enjoyed a bit of spirit in his household. Sadly, it never lasted more than a couple weeks. There was a maudlin resignation that fell over most of the girls, when they realized they were now residents of the Nest. Perhaps this one would be different, but Pavon somehow doubted that. Casting his glance around the room, Jenner did not spy Violet, and he wondered silently why his men would bring the new woman into the washing room before she had been properly vetted by his most trusted servant.

    "I understand that you have concerns," he told her, his voice still measured with a bit of calm. After all, she wasn't like to escape from the room where he was standing, and his men were stationed outside of. "But, I'm sure that by this time tomorrow, everything will be clearer after," he began, but cut himself short when it was clear that she was about to lash out again. Holding his hand up to belay her, he smiled and turned his hands upwards to show his palm in an expression of peace.

    Clearing his throat, he folded his hands back behind him once more. Waiting for her to look about the room, he anticipated the question, and smiled. "I am Jenner Pavon," he said simply. "Lord of Lawnbury." Ignoring the other women, who were slowly going back to work, Jenner raised an eyebrow at her. "And who might you be, other than the impetuously loud girl who came here to buy a fine saddle?"

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    This man's calm demeanor was really starting to piss Rose off. "I'm not staying here another minute." She leaned closer to the man, hands on her hips, and informed him of how exactly this situation would end. He would have no say and she would leave here as quickly as she was dragged in. She noticed him scanning the room for something or someone but she would not give him the satisfaction of anymore questions than she needed to ask.

    So he was the lord of this castle, well according to her kidnappers, she wasn't naive enough to believe everything she was told. Elston taught her better than that. "I am Lady Roselin Yarwood. The sister of Lord Elston Yarwood of Chatlawn Hills." She spoke as the woman of privilege that she was and she never tuned down the cocky attitude for any reason so she wouldn't start now. "I don't know who your men thought I was but I will be leaving here, purchasing my saddle, and then going back to my home."

    She corrected her posture, dusted her skirts, and made it obvious to Jenner that she was ready to leave. "So I must thank you for your hospitality and your exciting, if not offensive, adventure into your home."

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    If her movements were meant to intimidate her host, Jenner would be sorry to inform her of her failure. In fact, as she pressed in on him, rather than flinch, he simply looked down, anticipating her to pull a hand from her hip and jam an index finger into his chest. But when she didn't, he simply regarded the tops of her breasts casually, as if trying to gauge what they might look like free from her dress. It would appear that she was in a rush to leave. Pavon was sorry to hear that.

    When she identified both herself and her brother, the reason for the uproar became abundantly clear. As a rule, his men were under orders to avoid taking nobles into his home, but must have assumed that given her lack of escort, that she was simply the daughter of a wealthy merchant. Regardless, Jenner could not take the chance on her running back to her brother, ranting about her visit to Lawnbury, and thereby exposing his well maintained operation here in the Nest. When she mentioned her intention to still purchase a saddle, the man nearly laughed out loud. In an attempt to stifle it, he had to turn his face and cough lightly into his hand.

    Raising his eyes and casting them about again, he finally saw the woman for whom he had been searching. "Obviously, there has been some sort of mistake, Lady Yarwood," he told her. "Oh Violet," he called over the din, waiting patiently for his assistant to arrive. As she strode to him, he smiled back at Rose. "I'm afraid that Lady Yarwood has arrived here by some accident," he told the other woman.

    As Rose moved to right herself, Jenner stepped into her, not forcefully, but with enough awkward proximity to make the girl step back. Taking another half-step, he smiled at the Yarwood girl, just as her knees buckled when they hit the rim of the wash basin. He gave her a sympathetic look as she realized that she couldn't halt the forces of gravity, and Jenner would later have to admit some pleasure at seeing the expression on her face just before she crashed into the soapy water.

    Not bothering to see the result of her flailing, Jenner turned on a heel. "Clean her up," he said to Violet. "She refuses to wash linens apparently, so have her start with the fireplace in my chambers." He closed the door behind him, just in time to hear more muffled screams from the laundry room.

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    The woman known as Violet had been at the other end of the Nest when the screaming had started. When word finally reached her that she was needed to deal with a new girl, she hadn't thought much of it except to wonder why she hadn't known there was going to be a new girl at all. Usually she had some bit of forewarning, but she supposed there were always exceptions. Nearing the laundry rooms, though, made Violet question just who they'd pulled in, since by the sounds of it someone was either pitching a righteous fit, or perhaps giving birth to an extremely large baby.

    A small crowd had gathered, and Violet was just pushing through when Lord Pavon called for her. Finally arriving at his side, she didn't immediately speak, instead taking in the appearance of the woman before her. She was dressed very well, and would have been quite beautiful if she hadn't twisted her face into enraged knots.

    "I'm afraid that Lady Yarwood has arrived here by some accident."

    She nodded, absorbing the full intent of the simple sentence. Yarwood was a well-known noble family, and one of their closest neighbors. That one of their number had been brought into the Nest created more complications than she even wanted to consider. The men who were responsible for bringing Lady Yarwood in were going to be made very keenly aware of how little she appreciated their mistake.

    With a bit of a cringe, Violet watched as Jenner intimidated the woman, pushing her without needing to lay a finger on her, and causing her to tumble backward into one of the wash basins. No one dared laugh, and some of the girls barely stopped working, as Jenner turned away from the situation and left his instructions.

    In truth, Mari felt bad for the girl. If Lord Pavon decided she was to stay, she was to stay, which meant her life as she knew it was, for the most part, over. For many of the girls who came into Jenner's service that was more a blessing than a curse, but for the few who had come from better situations it could be like a prison sentence. Reaching out with both hands, Mariana made ready to help the woman up. In truth, this was the woman's first test; Violet was the judge of every woman in Jenner's service, and how she ranked them designated not only the work they would be doing, but how easy their lives would be. She was curious how this one would fare.

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    She didn't even have the chance to scream when her butt hit the soapy water that had sat in a basin behind her. Rose hit hard and winced as her back and shoulders hit the hard sides of the wash basin she landed in. Furious didn't describe her. Not now. She was beyond angry at Lord Pavon and she was scrambling to try to get out of the bucket when the woman that had just joined them reached down and tried to help her up.

    It took a moment and Roselin eyed the new woman in her presence. She couldn't decide who to trust anymore. Reaching up and taking the assistance offered to her she couldn't believe that Jenner had done such a thing to her. This situation was far beyond anything she'd ever heard of in her entire life. "I have never been treated in such a horrific way. When my brother hears about this, you can be sure he will tell the King as we are family." There was a tear in her eye but Rose would not cry.

    Shaking her arms, as she held them out to her sides, she was dripping wet and her hair had been ruined. What used to be bright wet curls looked like rat tails as they clung to her shoulders. Rose looked up to the one Jenner called 'Violet' and suddenly a deep seeded fear made her stomach sink. "I'm not getting out of here am I?" It radiated from the women around her, pity, and the looks on their faces gave it away. She was trapped.
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    Violet stood, unflinching, as the girl in the wash bucket appraised her. She could see the same question flicker across her face that she had seen in countless women that had come before - whether to trust her. She had wondered the same thing, when she'd met the dame of the household, and had gone through the same process of adjustment that now faced the sodden girl in front of her. As she gripped the girl's hands and pulled, she stepped back to avoid being splashed as the contents of the basin were now largely all over the floor. A glance to one of the other workers and then to the basin saw it removed to be refilled, leaving Roselin to drip in the middle of an empty bit of floor.

    "I have never been treated in such a horrific way. When my brother hears about this, you can be sure he will tell the King as we are family."

    Brave words, but Violet was unmoved. Her face remained passive, a sort of sympathetic calmness about her, that was neither comforting nor threatening.

    "I'm not getting out of here am I?"

    "That's not up to me," she said plainly, speaking the honest truth. There was a chance, albeit a very small one, that Lady Yarwood would be able to leave the Nest freely. But it would only come at Lord Pavon's offering, and that was not likely to happen unless she earned it. Being a lady of a highborn house would either work in her favor or significantly against it; Violet really had no way of telling, as there wasn't a precedent.

    "Ellie, could you fetch a change of clothes?" The girl in question nodded, pausing only long enough to size Lady Yarwood up, before scuttling off. "She'll probably be back before you're peeled out of all that," she said, looking at the girl's sodden clothes and approximating just how many layers of soaked, heavy fabric there were. "I promise your clothes will be seen to with the utmost care. Would you like a hand?"
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    "I ..." Rose paused. Her beautiful dress was as a second skin at this point. Suctioned to her body in ways that made her not only feel dirty but ... Ugly. She let her arms fall to her side and she looked back to the woman who were trying their hardest not to look at her. They were just working along as if this mindless work were just second nature to them now. Rose pressed her lips into a thin line before she looked back to the woman who offered her help.

    I am the King's cousin for fucks's sake. No she wouldn't say it out loud. At this point name dropping wouldn't save her, she could tell it by the woman's voice. I'm trapped. And she'd never see her brother ever again. Her defeat didn't mean she'd lost everything and her dignity was something she still had, well that was what she thought until she realized she'd need help undressing now. Not only the fact that she'd need help but that this stranger would be helping her.

    Resigned, Rose sighed and nodded. "Yes. I do believe I'll need help."

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    Watching her face, Violet could almost see the moment where the woman's spirit began to break. At first she had thought she'd have a fight on her hands with this one, but it was beginning to seem like she'd have to do more to keep the girl from falling into a fit of depression. She could hardly blame her, though; if she really was a noble, then the life she was facing down was certainly much different than the one she had left behind, and not necessarily different in a good way.

    "My name is Violet. I'm in charge of maintaining the staff in Caeli Nidos." She kept her movements slow and deliberate as she approached the woman, in an effort to seem as non-threatening as possible. Violet could be gentle and tender when she wished to be, although the girls that had crossed her or Lord Pavon generally had a different opinion on her. Stepping up behind her, Violet began to undo the laces which held the woman's dress on, her nimble fingers tugging at the wet fabric. "The circumstances of your arrival were out of my control, just as any decision on your departure is. But while you're here, it's my job to keep you in line and doing as Lord Pavon requires, as well as to see to your well-being and comfort."

    Mari imagined that the words she was speaking right now weren't of any comfort to the woman she was currently undressing, but she felt it was important to provide what information she could. Some people did better in uncomfortable situations if they had some base of knowledge to work on; she hoped, for everyone's sake, that this woman was one of those people. "What shall I call you?"

    Laces finally undone completely, Mari turned to one of the other girls. "Stoke up the fire in the stove a bit, would you?" Despite the heat of the day, the castle remained a fairly comfortable temperature, but it could perhaps be uncomfortably cool for a woman in so many layers of wet fabric. Reaching up, she pushed the thick material of the dress over Lady Yarwood's shoulders, her fingers surprisingly gentle when they brushed against the woman's pale skin. "If you could pull your arms out of the sleeves, I think you're nearly free from the first layer." She kept a hold on the woman's shift, so that she wouldn't be unnecessarily exposed when the top half of the dress was around her waist.

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    She'd run away plenty of times. Gone off on shopping trips without letting Elston know. He'd reminded her to not be the type of girl who begs for trouble to come to her doorstep. In hindsight that was the best advice she'd ever received. If only she would have listened. She was frustrated but most of that came from the fact that she now knew that if she didn't run away she wouldn't have been here now. Now as this random woman named Violet unlaced her dress she wondered what the hell she was thinking. She could have waited for her brother to take her shopping. She should have waited.

    Her voice came out weak but she would still remember her manners, this woman had done nothing to her, and in this situation it was probably best not to burn bridges. "It is a pleasure to meet you Violet." So she was now under her care? Under her direction. She wasn't sure how she felt about it but at this moment she was embarrassed so she was sure that this situation would change her view on many things as time went on.

    "My ... " She was going to say 'my friends' but she didn't have any of those. "My brother calls me Rose." She would have shrugged if she had the will to. But she didn't. "Rose is fine."

    Violet instructed her to remove her arms from her sleeves and Rose did so in sort of a daze. She just kept thinking over and over that she'd never see her home ever again. She was trapped here at the mercy of Lord Pavon. Maybe even Violet's as she couldn't be sure that the woman was actually telling her any sort or variation of the truth. The woman made sure that Rose's under layer did not slip off as she peeled her arms out of the wet fabric. It was just a thought, but for some reason she spoke it out loud, "This is one of my favorite dresses."

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    "Rose," Mari repeated, confirming with a bit of a smile on her face. They were a regular flower garden, the two of them. Only it would seem that even a rose would have more voluntary movement than this girl did. She moved as though she were mindless, following Violet's words, but making no move to do any more. Violet wasn't quite sure what to make of her yet. Just moments ago she'd been full of fire and life, and yet now her demeanor couldn't have been more different. While everyone seemed to struggle a bit at first, but where Violet had expected a fight, it would seem she'd have more work trying to motivate Rose to do much of anything.

    Kneeling, Mariana spread her arms and took the bottom hem near the side seams in her hands, and carefully she peeled it up. "Arms up," she said when she reached Rose's waist, and then a moment later the redhead was freed from the weight of her fine dress. Immediately Mari took it by the shoulders and let it hang from her hands, admiring it as she moved to lay it across a drying table. "It's a gorgeous dress," she said with genuine admiration. "It's easy to see it's very high quality. You have fine taste, Rose." It was only a pity that she wouldn't have much of an opportunity to take advantage of her eye for style anymore.

    Gesturing to a modesty screen that separated off a corner of the room, Mari put a gentle hand on the small of Rose's back, as if a nudge would be necessary to remind the girl she could move. "If it would make you more comfortable, you can finish undressing over there. Ellie should return in a moment with your new clothes. I can assist you with any laces or fastenings you may have trouble with." She stepped away, turning her attention momentarily toward the girls who were cleaning up the mess that had been made when the wash basin had been swiftly emptied.

    "Do you have any questions? I'll answer honestly any question I can."

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    Mariana complimented her dress and Rose smiled lightly. Though her lips moved her eyes did not smile back and she thanked the woman for her kind words. "It was made just for me." Her voice still flat as the words left her lips. Rose watched as the woman looked over her dress and allowed the thought that she'd never see it again settle into her brain.

    Rose nodded to Violet and walked behind the screen she was offered. The girl returned quickly with what the Yarwood woman was expected to wear and she stared at it wide eyed as it was draped over the screen in front of her. It was what she'd seen on the other girls in the washroom. Obscenely low in the chest and terrifyingly high around the rear. I am to wear this!? Thoughts raced through her mind, what would Elston think? He wouldn't be able to find a lord to marry her after it came forth that she'd worn something like this. The thought was horrifying and for a moment Rose stood, frozen, just staring at the garment.

    The voice of Mariana brought her out of the haze and as a result Rose remembered she was supposed to be undressing. As polite as the woman was it was obvious that she was taking her orders from Jenner and he was the man who has, as of this moment, ruined her life. "I suppose not ..." She paused and then thought of one question. "Is he ... expecting me to wear this and do house chores?"

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    "Is he ... expecting me to wear this and do house chores?"

    Through some miracle, Mariana avoided smirking. "Yes," she said evenly, giving no indication about her own opinion on the matter. "He expects each of us to be clean and uniformed when we report to work each day. There is a large variety of work which must be done to keep the house running well, and he will expect you to do your part. He does not tolerate laziness." These were the same rules that each girl was told when they arrived, although whereas most would consider it simply a code of conduct, Mariana expected that to Roselin, it was more like a death sentence. "There will be a few spare uniforms in your room." Violet's own uniform was quite like the one that Roselin had been handed, although it consisted of more fabric; the skirt was longer, although just as tight, and had a slit up the back so that her mobility was unhindered. The crisp white blouse was long enough to tuck into the skirt, and rose higher in the front, although the laces which began about halfway up the front were loosely tied, revealing a tantalizing hint of cleavage.

    "You will have two roommates, and at least for now you will also be working with them so that you can learn Lord Pavon's preferred way of doing things." Although Rose seemed overwhelmed, Mariana thought she might appreciate some warning when it came to the expectations of her. "In time you will be trusted to work alone if you wish, and you will be given the opportunity to choose your work, although those perks will only come after you have proven yourself competent in the tasks assigned to you."

    She paused to let all that sink in before she continued. "Lord Pavon has instructed you begin with the fireplace in his room, but as it is customary that new recruits be given their first day to acclimate before they begin work, I trust he will not expect you there immediately. When you're finished changing, I'll show you to your room, and then you shall be shown other important parts of the house." Rose would have to know where the lavatories were, and the various areas of the castle where the majority of their work was carried out. She would also have to be able to find Lord Pavon's rooms when she was called, and the dining rooms, both staff and formal. Mariana could only hope that the girl would be able to retain at least some of the information that was being tossed at her.

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    While Violet answered her question, Rose slipped into the dress. As she had predicted she would need help with the laces and immediately Roselin was worried it was too short, that everyone would be able to see her. Every inch of her. She slowly stepped out from behind the screen and attempted once more to squish her breasts down into the dress. This was degrading, she felt dirty and as if she were spoiled goods. Her hair was still dripping in places as she sheepishly approached Violet.

    "I suppose I'm glad I'll be given time." She finally answered, resigned, her voice weak. "I've never had to lift a finger in my life." Maybe Rose was repeating herself now but she didn't really care. She was a prisoner now and she would do what was asked of her so she could get out of the more disgusting chores. "What will happen to me if I'm no good at all this?" She just had to ask.

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    Mariana looked Rose over with a discerning eye as she emerged from behind the screen. Ellie was usually very good at estimating size, but it seemed she'd paid too much attention to waist and hip size and not enough to the size of the endowments the clothes were meant to contain. "We'll have to get you properly sized..." she said, as if she were making notes in her mind. "Every so often we get a girl whose uniforms need tailoring, but it's easy enough to do. Later, though." It would be a task for tonight, at least for one full uniform; Violet would simply not send a girl in ill-fitting clothes to Jenner.

    Stepping behind Rose, Mariana picked up a towel from one of the piles of clean linens and scrunched up Rose's hair, drying it gently so that it no longer dripped. Then, with deft fingers, she twisted it back from her face on either side, braiding it to lay down her back. The glorious curls that Rose had worn when she'd arrived had gone limp from the soaking, but at least now she looked less...damp. That done, Mari took hold of the bottom hem of Rose's skirt and tugged, settling it in to place before tightening and tying off the laces.

    Rose's words, while perhaps said to garner sympathy, gained her none in Mariana's eyes. In her world, a person's worth, and the respect they earned, was based on their ability to pull their own weight. She knew it was different for the oh-so-mighty nobility, but she could not wrap her mind around it. If a person never worked, what good were they doing?

    "You will learn," she said simply in response to Rose's question. "I have never yet met a person incapable of learning. Unwilling, perhaps, but not incapable." Time would only tell which category Rose would fall into, although Mariana hoped, for Rose's sake, that she would not be unwilling.

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