Chapter 2
Sarah was just settled in and was ready for her first day of her new life. She had her final meal with many of the other servants in the kitchen and she was starting to feel more at home by the minute. It was a strange new place, with strange new people, but everyone was so nice. For a minute or two, she forgot that she had been sent there to work and forget about the man that had almost ruined everything for her.
She had never seen it that way, but it didn’t matter now. Sarah was sure that she would never see the man that had made her come alive before, again. It kept her up that night, the thoughts of his lips on hers and in a way she wished that she had given him what he had wanted. What he had asked for so badly, but she knew that it wasn’t going to be an option again. She was left with only the thoughts and the feel of need that it left in her body.
As she got up the next day before dawn, she made her way to the kitchen to get Mila’s breakfast. It was supposed to be served to her as the sun was coming up, so that she could eat it as the sun was rising. She would then go back to sleep for several hours, only to need help again to get dressed. It sounded like such a strange schedule, but Sarah knew that she had much to learn about people like the ones that lived in the castle. It was all so eye opening, but she first had to meet her new lady.
Sarah tried not to seem too nervous. She was worried about what Darlee had said about Mila’s moods and she didn’t want to get caught up in one of her bad ones. Instead, she smiled brightly as she set the tray of food down on the small table where she had been instructed Mila liked it to be. She was not only supposed to make sure she had breakfast, but she was actually supposed to wake her up.
She looked over at the rumpled covers and wondered where her husband was. Sarah knew that if she ever got married, there was no way that she wouldn’t want to sleep with him. It seemed strange that she would rather have her own room.
Sarah couldn’t see much of the woman as she mused about her. She could see a few light colored limbs, her legs covered in freckles and a wisp or two of her red curls were popping out of the bed covers. It was nothing to go off of. All she had was Darlee’s comments and the warning to be careful around her. She didn’t seem so bad, she thought to herself. She was rather tiny in a way, her arms and the leg poking out quite slender.
“My lady?”
The woman didn’t so much as move, making Sarah move a little closer and then repeat herself a little louder. “My lady. It is time for your breakfast.”
Mila poked her head out from under the covers and looked at the dark-skinned woman in front of her. “Who are you?”
“I am Sarah, my lady.”
“Yes, of course. I think I remember something about that. Well, I am up. Is the food where it should be?”
“Yes, my lady.”
“Then you can leave now.”
Sarah nodded, but then heard a noise coming from the darkened part of an adjoining room. Sarah looked at the area where she heard the noise, her eyes moving to Mila’s, but her green eyes just sent her away silently. Sarah knew that she had been dismissed and she left like the woman wanted her to, but there was something in the way that Mila had looked that made Sarah wonder who it was that was making the noise in her bed chambers. Was it the Lord of the house?
Her curiosity made her stall down the hallway a bit. She couldn’t be seen, but she was able to wait and see who came out of the woman’s bedroom a little while later. It was a man in his thirties with dirty blonde hair and a ruggedly handsome face. Sarah smiled to herself and figured that she had finally seen the Lord of the castle. He was quite a sight and she knew that being around him would make her lose her train of thought. Sarah was starting to wonder why Darlee had made it seem like they were not good together. They seemed very happy and the man had a relaxed look on his face as he was leaving.
She went back down to the kitchen to help out down there and wait for Mila to want her again in a few hours. Darlee was already working on the evening meal, stirring a big pot of some sort of stew.
“So how was it?”
Sarah shrugged. “She didn’t seem too bad. I saw the lord leaving a bit later and I have to say, he was not what I expected. He seemed like a man that was in a very good mood.”
Darlee looked at her a little strange and then her moment of understanding was upon her. “I would keep that bit about him to yourself if I were you Sarah. He left late last night and shouldn’t be back for a few days.”
She wasn’t sure what the old woman was talking about and she stood there for a few minutes. “Well then who was it that I saw?”
“That is what we don’t talk about. He is the one I had told you about. Just make sure you never say anything in front of the lady. She will not take kindly to it and one of her moods is inevitable.”
Sarah agreed that she would keep her mouth shut. It was strange to have been so privy to the information. It was wrong of her to think about it, but she could see why she had strayed. The man had been very good looking and he had seemed rather pleasant. Sarah wasn’t sure if she was just missing the past, but she was thinking about her own brush with romance and how badly it had ended. Instead of sneaking around in beds, Sarah was shipped away, never to know what it was really like to be touched in such a way.
“Don’t get too comfortable down here, Sarah. You have to be back upstairs in a little while and my lady does not like to be kept waiting.”
Sarah nodded. She had gotten that from the few minutes that she had been around her before. The place was starting to feel a little stranger as she learned more. Nothing was as it seemed, but Darlee was right, her ladyship was very temperamental and she seemed to keep finding new ways to make her upset the longer she was there. After the first week, Sarah was starting to wonder if she would be sent away. Sarah wasn’t sure if that would be a bad thing or not.