Illicit

Goodmorning

You begin your day as normal, awakening in your soft sheets and being greeted by your Workers. "Good morning, lady Wellman" you glanceover to see the person you look forward to seeing each morning, Timothée, "good morning timothée" you respond "you know you don't have to call me lady wellman, you are  permitted to call me by my first name" he smiles at you and says "alright Anna, then it seems unfair to have you call me Timothée you can just call me Timmy"

    He takes your hand and assists you out of bed and stands near your stand up wash. He starts to pour warm water into the bowl, he sets down the pitcher and looks at you like you are the most gorgeous thing to walk the earth, you know you can't love him and he can't love you, it's unlawful. You smile at him and say "privacy please sir?" "oh of course" he says quickly, proceeding out of the room. As you're washing your hair you realize how attractive Timothée really is, the way he lights up the room each day, and how glad you are to see his face first thing in the morning. Once you've finished rinsing your hair, you call timothée back into your room. As he enters you hand him your golden hair brush and he begins to softly comb your hair, he starts to move your hair out of the way of your neck, you can see him admiring you in the reflection of the mirror, butterflies fill your stomach and climb up your throat and shivers shake down your spine, when you looked up to see him smiling at your face in the mirror, your father opened your bedroom door. You and Timothée jump as your father stared "are you almost ready Anna" he asked "uhm yes" you say scared at the fact that he might have say the way you and Timothée looked at each other "okay, the guests will be arriving soon." Timothée gives you a confused look as your father exists. "You're having guests?" he asked "Yes, it's no one important, just a few of my friends from boarding school" he finished brushing through your hair and existed the room so the maids could dress you. Your most favored maid walks in the room "Good morning Lady" "good morning Alice" Alice picks out your dress and begins to put it on you, as she's assisting you, you two spike conversation "I see how you look at Timothée" "i have no idea what you're referring to" you say sarcastically "oh dear, only
love causes people to give one another that look, that was the look of true love, it's unfortunate you can never be together" you turn to her and.   ask "why is it so wrong for a woman to be with her worker, if we truly love each other there should be no disapproval"
"well a lady like you deserves a rich man who can provide for you and your children"
"what if Timothée got a better job?"
"darling, he was born into a poor family, there is no way he could acquire a stable job on his own"
she finished dressing you and you begin your way downstairs for breakfast as the guests will soon arrive.