Bloody Death

June 8th

Grace had arose at dawn and looked outside of her window. The birds flew over the buildings and houses as they sang good morning to the world. Grace breathed in the new day as her eyes closed to intensify the effect of the day. Grace's heart began to rise with hope and a dream. A dream that has not yet been fulfilled or even discovered..

Grace: Perhaps today will be different.

Grace sighed and removed her night clothes. She then changed into her work clothes and sat down on her bed.

Grace: I may be in the attic but at least it's a place to sleep.. Just think, I'll be next to my love in the royal bed and he'll hold me.

Grace dreamed on about her love until Lucy interrupted her thoughts with a knock, followed by her barging in on her.

Lucy: Grace, get up off your lazy butt and get down these stairs! You have much to do before the royal family awakens!

Grace opened one eye and looked up at Lucy.

Grace: Alright, alright. I'm coming down.

Lucy: And be sure to check Prince LaJune's room today.

Grace: Why can't Jasmine or Alice do it?

Lucy: Jasmine is not feeling well today and Alice has her own chores to worry about.

Grace: Well what about you?

Lucy: I have my own problems plus a whole lot more to worry about today. But what about you? You got two hands, two feet, two arms, two legs and two eyes that the good Lord blessed you with. He made them to be used, not to be taken for granted. And you know what I say, it's better to overwork-.

Grace: Than to not be able to work. I know, I know.. Just give me five more minutes and I promise I will be right down.

Lucy eyed her for a while and then nodded.

Lucy: Okay.. But you come down one minute late-.

Grace: I will not. I promise, I will not be late.

Lucy: Alright.. Five minutes.

Lucy left and Grace closed her eyes again. She saw her love and another woman.. The same woman he had told her about a few days before. Grace quickly arose from the horrid nightmare and raced down the steps.

Grace: Where's the broom?

Lucy: One minute early.. Better than being one minute late. Right over there, beside the table.

Grace: I got it. I shall be in the ballroom.

Lucy: Dancing?

Grace: Cleaning.

Lucy: We will see about that..

Grace rolled her eyes and went to start sweeping the palace. Lucy peered into the ballroom and was surprised to find Grace not dancing, but sweeping. Lucy knew something was wrong then but kept silent.

Lucy: Do not forget to see about Prince LaJune. He has fell ill and needs someone to care for him.

Grace: Will do.

Lucy left and thought about Grace. She wondered what was wrong with her. Grace swept and mopped the floor, then polished the China as usual. She dusted, washed dishes, made breakfast and even helped serve some people this time. One of which, was the Prince.. Grace knocked upon the door and waited.

Grace: Prince LaJune.. Are you alright?

Jermaine: Yes, you may enter.

Grace: Sire, shall I place the food behind your door instead? For the sake of your health sire, you really should allow it.