A fallen angel

Chapter 1

Esmes POV:

As I awoke I noticed that all the maids were already up and on duty. I've slept in! Oh my the Lady is going to kill me! I've only managed to be here for a week and I've already fucked up. I leaped out of bed and rushed to get ready. As I went to grab my brush from my bedside table I noticed a letter. As I read it my heart plummeted.

Meet me in my chambers as soon as you awake
Lady D.

This is the day I'm going to die! I know it. I never had the best life but I was hoping for a change. Guess that's never going to happen. I left as soon as I was ready as I know you shouldn't keep the Lady waiting. All the maids were looking at me with expressions of either hatred or disgust. I have no clue why they hate me so much but making friends was never my strong suit so I never decided to challenge it. I know I would probably never see them again after the massive mistake I made this morning. My heart was beating out of my chest as approached the Lady's chambers. I said one last prayer to god and knocked on the door.

"Come in dear" The tone of her voice confused me. She sounded concerned. I thought she was going to sound angry considering she's about to send me to my death bed. I didn't keep her waiting so I walked into her room. She was sat reading a book in front of a fireplace. She turned to look at me noticing I was in the room. "Come take a seat, I want to talk to you." Can she get my death over and done with. Maybe she likes to take her time, keeping her entertained. I don't know but I'm panicking. I sat down and looked at the floor waiting for my demise. "Darling look at me." I started to ramble on about how sorry I was that I woke up late until she shushed me. "Don't worry about that sweetie. I actually wanted to check in on you because you look very sleep deprived and frail. I want to make sure you're okay. What's going on." Okay this is weird. She's not going to kill me? Um how do i tell her I'm not okay? Should i just lie? I think that's the best way to do it. "I'm fine My Lady. Don't worry about me." I hope she believes me. "Are you sure? You can take the day off if you really need it sweet pea. I don't want you passing out on me." The other maids would be suspicious if i took the day off and I have a lot of chores to do. "I'm fine honestly Mistress." "Okay well I'll check in on you later and see how you are. If I feel you're not fit enough for your chores, I'll pull you from them. Okay?" Why is she being so caring? "Okay My Lady." "You're dismissed." Finally this is over.

I leave and go straight to the linen room to start the washing for the day. That conversation was so weird. Why is she caring about me? Why didn't she drain me for sleeping in? I'm so confused. Instead of thinking I carry out my chores for the day knowing that the Mistress would be checking on me later in the day.