This is a story is about a small family who runs away from their old town to a new one to begin a new life. Little do they know what the future has in store for them.
Sadie POV (from earlier that day): I woke up early today as it was a Tuesdays everyone might wonder what was soon important that I absolutely had to get out of bed for. Well, it is quite simple Tuesdays are when the secret meetings happen. Early in the morning before the rooster caws before the sun wakes.
I climb out get changed out of my night gown into a more appropriate wear my hand maidens know I get dressed by myself on a Tuesday, so they lay out my dress for the next day beside my bed. Ido my makeup and then pull my corset as tight as I can till, I can feel my heart about to burst from the lack of oxygen. Thats how I know when my corsets tight enough. I finally pull the rest of my garments on sighing from the work. Finally, I was ready about an hour and a half had gone by which was perfect timing.
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I make my bed and walk down the long dark and dusty corridor I can barely see what's in-front of Me look for a brick on the right hand side under the frame of a painting of my grandparents once I find it I give it a quick round house kick since I don't have much power in my arms so I rely on my leg. I know it's not very lady like. It opens and I take a few steps into the dark feeling my way down nearly every step creaking under my weight even though I'm sure I'm not that heavy, I proceed down the secret stairwell to the kitchen quietly where I pick up the tray of cups and an assortment of biscuits. I add the pot of tea, milk pot with a small bowl of sugar cubes. I carry them upstairs to Fathers drawing room knocking on the door twice and then once more after a second's pause (it was our secret way of telling father I was bringing tea and there was nothing to be worried about).
The tall mahogany carved door opens for me, and I can see Alex holding it for me." Brother" I say acknowledging his presence tipping my head forward slightly bending my knees making me look like I was curtseying except my hands were holding the tray. Alex nods and shuts the door behind me. I lay take the pot of tea making individual teas on the tea tray in the corner. keeping my head bowed towards the jam coloured carpet BECAUSE IT WAS DISRESPECTFUL TO THE 'MEN' IN THE ROOM I internally roll my eyes as I hand out the teacups along with a saucer and a spoon. Alex comes beside me taking the plate of biscuits "You should do your hair and makeup by yourself more often your hand maidens don't compare to your abilities"-A "Thank you brother" I say walking past him and standing in the corner. Father begins to speak when the rooms stopped shuffling. I wait in anticipation crossing my finger behind my back, so they forget I exist and do not kick me out.
