The Lady

Walking

She strides down the room of marble tile. Her white and red dress skimmed the floor softly. She can worry about dirt later.

The guest go quiet and stop to stare at her beautiful features. Her light brown skin shown in the light and her red lipstick glowed. The curls of her hair twist behind her head in a diamond clip.

The eyeshadow is dark as coal with gold lining and her nails polished beautifully. She was like a angel in the room. The eligible bachelor's smile graciously at more than her beauty but the way she carried oneself.

The Lord swelled with pride of her pleasing apearence to add some excitement to the event. As his wife filled with envy but reconization. The young lady bowed her head swiftly and stared in the eye of the Lady.

"Oh, how the pleasure of meeting you Lady Ambell." She softly spoke with a small smile.

"As do I Lady" Lady Ambell responded coldly. Her husband Lord Edgar gave The Lady a warm look. "Enjoy your evening." He sweetly tells her and whisks away his wife to a group of important people.

The Lady turns towards the crowd and glides across the floor. She takes a place leaning aainst the wall smiling graciously and being kind. The guest swarm on the marble dance floor.

The marble statues on the wall gleam beautifully and food is piled high and deliciously. The bachelor's winks and whisper about her in eagerness.
But she stands by the beautifully carved wall.

As a angel she gives a soft smile towards the Lady Ambell who was caught staring at her.
And all through the night women and men got drunk,some couples left off with mischief. While others just dance the night away.

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The mersi estate burns to the ground. Ashes float in the winter air and fills with the taste of heat. Blood drips from chair Lord Edgar favors. A dagger made of wood not to far away from his corpse.

On the upstairs bedroom the bruises on the neck of the Lady from purple. The blue of her lips shines in the fire light. The nearby nursery seems untouched yet the crib was set aflame.

The four maids and manservant huddled on the snow some hoping that the owners and their child run out safe.
But there is no sign as the structure starts to fall.

In the midst of destruction and falling ash a dark figure sweeps across the snow. The snowflakes gently fall to the ground.
A woman, with a large black hooded cape looks back from the edge of the Wood at her destruction. Her white and red dress peeks from the bottom with the hood of the capes shadow covers a large upper portion of her face.

She walks away guided by the moonlight into the woods. A branch snatches her hood and tugs her back. The woman gasps and pulls her hair and hood free.

But something falls on the ground. She pulls her hood back on her head and carefully but swiftly as a fox races deep into the woods.

But there sits a beautiful diamond hair clip that lays upon the white snow.

A small hint
That no one really recognize from their fill of liquor.

The Lady.

Lady Autumn.