The Mistress

Chapter 1

"What on earth are you going to wear tonight?" Penelope asks as I open my own wardrobe and search through its contents.

"I've saved one for a special event. Now if I could just find it." I say pushing through loads of clothes.

"Oh Agnes is it one of your extravagant ones?"

"It's one that a suitor gave me a while back, he says its from the finest material in Egypt."

"Oh my... Should I be worried?"

"Why on earth would you be worried?" I say smiling

"The last dress you wore to a social event, the dress had a huge slit up the side revealing every inch on your leg. You looked like a women from a brothel not a lady. You were the talk of the country for a month." Penelope says snickering.

"Oh that social event was a bunch of old men sitting around at a dinner table. This a ball with men from all over from all different ranks in society."

"Oh I know that's why I am even more afraid for your good name. You should at least dress like a woman of virtue"

My fingers touch the soft material of the gorgeous dress and I pull it from the wardrobe.

Penelope gawks " that will show your whole breast."

"Not all of it. Just most."

"The red silk fabric will look lovely with your golden hair." Penelope says

"I have one that will look absolutely angelic on you." I say to Penelope and pull out an emerald green dress that will go fabulously with her auburn hair.

"Oh I couldn't." She says

"I insist, it's our night to shine, and this dress will look extravagant on you." I say handing the dress to her "now help me with my corset."

She laces up my corset over my underclothes and pulls it tight I exhale. And look in the mirror

"A little bit tighter" I say.

"Tighter? You won't be able to breath properly if you go any tighter. " Penelope says.

"You know how it goes, beauty is pain and I want to look slender." I say looking at myself

"You are naturally slender Agnes! You'll look like a twig."

"Pull me tighter and stop giving me so much trouble." I say commandingly

"Alright." She says and gives me another good yank.

I exhale again "ahh perfect."

"That looks extremely uncomfortable." Penelope says.

"I suppose you will be dressing for comfort tonight." I state

"Well I will certainly be able to breath."

"I can breath well thank you very much. Now let me do your hair." I say holding up the brush.

"She sighs, we should be worried about Isabel and her appearance." Penelope states.

"We will, in time. But let's worry about ourselves for once. When we are finished we will go to Isabel."