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------------------------------------------------------------------"Lilly! Come on, get up! Aunt is calling you for breakfast. She seems to be...a bit angry today."
A pair of hands pried away my blanket from my eyes and I groaned as the sunlight fell on my eyes, putting an end to my wonderful dream.
"Ella! Please, five minutes! You go, I'll come down soon!" I mumbled against my pillow as I pulled it on top of my head to escape the onslaught of the bright sun.
"But, Lil, it is already late today! Look at the time; it's thirty five minutes past seven already!"
"Yes, yes, five minutes-what?! 7:35?! And you're telling this now?!" I was late, late, late! I jerked out of bed, throwing aside the blanket and looking for my dress, which I would have to remove and put on men's clothes anyways! Blast!
Oh God, if I was to reach work on time, then I would have to skip breakfast! Not that I liked to stuff myself with only boiled potatoes and dry bread everyday, but still, food is food! It atleast kept me going until the miserable tyrant allowed me to take a lunch break!
"Ella, some help with the corset please?" Squashing myself into this infernal device made to torture women was more than getting on my nerves nowadays! Once I would establish feminism, the first thing would be to ban these bloody corsets!
My dearest, best sister skillfully tied up the laces as I squeezed myself into the dress and cursed Aunt, Captain Carter and Mr. Ambrose for making me oversleep today!
Last night I could not go to sleep even after the lecture from my aunt who had been eagerly waiting for me to know whether Captain Carter had proposed to me and I internally winced. Trust my aunt to know when a man is going to propose a woman!
Even though I had denied it vehemently, she didn't seem so convinced, and I had to applaud her 'get rid of my nieces as fast as possible' instincts to know when there was a chance for the worst one of them to get married. Thankfully, I had been let of with only a warning to be more 'ladylike and not mess up my chances with him'.
I had made my decision yesterday night after thinking it over; I was ready to wait for the idiot to accept his feelings than marry the Captain. Even though Captain Carter was perfect husband material, he wasn't mine. I just didn't feel that way towards him.
And Rick is perfect husband material, you say? Thinking about marrying him already, are we?
No! I mean...not like that..
Then how exactly did you mean it?
Will you shut up?! I'm already late without having time to argue with you!
"Thanks Ella! Bye!" I dashed down the stairs ignoring my aunt's screeching threats for her beloved niece, yours truly, to stop shouting; it was no ladylike behaviour. How ironic. How did she not notice that she was shouting at me to not shout in the house, was a mystery for me.
Tripping my way towards the shed, I changed my clothes at such a speed that I think I just made a new world record of changing out of a dress and a corset and into a tailcoat and trousers. Not that I was going to have much competition about it in the first place. Most women would not think it a talent to change from a dress into a tailcoat. Most, not me.
Applauding myself for my uniquely wonderful talent, I silently sneaked out of the creaky old gate which has not been oiled since, well ever since I came here.
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