A Victorian Secret

Okay this is my first time on this, and I had a good story, and I sadly deleted it (by accident!) And I'm young so, don't hurt me!

Elizabeth unrolled the rug from it's rolled up position. The chairs were already set up, down a long table. The curtains had been drawn, the food made, and the candles flickering softly.

Elizabeth stood, walked off of the rug onto the wooden floor, and left the dining room and entered the drawing room. A room full of woman is the first thing she saw. She smiled. "Ladies?" The women looked up. "Please follow me into the dining area, where we will be served with fine food, and have a chat."

The women ended their conversations, and stood, following Elizabeth into the dining room. The house fit the woman easily, the estate being one of the biggest in the city of London. The woman ate silently, waiting for Elizabeth to speak. Elizabeth felt special. At the age of 17 and since their boss, Abigail, happened to be visiting some friends in Brighton, she was set in charge.

"Girls?" The girls looked up eagerly. "Alright. Let's begin." Some of the women were excited, and others a look of envy. The youngest in the group were 16 or 17, the oldest in their thirties. She got chosen over them, and some were not happy. "Abigail sent me a letter. She told me of a new mission at hand." The ladies began to whisper. "Please be silent, so I may finish, and have my maids clean up." The women got quiet. "Now, Queen Victoria had a maid, Henrietta, who was recently executed." Everybody sat silent. People were executed everyday. "And Henrietta was executed for a very, very horrible reason."

This got the girls on the edge of their seats. "Henrietta was executed because Queen Victoria had her cup men, the ones who try her food so she won't get poisoned? Yes, well, she had a cup man taste a mysterious sweet she got in a parcel from Henrietta. No it had no poison, but the man, he slowly, died. The point is, the insides of him got eaten away, like some sort of acid. This is the work of a major chemist, and Henrietta has been a worker since the age of three. Queen Victoria did not hear her plea, and she was sentenced to death. Today she died."

Everyone sat in silence. Henrietta had died. Either hung, her head was cut, or she was tortured. Even Elizabeth had to sit in silence. The grandfather clock struck five, and everybody sat up suddenly. "Anyways, this case is going to be a very hard and long one. Abigail sent me a letter of recognition on who shall fulfill it."

A young lady raised her hand. "But, Beth? What is the mission?"

"Did I leave that out?" Elizabeth added. "That's because i can't give away details except to the ones who will be chosen. There are only two on this mission. This will be myself and Constance Tennyson." Constance was 20, and very beautiful. This would be her third mission in her lifetime. "While I am gone, and as well as Abigail, am missing, Bess Bonn," the twenty year old stood, "Will be taking over. Thank you."