She was awakened by a clattering of noise out side. Pulling back the voluptuous bed curtains, Jolliet grabbed for the silk cord next to the bed. She pulled it with a sharp tug and waited for her maid to enter the room. Pushing her long auburn red hair back from her face she sat up in bed. Jolliet did not have long to wait. Molly, her faithful and trusted maid, came in to the room bearing a tray ladened with biscuits, honey and hot chocolate.
The aroma filled the air and Jolliet’s stomach reminded her that she had not eaten since yesterday’s lunch. Pushing back the heavy covers she got out of bed and sat down on the couch next to the table where Molly had placed the tray.
“Will, you be wantin’ any thing else, M’Lady?” Molly asked as she pulled back the curtains letting in rays of sunshine.
Jolliet did not answer right away. She was comptenplating her newly found escape from England. The room was gloriously decorated in a variety of shades of blue. “Hmmm, Molly, I think I would like a bath. I feel absolutely bedraggled after my long trip. Oh, and please pull out my robbin egg blue dress.”
“Aye, M’Lady. I will send the footman up with hot water for ye bath.” With that Molly excited the room momentarily to give instruction to the staff below.
After pouring her self a cup of hot chocolate she leaned back on to the couch relaxing and enjoying the flavor of the drink.
Molly soon returned holding a missive in her hand, “This just arrived M’Lady”, she said as she handed the letter over to Jolliet.
Jolliet broke the seal and began to read, “Oh, Bloody Hell!” she exclaimed. Her new found peace was soon to be shattered.
