Castle News

17-10-2009

It was a day of celebration, that had continued well into the wee hours of the following day. Lady Cheryl's birthday started early in the morn with the sound of pages arriving with scrolls containing greetings from far and wide, as well as visitors who lived nearby leaving calling cards.

Sir Trevor kissing her adieu, promised that he would hasten through his duties and return to the castle to ensure that all would be perfect for his love, when later in the evening their guests were due to arrive. They had especially been chosen for being gentle Knights and Ladies who were close to our Lady's heart.

After his departure, Lady Cheryl set her maidservant, Lena, about the castle with instructions to make sure that everything would be clean and shining. As always happened the maidservant tested our Lady's patience, misinterpreting her instructions, she unpacked the larder and cupboards, putting the contents on the floor. Calling her mistress she suggested that Lady Cheryl should be the one to repack as she never did it correctly. Not having a clue, she had in the past put the bird seed with the rice and Sorroccos food with gravies. Heaving a sigh of exasperation, our Lady ordered Lena to depart to the far regions of the castle, she would sort the cupboards and larder out herself.

Finally she was ready to to spend time on herself, and get ready for the banquet. She bathed herself in sweet oils, brushed her hair to a shining crown. She stained her lips with wild berries and pinched her cheeks to a rosy blush. Her hazel eyes were outlined with a Kohl obtained at great expense from the Far East. Choosing her perfume called Opium after an opiate that when taken muddled the brain, she dabbed it delicately between her breasts, and the inside of her elbows. The ankles were not forgotten either and a tiny drop was dabbed there too.

Finally she was ready to put on her dress she had had made and only received an hour ago from the seamstress. Gazing into the mirror, she was well pleased with the result. Slipping her stockinged feet into her pumps, she declared herself ready. Sir Trevor nodded his approval of his love. He it had to be said looked extremely handsome in his finery, tucking her hand through his arm they descended the stairs to welcome their guests as they arrived.