The school was a rather nice place, it was clad in such brilliant colors. Bright white with shining gold and royal reds and purples. It was a school fit for a king. That thought brought a smile to the young maid’s lips. Her raven hair brushed along her delicate face. Evelyn was quite the pretty girl, her skin a fain porcelain, her eyes the brightest emerald most had ever seen, her hair as black as a crow. Her frame was just as delicate as a princess, she stood at a short 5’2” well-endowed and the hips of someone who would make a wonderful mother. Eve glanced along her school, it was silly to think of it in that way, but it was. She took care of almost everything. It was her and a couple male butlers. Eve took care of the cleaning, cooking, and took care of the students when they had them. She was quite the mystery to most, she had a bubbly personality though spoke about herself very little, though she was friendly she seemed almost withdrawn from everyone. Being around so many people with elements seemed to bother her at times, but she would always keep the brightest of smiles.
The school now had royals in it, the royals from the elemental kingdoms, they were inside her school following the basic procedures and testing in the mystery room. She sat along the wall for a moment takinctg in a short breath, it was nice to have a moment to herself, but all in all she was wanting to make all of those royals happy. When she was younger she was way too use to wondering what it was like to have an element, to know the grace of such power, but in recent days she found happiness in something else. Something that didn’t have. A cool hand brushed along her skin, as her cheeks tinted a bright pink. She took solstice in the oddest of comforts, but she wouldn’t tell a soul. Finally a person from Hecate would have something that known of those royals could ever have. It was specific to her and her father, and this made her proud. “Father, have I finally made you proud?”
Her lips twitched a bit as she felt her emotions spike towards sadness, at the realization that her father wouldn’t see, not now at least. Slowly she pushed herself off the wall and began to walk towards the office in the back with the name plate “Head Mistress”. Without a word she knocked on the door then slowly slipped into the room. With a smile she walked over the board in there and began writing.
Stage 1: Examination and Rankings- Complete
Stage 2: Room and Vanity: Complete
Stage 3: Plan the Event- In progress
plopping down on a chair she took hold of the quill pen and a piece of parchment and began writing while nibbling on her lip. “Maybe, we should do something fun for the girls.” She paused for a long moment and leaned back in the chair. “How fun would a ball be for the boys though?” Eve was use to planning festivities, so this was no big deal, but she wasn’t use to royals. Her elbow rested along the table as her cheek rested on her palm. Her raven hair fanned out around her face and fell along the table. A ball…
Her emerald eyes fluttered close for a moment as she nibbled on her lower lip slowly. Visions played through her mind, her in a beautiful flowing gown that clung to her figure as she danced with the most gorgeous man she could imagine. They twirled around in the night under the lights of the ballroom. She sighed slowly pulling herself out of her fantasy. “Pfft… I’m just a maid… “she said sarcastically and began to write ideas for the ball. The ball she only wished she could be a princess in.