Post by Lady Andromeda on Sept 23, 2007 4:58:18 GMT -5
Lady Andromeda walked along the foot path the other side of the street was crowded but not this one. Behind her walked two servents in her service, a young woman with a passion to her work and another woman this time middle aged. They walked a far way back.
She eyed the Lord and Ladies who rode past in there golden carriages and carrying the stink of new money and fake and intoxicating perfume they claimed was from spain or some other forgein country. The Ladies dressed so fine that they looked horrible. The horses were many in number and smell bad.
Lady Andromeda was not like this, no she was not. She was one to walk and hunt not prance around in a golden carriage in ugly clothes with horrible smelling perfume. Yes Andromeda wore perfume but it was a light and fresh tone that was tangy in a nice way.When hunting she looked like Diane De Poitiers.
Walking along her short heels clipped the cobblestones of the path. She glanced up at one house that stood out an imposing and a brick wall covering it. She liked it, it was gothic but of Victorain era. She knew an wealthy person lived there.
The night air was fresh like an lovers night. She stopped infront of them house and glanced back at her servents. They were in her service but they lived well and all were happy. She ran a hand threw her pulled dark hair and her dark eyes twinkled. The dress she was wearing hugged her and was tight at the right places. Drawing men's eyes. She looked beautiful.