Madame Johanna was one of those ladies’ who is employed to find people a husband; she had arrived here 3 months ago with the arrival of Princess Marie, posing as one of her ladies. Most of princess Marie’s ladies had left, not because it was more proper to have Meredithian ladies in waiting, but because they had been disappointed by the lack of a marriage by the end of 1 month. At the end of the second month since her arrival, they had all left. So, here she was, some of her ladies had in fact married Meredithian men, and what was her household now consisted of Meredithian maids, our equivalent of Franchopasian ladies, and Madame Johanna.
She was a very strange character, and she dressed very weirdly, and she never went around without a hat, she even wore it inside, even the notion of it! And she always wore plumes in her hat, today they were ostrich, but somehow she was very good at finding women husbands. And now she stood before us, with a list of men she would very much like to invite.
“Your majesty,” she spoke with a lisp and had a habit of exaggerating random words, very heavily “I beseech you, listen to this, and imagine who might agree to an invitation…”
“Please, tell me” Scarlett interrupted her, she was obviously very bored “Since you have spiked my curiosity, I must know now.”
Madame Johanna took in a deep breath “Prince VAn Derleyn” she gave a little smile of satisfaction.
At the sound of the name Scarlett suddenly looked interested “And who are you planning to marry off this time?” She gave a little giggle. “Is it I?” She laughed again.
“No, of course not, silly me” Then Madame Johanna laughed as if she thought she had made a good joke, “Of course it isn’t you, your majesty, it’s her majesty Princess Marie, it’s about time she married.”
“Yes, yes, I know, is he suitable enough for her? You do know how fond I am of her, don’t you?”
“Yes, your majesty, the whole court knows that"
“Well… when can he get here?”
“As soon as he is ready, he is desperately looking for a new wife, he even contacted me about it, seeing as he knows how very successful I –“
I interrupted her “This would be an excellent match, your majesty, it would finally seal the alliance with Franchopaine, and create a new alliance with Allemandian and the lower countries”
Madame Johanna spoke again “I agree this match would be most beneficial to everybody”.
Scarlett sat down and swung her legs over the side of Meredith. She then leaned her head back and laughed. And then leaning on her elbow, she titled her body slightly forward and said “Is That So?”
My feet hurt, and so did my back, and now I would get no ( )eak because something went wrong for sir fancy pants. It always happened like that, but this was different, for once he felt like the rest of us.
That was how we always felt if we did something wrong, or if our master yelled at us and we thought of our family back home, because they relied on us, for food, water clothes, everything.
I remember mama’s face when I received the letter saying that I was offered a position in the household of Lord Stanrick, if it weren’t for her and Juliett I would give up and walk away, but I knew I couldn’t because they relied and believed in me.
Sir fancy pants was now sitting with his head in his hands, yelling, no. Shouting and screaming at his advisor, and because he was refused to go away from his apartments that meant no break, and that meant pain. He was so upset about some meeting he had had at 9 this morn that he wouldn’t even smile at the prospect of business, cheating and most importantly money. He must actually care about this person whoever it was to be in such a damned awful mood.
“My lord, studies have shown that your busi-“ His advisor, an old and very plump man who always wore a wig, didn’t even get to finish his sentence because he had to dive to the ground in order to dodge a plate.
“Good shot, my lord,” he said, his face still planted to the floor, and now he spoke with a quiver in his voice.
“DO YOU THINK I GIVE A DAMN!!!” the lord yelled, throwing another plate.
“YOU!” he shouted at me.
“Yes, my lord” I said whilst bowing.
“WOLOU!” he screamed.
His advisor hastily got up, grabbing his wig on the way. It was now very effectively squashed, and it now had pieces of plate in it. My back was hurting from the pain of bowing for so long.
Lord Stanrick took in a deep breath and then said “Do you have a love?” his voice was calmer now but it still had a definite sternness to it.
“Me?, sir” I said nervously.
“Yes, you. You stupid boy, now answer me.” He wasn’t yelling but his voice was as stern as a man’s voice could be.
“Yes, my lord” I answered.
“You do realize that as a footman you are not allowed to have a wife?”
“Yes, my lord”
“Escort my new head of household to his rooms” he said pointing at me, then staring me down very hard he said “I should except that you will be married within the year, if not what are you head of my household for?”
He then turned his back to us and we stood as still as we could.
“Now,” he said calmly “LEAVE!!!” he continued as he turned around and threw a jug this time at his advisor. We, Wolou and I, walked backwards bowing the whole time.