My Ranking Points
Lucinda POV: 9
Lucinda opened the wooden door to Elizabeth’s room just a crack; Newt had needed very specific directions to the bathroom, so Elizabeth had ended up walking down the hall and waiting for him.
She wondered if Elizabeth would be mad if she took a peek at her room without her.
“Maybe we should wait,” said Feather.
She glared at him but decided he was right; she didn’t want Elizabeth angry with her, since she was actually very tolerable, especially compared to the others.
Soon enough, Elizabeth was back, with Newt trailing behind her.
“Took you long enough,” Lucinda mumbled.
“I’ll show you my room,” Elizabeth said, as if she couldn’t hear her. She opened the door.
Inside, the huge walls were wallpapered black and gold. A large wooden bookcase stood flush against one, with a nice mini sofa next to it. A bed sat on the other side. The furniture was ornately crafted, with intricate swirls and other details. The unnecessary decorations, Lucinda noticed, were kept to a minimum, though even the necessities were extravagant. The room was quite large, and it seemed especially so because of all the empty space. It was actually quite tasteful, in her opinion.
She turned to see what the others thought. Newt looked nervous and almost intimidated, while Quinn looked impressed but not overly. Feather’s expression was impossible to read.
Lucinda turned to look out one of the many windows. The view was quite pretty; the green landscape of Malachite made for quite a view. However, the many servants hurrying about made her curious.
“Are there usually so many servants working outside?” she asked Elizabeth.
“No, not unless my mother is planning a big social event.” She stood next to Lucinda and observed the workers trimming and decorating the grounds.
She turned, left the room, and hurried down the stairs. Lucinda decided to follow.
They found Mrs. Brown in the parlor, sipping tea and speaking to a maid.
“I will speak to the cook about the food,” the maid said, nodding, and rushed off.
“Mother, are we having company later today?” Elizabeth asked as soon as the maid was gone.
“Yes, Elizabeth. This evening we will be hosting a party, open to everyone of middle and upper class in all the regions. I expect you and your friends will stay?”
“Are we really staying?” said Newt with noticeable anxiety.
“As much as I hate to attend, we have nowhere else to go,” explained Elizabeth.
Lucinda hadn’t realized Newt, Quinn and Feather had followed them down until Newt mentioned the party.
“I don’t see the fun in these things; it’s the same thing over and over again,” complained Quinn. She was leaning against the mini sofa, as if she wanted to sit down but thought it better not to.
“My parents aren’t much for parties,” Lucinda admitted. “We usually only have them on special occasions. Half the time, they’re not even for fun.”
“You’re lucky,” Quinn said.
“I’ve never really been to one. Do you do anything besides drinking, eating and dancing?” asked Feather.
“Not really,” said Lucinda.
She sat down on the sofa, knowing it would be a long day.
It’s short, but at least it’s out and the forum can be more active I guess.
I like the chapter. Also you might not know me, I’m kinda new in the sense I haven’t POVed yet just made my OC. I was wondering if you know who might be able to meet up with my OC Syrene in the Jade mountains.
1. “Actually very tolerable” I love that
2. WHAT HAPPENED IN THE BATHROOM
3. NEWTS PARTY ANXIETY ME TOO (andohwaitSPIRITstuffh*lla)
4. “As much as I hate to attend” mE
5. Great job! Dialogue was nice.