(Sorry I was away so long, life got very busy )

"You're welcome, and in that case," Verge said, moving away to the door to open it. Beyond stood a small girl who was a bit older than Cera, she had blond hair and green eyes, and was dressed in something Cera had designed and made herself. So contained quite a lot of frills.

She curtsied nervously and spoke in accented English. "I am Ellie, if you please miss, I will take you to your room."

Verge smiled at her encouragingly and turned to Cera. "She's your servant as well, so treat her kindly. Slaves in this house do not all rank below the hired hands, but you lose that privilege if you act up."

((Understandable))

Ajah did not protest, she reall yliked it here so far. And hopefully she would be of use to Master Verge. Smiling she followed the girl just as asked. She wondered what her room looking like. She was also Cera's slave, she didnt mind that at all, but she wondered what would happen after this. How long would she stay there...?

((Sorry for the short post... Brain fart...))

Ellie did not speak much on the way upstairs, but she did point out interesting paintings on the wall, making small talk about Verge's ancestors. Most of the pictures looked like Cera, but looked nothing like the young Master of the house.

The rooms Ajah was taken to were well-furnished and adjacent to Verge's, though Ellie did not make this clear, it was not really in her place to do so. She showed the slave the wardrobe, which had a few simple dresses and some more practical clothes for work.

"We do the cleaning here, Miss." Ellie said afterwards. "Master Verge is a ... solitary boy. We worry about him at times."

"There's still a little time before the lessons, was there anything you needed to ask?"

(That's all right, I've been going through a bit of that recently. -_- have to suddenly pack away all of the costumes and stuff we made because the house is being used, too much stuff.)

Ajah was fairly impressed by the look of the rest of the house. Smiling as she was basically given a tour of her new home she was slightly scared about not pleasing Master Verge. As she was taken to her room she giggled very surprised at it's looks. She had never been in a place so large, she loved it. Shyly turning to face the speaking house maid she smiled. "You worry...?" She asked. That is what she wanted a question to.

((Eh... Your house...?))

(Yeah, friends came over for a weekend, that room they slept in was filled with armor -_-)

Ellie blushed at the question, she was new compared to a lot of other servants, and she had spoken out of line. It was out now though, and she'd burst if she tried to hold it back.

"Master Verge was educated here in the house since he was young," she explained, her tones hushed even though there were no other servants nearby. "Even though he and the young Miss are twins, he's always had a frail body and finds it difficult to adapt to new surroundings."

She sighed, one finger twirling around a curl of blond hair as she tried to find the next words. "He has no friends, and the butler Amadeas tries his best, but he is not Master Verge's age. Oui?"

Ajah understood it all, sighing softly she looked at Ellie and smiled. "I promise I will not tell." She said to her while looking around the room once more. "Maybe I can be his friend..." Ajah said softly, a little to loud. It was supposed to be a personal thought. "Thank you again Ellie." She said while sitting down on the bed.

The servant smiled and bobbed a quick curtsy. She bustled about for a while tidying things in the room until a soft bell rang from somewhere downstairs. She shot away from her chores and took Ajah's hand. "That will be Master Verge's lessons."

"Ah... hmmm. I think I forgot to tell you something very important." Ellie paused at the door and looked back at the new slave. "Master Verge takes tuition for sorcery as well, and sometimes it could be a bit dangerous. You should take care during those classes."

Hearing the bell Ajah got up off of the bed and smiled as the servant took her hand. "Will you be taking me there?" She asked Ellie. When the servant spoke about forgetting something Ajah listened, giving the girl her undivided attention. It wasnt like she had something else to pay attention to. Hearing of the sorcery Ajah giggled. She thought that it would be interesting, but she took Ellie's warning and nodded. "I will be careful." She said softly.

"I will take you," Ellie confirmed, once again leading the way down the hallway. She squealed though as she bumped into Amadeas. The butler gave her a sharp look, and she backed up a little. He turned his attention to Ajah, then nodded.

"You will have to get changed another time then, I had hoped Miss Cera would provide some clothing first." He turned abruptly without waiting for a response and went back down the corridor, disappearing suddenly half way out. Ellie gave Ajah a sigh of relief.

"The butler really scares me. And he teaches the young Master sorcery." She shook her head. "He's a very capable man though, his name is Amadeas, in case you weren't told. Now we'd best hurry."

She moved at a faster pace towards the fencing hall, where most sorcery lessons were held these days, Verge being past the point of theory.

Ajah was happy, maybe in a atleast two days she would learn Master Verge's schedule and Ellie wouldnt have to bother with dragging her around the house. When Amadeas approached them Ajah looked into his glare, now stuck in her place. She too was afraid of him. nodding in agreement when Ellie spoke Ajah wanted to but couldnt move. Hearing Ellie's words Ajah hadnt moved until Ellie begand ragging her again. "Have you ever attended the Master's lessons before?" She asked.

Ellie looked shocked enough that her mouth could let in a fly. "Of course not, miss," she replied nervously. "Master Verge is very particular about who attends his sorcery lessons."

"Oh we've all sat in on his normal classes before, for company you see." The maid seemed talkative, and her voice traveled down the corridor perhaps a little further than she had intended. The door to the armory hall opened and Verge stepped out. His blue eyes were slightly reproachful, but he put on a smile as he approached them.

"Thank you for bringing her, Ellie," he said crisply. It was not a reprimand, but his tone made it quite clear that he wanted Ellie to leave. The maid made a small face to Ajah, then curtsied and scurried away.

Verge held out a hand and smiled. He was wearing something rather odd. Even more odd than his Victorian garb earlier. His clothes were flowing robes with scrolling designs and scrïpts embroidered onto the cloth. "Come in, Ajah."

After hearing Ellie's words, Akah felt slightly important for the first time in her life. Her smile wide as Ellie continued to talk. She knew that she should have been listening, but she just couldnt wait to see her Master's beautiful face again. Before Ajah knew it Master Verge was standingin front of her. HEr smile dropped as she looked up into his eyes.

Hearing his voice she almost melted into a puddle and slid away. Watching Ellie leave Ajah returned her gaze to her Master. When he invited her in, she followed quietly, now interested in what he had on. She was determinded to learn everything about him. He was what one would call an interesting individual.

Verge led the way into the armory hall, Amadeas was already inside, waiting beside a small table with refreshments. There was another robe over the chair, it was blue instead of red, but had patterns and scrïpts embroidered on it nonetheless.

"You will have to put that on," Verge said, indicating the clothing. "It is to protect you in the event a spell goes wrong. Think of it as ... sorcerer's armor if you will."

He smiled and brushed a stray strand of hair away from her cheek. "Thank you for coming, lessons can get lonely." He turned away and left her to get dressed, it was not complicated and could be worn over clothing. The design was like a long-doublet with a waist-band.

Verge took a rapier from a rack nearby and pointed at a suit of armor. Amadeas waved a hand, and a purple glow surrounded the steel plates. The armor moved, raising a bastardsword high over its empty head.

A bright light surrounded Verge's blade and he pointed it at the armor. The incandescent burst that came after made him narrow his eyes, and he ducked just in time when the smoking armor came at him again.