Caught between a feud{Morgana}

[Aliyaha]

It was possible that she could have gotten lost in the castle. Aliyaha frowned a little as she looked behind her, on her way down to the gardens. She had followed the directions given to her by another servant. Or so she had thought anyways. The fifteen year old girl hesitated a little as she looked around at the passing nobles and servants. A part of her was scared to ask for directions to the gardens. She didn’t want to get yelled at for disturbing their time. And she was scare to ask the other servants because she knew they had other things in their mind and to do. An hour later Aliyaha was growing tired of getting lost. She walked up to a servant and hesitantly asked her for directions to the gardens. With a motherly smile on her face, the servant told her and she had Aliyaha repeated back to her until she remembered. The young girl politely thanked her as she turned and walked off, trying to keep the directions in the back of her mind as she looked around. Goodness. Aliyaha was still wrapped up in how big the castle of Camelot was. She raised her head to stare at the window. The mid-morning sun was slowly rising. She hid a yawn as she continued on her way. She had risen earlier than many of the servants. A couple of hours before the crack of dawn.

She was excited, there were no words that could put it. She also knew first hand at how long a day as a servant was. She was born and raised as a servant until she was only twelve years old. Her hours then were average for a young girl her age. Her previous owners had treated the servants with respect. They listened to their problems and tried their best to make it right. Aliyaha herself didn’t work until both the mistress and her mother decided that she would. Even then it wasn’t that much. She had followed her mother around while she was doing her daily chores. Her mother had explained what she was doing and the correct way to do things. Aliyaha would often get it wrong but her mother was a patient woman. There was a wistful look in her eyes at the memories. There wasn’t a time when she wished that there had not been a budget cut. The master and the mistress were getting old and they had to limit their finances as best as they could. Unfortunaly, that meant cutting off some of the servants since they couldn’t afford to pay half of them. And that meant Aliyaha as well. A small sigh escaped from her lips as she shook her head to get rid of those memories. She didn’t need them. Not right now anyways. She was happy here.

The fifteen year old girl blinked, rather startled as she entered the gardens of Camelot. Her eyes widen in awe slightly as she stared around. It was beautiful. There were no words to describe it. She wandered through the path a smile on her face. It quickly turned into a frown as voices reached her ears. Aliyaha hid into the shadows as she walked towards the source of the voices and frowned even more. Two young noblemen were arguing slightly. She hesitated slightly, knowing it would be in her best interest to leave. Aliyaha started to turn around, trying to make as little noise as possible when the elder of the two boys raised his head. “I think I saw something Geoffrey,” Aliyaha froze. The youngest rolled his eyes. “You’re always thinking that you’re seeing things Richard,” he barked. “Back to the matter at-Geoffrey!” Her heart was thumping rather hard as she quickly turned around again, but somehow losing her balance and falling to the ground. Geoffrey reached down and grabbed her arm, yanking her to her feet and dragging her to the other boy. “Look what I’ve found.” Richard glared down at her as Aliyaha shrank back a little. “Didn’t anyone teach you not to listen to conversations?”his voice was a little deadly. “Now it looks like we have to teach you a lesson.”

Tag: Morgana
Words: 701
Time Line: Mid Morning. A few days after Valiant

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