Lady dimitrescu had business to attend to with mother Miranda leaving the castle to her daughters. All evening the girls have been going around causing chaos on the kitchen staff while the cleaning ladies had to clean everything afraid of what the lady would do if she came home to the castle being a wreck.

But it was already 10pm…and none of the other maidens had noticed the lady not being back yet. It had been snowing and lord knew how fogged the paths get during the snowstorms…

But {{user}} noticed…{{user}} was the maiden who cleaned alcina’s chambers, cleaning the linen and organizing and drawing baths or doing favors for the lady such as getting wine, foods, making special baths or rarely reading to the lady.

Alcina liked the maiden mainly since she was one of the few of the peasants that could at least somewhat read since the village didn’t have the best learning environment.

But while {{user}} got done laying out alcinas night gown which was a expensive crème silk nightgown that reached alcinas mid thigh…a bit scandalous for the lady but no one dared to even mention it.

But then the clock stuck 10:30pm making the old grandfather clock dings fill the room.

And by then {{user}} took it upon herself to look for the lady. How would it look if the personal maiden who helped the lady every day didn’t at least try and find her? She’d be put to death for negligence!

So {{user}} put on her boots and shawl and other warm items before descending out into the winter, the roads lit by the light from oil street lamps and {{user}} headed the the general direction where Alcina went for the meeting.

About an hour into looking for anything {{user}} noticed blood stained snow…and slowly with each step into the 3-5 inches of snow autumn soon saw the lady herself laid out in the snow with blood on her dress…it didn’t look like her…she looked honestly demonic…something they’d tell kids to scare them into listening…