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Message: <blockquote data-quote="orchid blossom" data-source="post: 6243128" data-attributes="member: 12815">Abby stretched, the pulled the covers up a bit tighter. For a moment, she hoped she might sleep a bit more, but the colored sunlight behind the draperies was enticing, and eventually she pushed back the covers and swung her feet to the floor.First order of business was a bath. Her own dress had been cleaned, and another had been left in the room that looked as if it would fit, and very well. She went into the pristine white bathroom. Tiles lined the walls up to the height of her shoulder, where the same rich, dark wood as decorated the bedroom reached up to the high ceiling. The accents were all deep green. The towels, the mat on the floor, the delicate knotwork hand-painted on the tiles as a border around the room. It was by far the richest room she'd ever had to herself.The water ran hot almost immediately, and Abby filled the tub, leaving just enough room to fit herself in without water spilling out.  As she sank in, she noticed for the first time several ugly bruises from the last few days, and a yellowish tinge to her arms at the shoulders where her arms had gotten pulled.  The hot water helped soak the aches and pains away, and when the water finally began to cool she pulled herself out and dressed in the lovely red dress that had been left for her.Back out in the main bedroom, she looked at the bell pull that would summon a servant to the room. She didn't really need anything, but she also didn't really know where she was going in the house.  Finally she decided just to go out and see what she would find. Which would hopefully be breakfast of some kind.</blockquote>

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