Evelyn raised her eyebrows curiously as Lenora brushed off her question about her previous mistresses. To her surprise, the girl began to color slightly, just a light rosy dusting across her cheeks that was admittedly very attractive. The older girl stared at her with half-lidded eyes, wondering what she was thinking of that had made her so flustered. No matter, she was sure she would pry into that out sooner or later. 

She was grateful to Lenora for being quick about getting her nightgown, although she didn’t show it. She simply raised her arms above her head to indicate that the servant girl should slip it on over her head for her. 

[i]”Will that be all, my lady?”[/i]

Evelyn smoothed the nightgown down over her curves, looking at herself in the mirror for a moment before answering. 

“Hm.. Yes, I suppose that’s all,” she replied off-handedly. “You’re dismissed.” But she glanced at Lenora’s reflection suddenly and turned around to address her again. “Before you leave my presence you should curtsy of course. And you must kiss my hand, and bid me goodnight.”

She raised her arm to offer the back of her hand, waiting expectantly. Something about the defiant look in the other girl’s eyes made her gleeful. 

“I know we’re not exactly [i]equals[/i] Lenora,” the look she gave her was just as challenging, her lip curled into a slightly mocking smile, “but I hope we’ll become friends, as far as our stations will allow.” She swept her gaze over her appraisingly and added, “ Listen for the bell, in case I should need you sometime in the night. You may go.”