The lady’s eyes swept over the other girl as she stepped into the room, taking in every detail of her appearance. The candle in the girl’s hand illuminated her features, allowing Evelyn to see her face very clearly in the flickering light. The girl was certainly lovely. Lovely enough to make Evelyn suddenly conscious of her own appearance - her undone hair and bare feet. She raised her chin a little in defiance as if to say that these things did not lessen her authority at the moment. She silently wished she had remained fully dressed for her first impression. It was a silly wish though; the girl would soon become accustomed to seeing her in a state of undress quite frequently.
Evelyn listened as the new maid made her introduction, the corner of her lip quirking into a slight smirk. “Lenora.” She said the name slowly and thoughtfully, as if it pleased her. “Lenora Dalton at my disposal. I’ve disposed several girls before you, you know. I hope you prove to be more competent than they were.”
She stood up to move closer to her, gradually circling around her once, still examining her with that penetrating stare. “You’re very pretty,” she said softly, stopping in front of her at last. She reached out to touch her dark hair, slowly curling her finger around one of the locks. She held a faint smile, though her eyes were cold as steel as she studied the girl’s features. “But perhaps not very bright? It is customary to curtsy when you address your mistress.” She pulled her hand away abruptly and motioned at her. “Go on then,” she said, a touch of cruelty in her smile, “curtsy to me. Better late than never.”
Even barefoot, she stood several inches taller than her new maid. Another thing she approved of. She liked the idea of the girl having to tilt her chin up just slightly to look her in the eye. “And now come help me finish undressing. It’s so late already and I’m exhausted. I’ve stayed up later then usual having to wait for you.” Evelyn moved to stand in front of a full-length mirror in the corner of her enormous room. She lifted her arms and stared expectantly at Lenora’s figure in the mirror. “Come on, I won’t invite you twice.”