Snippet #1816434

Phoebe hopped off of her perch on the hay bail. In the time that it took for the man to clean out the pen, she had successfully tied her hair up with the ribbon, and she was beaming at her success, as well as the short time that he had taken. "Your very fast and strong." She noted, "how'd you get to be so efficient?" She waved off the question, "it doesn't matter, you don't have to tell me."

Her eyes went to him and she studied him hard for the first time, letting her eyes soak in what her new manservant looked like. He had handsome, well chiseled out features, and hair that hung in his face carelessly. His arms and legs seemed very strong, and, he was dressed well, apart from the pig feces that now clung to some of his clothing. She wandered where he had wandered in from, he sort of looked like someone from Cresta, but she doubted anyone from Cresta knew about this secret village, so she waved that thought out of her head. "You're a good worker." Phoebe concluded, "I think I'll keep you. Like I said before, my name is Phoebe, and yours is...?" She waited for a response and then continued, "I was planning to go riding for a bit if you'd like, you can come, too, I have an extra horse. If your too tired, I think my mother went into town for the day, you can rest in my room."