Snippet #1896445

"Lady Elise, please come inside. You'll catch cold..."

Elise turned to look at one of the maids, and the woman gave her a look of concern. She nodded, responding with "I'll be right in," before turning to look back over the city below. She stood there for a moment, and then stepped back into her room, pulling the robe from around her shoulders and handing it off to the woman. The maid, of course, began to mutter quietly to herself about how cold the robe was, and that it was slightly wet from the snow, and that Elise was going to catch her death if she didn't change into something warm soon. The woman rushed all about, taking the old robe with her, and soon returning with a new, fluffy warm one, as to which she quickly slipped onto the younger girls arms and promptly tied off for her.

Elise thanked the maid, before asking to be left alone to read. The woman nodded, and rushed out of the room. The young Royal smiled slightly - if anything, her maids always tended to amuse at the very least.

Taking a seat in one of her high backed, over stuffed chairs, she tucked her feet under her as she slouched to the side, a thick book of political policies in her hands. She thumbed through until she found where she had left off, and quickly lost herself in its pages.

It wasn't a horribly interesting read, but she found it necessary all the same. Maids and servants came and went from her room, until finally her own father stopped in.

"Elise, you can't stay up here all day."

Her eyes flicked up from the page she was currently on, and rested on his well-aged face. A smile touched her lips at the sight of him, and her eyes seemed to crinkle with a certain happiness. "Father, you know I won't stay up here all day."

"Well, I don't know that for certain. Come. Make yourself presentable and at least move about some. I've got business to attend to today, so I can't keep coming back to check in on you. I want to know that you're moving about today - studying is important, but too much will age you like I have been aged."

Elise sighed, but offered her father a smile all the same. "Alright, I'll be down in a minute or two." Lord Ashald left the room, closing the door behind him, and Elise took to the task of changing into something fitting, that was decent enough and still warm. Before leaving the room, she quickly slipped a miniture-sized book of important phrases of old into one of her pockets, intending on studying it later... even though her father had said she should basically have a "day off".

Stepping from her room, she made her way through the halls, and descended the stairs to the ground level of the family estate, passing many servants and maids on the way there.