[Horse-Maiden of the Shire]

Before the Luncheon

As Meirelle left Alethea's room, she made her way to Dryea's room to tidy it up. After knocking on the door and receiving no answer, Meirelle entered the room. She heaved a sigh of relief, seeing that it was barely messy. She made the bed and straightened the gowns in her closet. Then, seeing that her work was done, Meirelle left Dryea's room and made her way towards the kitchen.

When she got there, she hadn't taken one step towards the plates of food awaiting serving when she felt a strong hand on her shoulder.

"You, girl! These dishes need washing and they need it now! Go to it!"

The voice was, of course, Vern's, and because this was her kitchen it was her rules. Meirelle obliged meekly and set to work. As she scrubbed a pot covered in some sort of brown sauce, she sighed and thought, What a lovely way to spend my morning. When she was done these dishes, Meirelle was determined to get out of the kitchen and, if the luncheon was over, receive instructions from the Lady Dryea.