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Another three days saw Violet’s train pulling back into Leiden on a sunny morning. Three days filled with restless nights and thinking, lots of thinking. After disembarking, she left the station and automatically started walking towards C.H. Postal. Of course, she could've gone to her room first and dropped off her things but it didn't feel...right. Which was silly, it was her home, after all. Home. The word felt different somehow and provoked yet more memories of her time with Amy. She’d referred to…-
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"I can't believe we are halfway through our remaining time," Isabella reflected before bringing the teacup to her lips. She sat in her now customary seat in the small cafeteria on the bottom floor of the dormitory. The same one she’d come to nearly every afternoon since Violet had to leave. Sitting across from her, Ashley hummed her agreement before shrugging. "Three months to debut, three months to review. Not long at all in the grand scheme of things. Almost the blink of an eye." After taking a sip,…
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Dear Violet, Traveling already? That’s amazing! Of course, I’m sad that it means an interruption to our letters but I am excited for you to go. And also, to hear about it when you get back! I wonder what kind of food you’ll eat? Honestly, it warms my heart knowing that I can expect these with some frequency and I appreciate you telling me about the pause. I’m also happy to hear that you wouldn’t be bored sitting at my side once again so hurry up and get back here! I’m just kidding, of…
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"Do you think she's mad at me? For sending her away for so long?" Claudia asked as he paced beside his desk, arms folded across his chest. Maybe that's why she isn't back yet." He stopped then, opened his arms wide, and made a gesture that resembled a shrug. If a shrug was somehow more...frantic. "Or the dress? What if she didn't like it?" Violet didn’t exactly strike him as the type to get upset about such a thing but she had been amongst all those young women for months. The pacing resumed then then,…
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The following day, Violet stepped off the train in a new, small town. One that was large enough to warrant a stop on a major railroad, but not so important that many people would be looking to utilize it. Perhaps the perfect place to stick an orphanage. More importantly, it wasn't so big that finding Taylor wouldn't take a great deal of time. Which was good considering Violet only had until late afternoon before her train would depart. As soon as the steps came down, Violet disembarked for the station and…
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After it looked like Isabella drifted off to sleep, Violet stayed awake a little longer to ponder the day. Especially the bath the two had shared. That experience was certainly…different. Come to think of it. She had never done anything like that with Cattleya, Iris, or Erica. Perhaps that was because the boarding house had showers for everyone to use? Princess Charlotte had a tub large enough, but she was royalty. That probably had something to do with why they didn’t bathe together “like…
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The infirmary sat on the opposite side of the building from the auditorium, which meant Isabella was in for a little bit of a haul. Something that didn't bother her in the slightest. Once Violet reached the bottom of the stairs, she spared a momentary glance Isabella’s way before turning and heading down the main hall. Away from the exit. "I'm sorry, Miss York. My arms may not be as comfortable as a normal person's but we'll be there quickly." A normal person? Ah, arms made of flesh and blood instead…
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I can do this! Isabella took a deep breath, mentally prepared herself, and then turned to face the young woman eating lunch next to her. "Um...hello." A faint smile accompanied the movement and she did her best to maintain eye contact once the other woman turned in response. "My name is Isabella York. I don’t believe we’ve met…” Okay, she managed to get the greeting out. Everything was going according to the plan! A plan that was carefully developed the previous night while she lay in bed with…
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Isabella sat on the side of the bed drying her hair after slipping into her nightgown. It had seemed like she just finished getting ready before Violet emerged from the bathroom. "That was fast," she noted as her head swiveled to follow her friend until it could turn no more. Then again, Violet was always fast. Fast and methodical. "I didn't wish to linger; you still need attending to." Always so dutiful. Once the towel covering the doll's body dropped away in Isabella’s peripheral vision, she returned…
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Minutes after unraveling the latest hairstyle, Isabella found herself walking down the path to the school building. Well, dragged down the path, if she was being honest with herself. Violet held her hand tight and hurried them along faster than their usual pace. Unfortunately, it seemed the impromptu doting had caused them to be late. So much so that they were the only ones making their way between the two buildings at this moment. Naturally, Violet was the more concerned of the two. As for…
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“I want to do your hair.” Isabella didn’t turn her head as she spoke but continued on with the request anyway. "After you're done with mine, of course." Despite the sudden declaration, Violet continued working the wine-colored hair into a braid while sitting behind Isabella on the bed. Despite the intricacy of the pattern, her fingers deftly maneuvered the gathered strands into place to leave a neat plait behind. One on each side. Violet started doing this for Isabella each morning and…
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By the time a few weeks had passed, Isabella’s stamina and dance ability had increased to the point that Violet felt they could practice longer and with more complicated steps. This was why the two women found themselves up in the large multipurpose room after dinner, dancing even as the sun began to dip below the windows that lined the far wall. Violet held Isabella tight and moved them both through a series of new steps. A dance that they had just started learning yesterday and one that required a…
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Today marked the addition of a new activity for the incoming class of students. Dancing. Specifically, ballroom dancing. Something that Isabella had dreaded since she first learned of the requirement. At least she had been able to put it off in her mind until the lessons would start in earnest. Unfortunately, today was that day. So, after the new class of women were all finished with lunch, they crowded up in the large, open room on the second floor. The very same one Isabella had sulked in before giving…
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Isabella sat on a stool outside the bathtub, the sleeves of her nightgown rolled up well past her elbows to avoid getting them wet. She held a cup with one hand and used her other to hold Violet's blonde hair as she poured water over it repeatedly. Her own hair was still damp from the bath she’d taken a few minutes ago after failing to convince her friend to go first. A wholly unsurprising outcome. Isabella had tried to wash fast enough to preserve as much of the water’s heat as she could but…
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It was hard to believe their remaining time was nearly at an end. Time had definitely sped up in these past few weeks, even though Isabella wanted nothing more than for it to halt. Or at least to slow its passage so she could enjoy each minute, each second, with Violet. In truth, the increased pace was most likely due to the amount of fun the two managed to get up to as the ball approached. Sure, there was plenty of hard work to do in preparation. Decorations needed to be assembled, the main hall…
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A few days later, Isabella emerged from the school building, free from the day’s classes. The sun shone down from high above but there was a gentle breeze that kept some of the heat at bay, in addition to the occasional cloud that bathed the school in shadow. "This is nice," she observed before turning to look at Violet beside her. "Should we go for a walk before heading back to the room? It's the perfect day for it." Violet pondered the request for a moment before dropping her eyes to Isabella's foot.…
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