castle to their right.
Sequin looked over and saw the large castle and his breath caught in his throat. "Yeah, that will do." He commented softly as the rain began poring down.
"Can we hurry? I'm getting soaked." Jaqulin asked as she hunkered down where she was. Sequin saw that the skin to the buggy was gone completely, leaving nothing but a skeleton behind. He waked over, unhitched the horse they had pulling the buggy, and walked the horse over to his sisters side. "What are you doing?"
"We can go faster with just the horse, come on." He replied. He packed a few things in a saddle bag, hefted it over the horses back, and then helped his little sister on to the saddle. He jumped on himself and dug his heals into the horses rubs. The horse was more then happy to oblige and get out of such stormy night himself.
Jaqulin held on tight to the saddle with her hands. She had no choice but to ride side saddle. Her dress was already torn, patches shown everywhere showing her attempt to mend the dress many times. And she was soaked to the bone. Sequin held her tight to him for she was about to slip off. She had remembered that the dress she wore was the only she had. Over the years of her journey with her brother she had not had a chance to purchase a new one. She heard her dress rub once again and sighed, for she knew that she would be staying up late yet again mending it.
When they made it to the castle, they looked up and saw it was bigger then they expected. They also saw a stable off to their right, full of horses. They got off quickly and Sequin headed their horse into the stable out of the rain. The horse was more then happy to follow orders and run into the stable.
Seeing his sister shivering, Sequin took off his already wet, but warm, jacket and put it around her. Holding her close, he went first and knocked on the colossal door of the castle. When the door opened to reveal the butler, or who looked like the butler, he wished he hadn't knocked.
The butler that had answered the door was as pale as a sheet, and his eyes sagged. He looked more like a zombie then a man.
"Um … Could we stay the night, it is dreadfully cold out here, and we might catch our death if we don't get in out of the rain." Sequin said, trying to be reasonable with the butler, but wasn't having much lick until the butler saw his sister, Jaqulin.
To him, Jaqulin looked like the most heavenly woman he'd seen in a while, and he had seen a lot in his time. He wondered about his master for a moment, and how he would approve of the sudden intrusion of the travelers. He thought that maybe if he were to mention the young woman then he doubted that his master would have a problem with this sudden appearance of two siblings. The butler looked Jaqulin over one more time then said "You and the young woman may come in."
Jaqulin looked up to her brother for guidance. All he could do was look down at her and hold her close as they walked in and the door made an ominous sound as it closed, as if it anticipated their fate.
The Butler walked into the Den where a young man, who couldn't be any older then 25, was resting against the arm of a couch, cup of ruby red liquid in hand.
"What is it James? I'm relaxing." The young man asked eyeing the white old man with slightly annoyed eyes.
This young man looked slightly pale. Not nearly as pale as his butler, but he still was slightly pale. He did, though, have some complexion to his face, making him look handsome and almost god like. His eyes seemed un-tired and focused, unlike his butlers, whose showed signs of a working life. This young man on the other hand
Sequin looked over and saw the large castle and his breath caught in his throat. "Yeah, that will do." He commented softly as the rain began poring down.
"Can we hurry? I'm getting soaked." Jaqulin asked as she hunkered down where she was. Sequin saw that the skin to the buggy was gone completely, leaving nothing but a skeleton behind. He waked over, unhitched the horse they had pulling the buggy, and walked the horse over to his sisters side. "What are you doing?"
"We can go faster with just the horse, come on." He replied. He packed a few things in a saddle bag, hefted it over the horses back, and then helped his little sister on to the saddle. He jumped on himself and dug his heals into the horses rubs. The horse was more then happy to oblige and get out of such stormy night himself.
Jaqulin held on tight to the saddle with her hands. She had no choice but to ride side saddle. Her dress was already torn, patches shown everywhere showing her attempt to mend the dress many times. And she was soaked to the bone. Sequin held her tight to him for she was about to slip off. She had remembered that the dress she wore was the only she had. Over the years of her journey with her brother she had not had a chance to purchase a new one. She heard her dress rub once again and sighed, for she knew that she would be staying up late yet again mending it.
When they made it to the castle, they looked up and saw it was bigger then they expected. They also saw a stable off to their right, full of horses. They got off quickly and Sequin headed their horse into the stable out of the rain. The horse was more then happy to follow orders and run into the stable.
Seeing his sister shivering, Sequin took off his already wet, but warm, jacket and put it around her. Holding her close, he went first and knocked on the colossal door of the castle. When the door opened to reveal the butler, or who looked like the butler, he wished he hadn't knocked.
The butler that had answered the door was as pale as a sheet, and his eyes sagged. He looked more like a zombie then a man.
"Um … Could we stay the night, it is dreadfully cold out here, and we might catch our death if we don't get in out of the rain." Sequin said, trying to be reasonable with the butler, but wasn't having much lick until the butler saw his sister, Jaqulin.
To him, Jaqulin looked like the most heavenly woman he'd seen in a while, and he had seen a lot in his time. He wondered about his master for a moment, and how he would approve of the sudden intrusion of the travelers. He thought that maybe if he were to mention the young woman then he doubted that his master would have a problem with this sudden appearance of two siblings. The butler looked Jaqulin over one more time then said "You and the young woman may come in."
Jaqulin looked up to her brother for guidance. All he could do was look down at her and hold her close as they walked in and the door made an ominous sound as it closed, as if it anticipated their fate.
The Butler walked into the Den where a young man, who couldn't be any older then 25, was resting against the arm of a couch, cup of ruby red liquid in hand.
"What is it James? I'm relaxing." The young man asked eyeing the white old man with slightly annoyed eyes.
This young man looked slightly pale. Not nearly as pale as his butler, but he still was slightly pale. He did, though, have some complexion to his face, making him look handsome and almost god like. His eyes seemed un-tired and focused, unlike his butlers, whose showed signs of a working life. This young man on the other hand
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