Who: Lady Agnes and Ginger Thornborough What: Agnes comes up with an idea... Where: Agnes' rooms in the palace When: Midday Rating: G Status: Incomplete
Agnes was feeling restless...a feeling that she was not unfamiliar with. While the majority of the time she was content to stay where she was, the urge to experience something new hit her rather hard on occasion.
She usually suppressed the feeling, distracting herself with something. She paced her bedroom, looking for something to keep her occupied. Her eyes rested on her wardrobe, and her eyebrows raised. She approached it, opening the right side, which held all of the fancy dresses she had worn only once to official functions, reaching out a hand to touch the fine silk and lace and velvet. There was even a winter cloak trimmed with ermine. They were beautiful, if not to Agnes' taste, but it seemed a waste to have them hang uselessly in her wardrobe.
An idea was formulating in her head, and she rang the bell used to call her servants, then returned to puzzling over the wardrobe.