<div style="text-align: justify;">Missie Elinor Rye was human, and nothing more than that. And she was a human who needed a job. Badly. So, she was willing to do what she needed to get it. Even if it meant working in that place in the middle of nowhere - literally. The girl, along with others, had to get there by boat, specially arranged by the master of the place. <br/><br/>Missie was in the younger side of the spectrum of ladies. She was twenty, and had recently lost her father, who was her last parent. Being unemployed at the moment, and relying on her father's job to make ends meet, Missie needed a job, and fast. When the opportunity for the job in that castle came, Missy had a few misgivings. Yet, it was work. It paid, and it would keep a roof over her head.<br/><br/>So, swallowing her fears and concerns, Missie accepted the invitation. She was, along with all the other ladies, instructed to shower and change into her best clothes - a dark blue dress she had for special occasions - and wait at the door until they received permission to enter the room. <br/><br/>When the doors opened, the girls, who had been talking and asking each other questions in whispers, fell silent. All of them were well dressed, some had make up on, some didn't, but all of them had clearly done what they could to look their best. At Damian's instructions, they got in and lined up, this time inside the room, so they could be inspected.</div>