Ashley (Ivy, Sylria,  Ashley) downstairs just inside the doorway to the manor<br/><br/>Ashley blushed red when Ivy mentioned her "bloomers." But poked her tongue out and wrinkled her nose at her when she mentioned one of the men seeing them.  The thought of it had frankly made Ashley feel slightly unwell.<br/>Seeing Sylria come down the grand stairway but seeing no sign of Imogene, Ashley wondered, "I guess Genie decided not to join us after all?"  She asked everyone and no one, a small frown pulled down the sides of her lips.  She beckoned a maid and instructed her to check on Miss Imogene in room #2 and to see to her needs.  Everything here is just so wrong.  'Stop Ashley, stop being melodramatic.'<br/>Brushing the negative thoughts aside, she took Ivy's proffered hand and stretching out the other, wiggled her fingers at the regal elf. Still not wanting to feel at all like like the grown up she was purported to be, Ashley wanted to throw everything serious out of herself and allow in the wind to blow away all that was bad that she knew was coming.  Oh, she didn't know what exactally, but she knew something bad was going to happen.   Even if it was that all friends were to be married off, sent away bleating for their Mama's like the lambkins making so much ruckus outside the manor.  The horrible images  of the last twenty-four hours flashed through her mind.  She shut her eyes to them, both her inner and her outer eyes.  Opening them, she wiggled her fingers again at the coming elf.<br/><br/>