Evie was a good girl most of the time.  She had learnt quickly that dawdling or refusal earnt swift, painful punishments.  If she wanted to get on here, she had too do as she was told and learn her lesson well.  The snow was out on the ground, it was cold and she was warm.  She did not wish to feel the chill as she had before.  So she did as was asked.  And she learnt her lessons well.<br/><br/>Except something had gone wrong today and the result of that earnt her some punishment at the hands of the sadistically evil Butler. A man all girls learnt to fear quickly.  She shuffled to the post and knew he had something dastardly lined up for her.  She gulped, her face pale in the dancing fire light.  She felt she had let him down and she deserved her punishment.  She grew even wetter knowing that.