Lady Gweneth didn't spend much time at the vanity after her hair had been brushed. The stern woman sailed out of the room, the bowman following the Lady towards her bedroom. Gweneth's bedroom was large and warm, a fire was already roaring in the large fireplace at the foot of her bed. The bowman stood inside of the door as Gweneth moved across the room to the deep blue velvet fourposter red oak bed. Her body shifted fluidly in the firelight, the off-white gown appeared to have a slight orange hint due to the flames near her.<br/><br/>The Ladies eyes moved towards the woman, her sharp daggers digging into his soft, almost bored eyes. Her look caused him to stiffen and avert his eyes from her. Gweneth pulled the blankets and sheets and slipped into the bed with one final glance at the man keeping watch over her.<br/><br/>Sour thoughts migrated to Duncan and his running off. He had better have a brilliant reason for what he did! He was supposed to watch her, what did he think he was going to find, frolicking in the gardens? Perhaps she was wrong, maybe there was more to what she saw. He was going to explain himself to her once she was available in the morning.<br/><br/>Gweneth slept peacefully for only a few revolutions of the big hand on the grandfather clock in the study. She was awoken to Eliza and Tabitha. Eliza was gently rousing the Lady from her sleep as Tabitha stood behind her, covering herself with a dark-stained cloak.<br/><br/>Sharp eyes flashed open as the Lady awoke, sitting up slowly to look at her two hand maidens. "Madam, Tabitha... She's.... Well, been attacked, my lady." Eliza said, trying to grasp the right word to use. With a small twitch of the Lady Gweneth's hand Eliza moved and Tabitha took a timid step forward. The lady looked to see her favorite hand maiden stripped and shaking. Compassion and worry flashed across her face if only for a moment. "Eliza, draw up a bath for Tabitha and get her clothes, for Gods sake!" Eliza rushed from the room as quickly as her little legs could carry her.<br/><br/>Lady Gweneth stood, and reached out for Tabitha's face, touching it softly. "What happened to you, Tabitha?" She asked sharply, her eyes returning to their steel-like state. Gwen's other hand reached out to calmly touch her shoulder. Tabitha looked at the lady with shaky eyes before speaking, half to her feet and half to the Lady. "Gweneth, my Lady, there was this woman... She killed Wyrth, the front gate guard..." Her eyes flicked up to Gweneth's face as the Lady of the house walked her over to the edge of the bed where she was sat down. "And then she... She..." Tabitha's face flushed as she knitted her fingers together on her barely covered lap. "What did she do, Tabitha?" Gweneth asked, with a sting of sternness in her voice. Tabitha looked at Gweneth, the redness on her face darkening. "She... She stripped me, and... And..." Her eyes moved to the red-carpeted floor as she continued. "Then she moved her mouth down.. And..." Gweneth felt a sudden shock course through her. "You may stop there, Tabitha." She said quickly, her eyes leaving Tabitha to look over at the bowman, who had seemed to take a fair amount of interest in their conversation.<br/><br/>"She told me to tell you everything she did to me..." Tabitha continued to explain what Valerie had done in detail, her chilling feelings rising through her spine, the way the woman felt when she touched her... Tabitha looked back up to her Lady. "Then she told me to tell you that she is going to do all that and much more to you, My Lady... And once she's been done with that, she will slit your throat." Tabitha gulped nervously, her eyes welling up at the last thought that fell from her lips. "No such thing will happen, my sweet... Please, head to the bath to be washed up, I'll be there in a moment."<br/><br/>Tabitha left willingly, holding the cloak closed in front of her as the bowman watched her with curious eyes. Once the young maiden had left, Gweneth snapped at the bowman. "You shall not look at my hand maidens that way! I am paying you to keep that wretch of a woman, from getting to me, not to imagine my maids naked!" Gweneth said sharply, her eyes almost molten silver as she watched him before storming from her bed room to the bathroom, as she moved past him the bowman moved to the bathroom after her.<br/><br/>Tabitha was already in the tub and washing calmly, the scent of chamomile filled the ladies nostrils. "Once you are finished washing my dear, please come back to my chamber." Lady Gweneth said without an ounce of kindness in her voice. The bowman didn't move from his post at the bathroom, perhaps out of fear that the Lady could easily rip his head off.<br/><br/>It took no longer than ten minutes for Tabitha to be dressed and back within the Ladies Chambers. "You asked for me to come, Madam." Tabitha said calmly as she stepped through the doorway, dressed in a cotton sleeping gown. "Yes," Gweneth said calmly, sitting in front of a small vanity in her bedroom, in her hand was a metal goblet filled with a deep red wine. It had been a much to eventful morning, and even though it wasn't even sunrise, The Lady needed a drink. "You are to stay within the house till these thirteen bloody days are up." She said calmly, looking at her reflection in the mirror a moment before beckoning the young woman to sit down next to her. Tabitha's appealing form moved and sat down beside the Lady, looking herself in the mirror.<br/><br/>Gweneth stood calmly, setting the goblet down on the edge of the vanity as she picked up a brush and began to brush the young maidens hair. "You really have a knack for getting into trouble, my dear." Gweneth said with a truthful smile. Gweneth had become attached to Tabitha, seeing her as almost a daughter or companion. A fury was building within Gweneth, how dare some woman hurt her Tabitha? Gweneth looked Tabitha in the eyes through the mirror. "My dear, I believe we both need rest, please stay here for now, I'd rather not be awoken later to find that you've been taken away." Gweneth lead the woman to the bed and finished the goblet before the both of them slipped into the large bed.<br/><br/>Sleep came for a short hour before Duncan burst into the room, huffing and bleeding. Lady Gweneth sat up suddenly to see Duncan at the door. "You great buffoon!" She yelled, getting out of bed quickly and moving fluidly to stand before him. "Knock before you enter my chamber, you fool!" She slapped him sharply as Tabitha sat up in bed, looking rather shocked at the commotion. "What became of the woman? The one that was with Tabitha? Did you kill her?" Gweneth asked eagerly before her nose picked up a familiar and unpleasant smell. Her eyes wandered down his torso to see the dark blood dripping from his stomach.<br/><br/>While the Lady wasn't the sort to see wounded people through out the day, she knew that a wound like that would kill a man. Her eyes flashed sudden confusion before she pulled him inside the room and shut the door. "Explain yourself, Duncan." She said sharply, pointing to the wound and discolored blood. "What the bloody hell is going on?" She snapped, her eyes sharp, though under the facade she felt flickers of fear.