There was no sign of the children, perhaps it was simply too early for them to be running around, perhaps they too were having breakfast and preparing for the day ahead, perhaps they were silent for a more sinister reason.<br/><br/>As Sonja stood looking she heard a clattering of hooves and barking of hounds, in the courtyard below the window. It sounded as though someone had arrived, or possibly returned.<br/><br/>Ursa returned a few minutes later, bringing with her a plain day dress, not unlike a pinafore and a dressing robe, slightly worn and with a darned patch on the sleeve, but clean and fresh smelling.<br/>"I got these from Greta M'Lady, all the clothes that are no longer used end up with her, she and her girls remake them for us servants."<br/><br/>She held them out.<br/>"They are both clean M'Lady, I'm sorry they are not new, but ... well ...yours are still in the making...."