

Candlelight - part 4The lighting of my final candle came at last, I could see the sun beginning to poke itself up from behind the hills and the rays of light depicted the wavering for the trees.Candlelight - part 4
My heart was crushed. I even let in my notice with no real explanation of the reason. A week went by. My cases were packed and I was dressed in my long blue overcoat. The horse and cart was waiting for me. I had gotten a family friend to lend him to me. I bid a sad farewell to Elizabeth and nothing to Edward. I thanked the family for their kind hospitality and a heart aching goodbye to my mother. I was off.
The next few months were r


Candlelight - part 3Lighting my 3rd candle I look from the window before me. I am now to be working into daylight a lovely thing to be doing.Candlelight - part 3
It was when I was making the frock coat that I heard the news. I was slightly hurt that I had not heard it from Elizabeth as it was of much importance but I simply reminded myself I was a servant and her a rich young lady. The news was of the letter. One written by the hand of the prince to none other than Miss Elizabeth, she was overjoyed. With the arrival of the letter there was much going on round the castle. He often reclined to a quiet corner in the work rooms to work on the coat. It was 8 nig


Candlight - part 2I light the second candle and continue my journey. The window before me still shows the pitch back of night and the other 2 candles lay motionless at the small flames wake.Candlight - part 2
Now I do not know much of the nights secrets but I did manage to piece together a few of the details. Truth be told Elizabeth and me did not get to spend much time together in the forthcoming weeks. It was unheard of for a Lady to mix with her servants in such a friendship like manner and her mother was keeping her eye out, especially with the good review from the prince. To put more pressure upon us to stay hidden the castle was buzzing with excitement


Candlelight - part 1The first candle is lit as I start my story; my quill is pointed and loaded with ink and my mind races upon the past events that have changed my life, now I am ready to begin. My name is Jane Henley and late December 1893 was when it all started. The small cold flakes of snow drifted through the brisk nights air. I was up late as per usual working on the dress. The dress of all dresses, the one that Princess Elizabeth to be would be wearing the night she met the prince. But of course I didnt know that then, no one did. As for Elizabeth, she is the kindest most beautiful creature I have ever met. Which I must say is a complete contCandlelight - part 1
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