Thread: Sightless [Sigr / Raina_Reader]

Strangely, during the brief meeting with the Baron and Baroness Ravenwood, very little was actually said about the ailment their daughter suffered from. They spoke of her needs, her admirable yet stubborn desire to be independent as possible, but never specifically of the condition at hand. It could have been an oversight on their part, or an assumption that Evelyn, who seemed proper and professional in the moment, knew what she was getting into. It was clear from their small interaction that the Ravenwoods loved their daughter. The way they spoke about her, their manic concern and the dread they expressed about being away for a considerable time was everpresent in their voice and expressions. Why they settled on Evelyn, not even she knew the answer, perhaps in their haste, she seemed like a good fit based on impressions, or they were far too stressed and distracted to realize they had been deceived. Evelyn didn't know what to expect when she pushed open those doors, but when she laid eyes on a slightly disheveled girl scrambling in her bed at the sudden arrival of a stranger, she was taken back by how normal she looked. There was no deformity to be seen, her limbs appeared to be in functioning order and her skin certainly was not falling off. It was a little pale to be sure, but that was to be expected of a supposed sickly girl kept indoors at all times. Eve stood there, frozen upon the threshold of the girls chambers realizing just how out of her own element she was. Becoming increasingly aware she was expected to curstie or return a respectful greeting, she performed a mildly panicked bow which sounded to Alexandra to be nothing more than frantic shuffling and the ruffling of a common dress.. After another stint of silence, it was then that Evelyn took notice of the glassy eyed expression upon the girls face. Goddesses tears, she's blind? She silently exclaimed to herself before speaking up nervously. A--aah! Lady Alexandra, charmed. I mean--It's a pleasure--er an honor to meet you. She froze again for another span of silence before gasping and sputtering out my name is Eve--I mean, Rosewind. Er-- Evelyn Rosewind, my lady. How did she manage to be so charming with the Baron and Baroness and yet fumble with her words so dismally here, when it was now more important than ever to keep up appearances? Get a grip Eve, relax. She's blind, so it doesn't matter how presentable or noble you look, if you continue to sound like an bafoon she will think you are one. As Alexandra faceplanted upon the bed, Evelyn uttered another gasp of surprise before starting towards her, but stopped herself before reaching the bed. She needed to be mindful of boundaries until she got to know this girl better. Boundaries she could do. Establishing trust with another person was actually something she was good at, and had a lot of experience in due to her past profession. Are you alright My lady? She bit her bottom lip, hands clasped and folded together infront of her as she fidgeted nervously. I apologize for the sudden intrusion of my arrival. Your parents insisted I greet you when I arrive. We'll be spending a lot of time together from now on, as I'll be here for all of your daily needs. If there's anything I can do for you at this present moment, fetch you anything, or help you get dressed, please, just say the word. Nudity and indecency was yet something else that didn't bother Evelyn, which gave her an advantage in this situation that she didn't account for. She had seen it all in her past experiences and had plenty of experience undressing or redressing others along with assisting them in all manner of activities. The increased benefit of this position was that there was no sex at all or degradation of her personal worth, which would be easier and far more straight forward from her perspective. Living in a fancy manor was a nice perk as well. None of it would matter however if she didn't establish a trust with this Alexandra.