Thread: A Wizards Screwup. <Angelicxdream+Draith>

Audrey's eyes widened in delight as she saw a buffet of what she had requested. Eagerly, she saw the white ceramic plate appear. On it, there was a stack full of bronzed pancakes that looked like it was cooked to perfection. There was a silver gravy boat nearby, filled halfway with rich maple syrup, and drizzled it over the pancakes. Placing only a few pancakes on her plate, she put the rest on a nearby plate that was empty. She began to eat it, cutting it into pieces with her silver knife and fork, cutting it into bite-sized pieces, and into her mouth. She was starving! She hadn't eaten since last night. She had finished in twenty minutes flat. This was because he had left her to herself, she had pouted because she had no company and she wanted his company. Everything about Audrey spelt fragile, and she just wanted to talk to him like a human being, socializing.. she wanted to know more about the man that had kidnapped her from her home. Not that she would go back. Her family, her friends, they were all gone. She sighed, and swirled the remaining syrup in the plate, and called, Master? I finished. She didn't know where he was, so she opted for exploring the library, her fingertips brushing against the dusted wooden bookshelves. She was surprised. All the books had the words magic, or spell, or dark in them. She shivered, not knowing if he would like it if she just picked up so she left it on the shelf. She walked over to the window, and pushed aside the slightly dusty curtains, her arms folded over her chest, as she saw the view from here. She saw a green lawn, that had been dulled into a yellow to brown shade because no one had taken care of it. A stone wall that surrounded the tower. Hm. That would make it more difficult to escape. She wondered if he had put it there on purpose. If he knew she had second thoughts. She found a loveseat in the middle of the room, and slumped over there. She didn't know her way around the tower, and she was afraid if she did dare to venture outside this room, he would misconstrue her meaning, thinking that she wanted to escape. So, she stayed in the library, wondering what was going to happen next. Well, she figured out something. She did want other things. She felt silly walking around in the bedsheet, and her feet.. they were dirty and cold from walking on the cool stone tiles. She wanted her clothes back, perhaps some new clothing because.. she had to wash her clothing, and she couldn't walk around nude. No, that would be bad. She waited until he appeared and asked, Master, may I please go out and buy new clothing? I can't just live in this bedsheet, you know. And my feet are rather cold, may I go out and buy shoes too? She had some money. Not a lot, but some. If only she could get to her pants. Oh, and my old clothing? I need to wash it. She laid on the sofa, feeling herself overcome with fatigue. She wondered if he'd let her sleep. She sat up, wiping her weary eyes, rubbing them with her fingers, yawning quietly. He probably would think she would just go out to escape. And he, no doubt, would want to supervise. But.. did he even need to go outside with her? He could just whisper a few words, and he would get what he wanted. She sighed, magic. She still hadn't come to terms with it. She still didn't quite believe it was real. But surely, it was.