spite of her preference to live in the woods as a nymph, as her
spirit would have.. she was ushered off to boarding school to
become the lady her status required. She didn't rebel for she knew
it was necessary and would make her family proud of any
accomplishments. Still, it didn't go unnoticed of the quiet lass
whose gaze would drift from her studies to the open window and the
call of nature... day dreaming, until they were interrupted by the
scholar sometimes with a snap of her attention back as a hand
slapped to her desk to gain it. Sometimes a scowl was seen with
the lift of that dark gaze, sometimes a knowing smile... but they
did gain her attention back to where it should be.
had come and so with it the ending of her studies here, she would
be graduating soon as a Lady of etiquette. Did she put her best
effort into this considering her true desires? Would she manage in
the world outside being rather shy and aloft at times? Trepidation
was there in the worried glint of her eyes along with the
butterflies they produced.. a new world to discover that held no
promises. Would her daydreams be realize or make endurance of
reality that much harder? All these things were held to herself in
her shy quiet ways.
was sent as a ward of Heathfield Castle under the Queen and King
there to continue her studies and learn the ways of a lady. It was
hoped by this a suitable marriage would be hers one day and ensure
her future. Her parents had this in mind by sending her away.
*Picture used is to represent how
Dacey would look only.
No Claims Made*