earthlyeliza:
“I suppose trust have to be earned.” Eliza said with a knowing smile, picking up on the girls skepticism. It wasn’t unusual behavior for one of her rank. Besides, living in here didn’t make you trust easy, that was for sure. “Don’t fret darling, you’ll have a wonderful time with me. I happen to take care of the slaves I rent, as much as they’ll let me.” Which was not a lie. She preferred to do things by the book and make sure the ones she brought home had plenty of reasons to return a second time. They were well fed, clothed and their needs was heavily taken into consideration. Half the fun came from making sure the one she was with ended up as gratified as possible. “Huh, I think that is a shame. A beauty like you hidden in here.” Eliza shook her head, finding the idea a little absurd. Naturally the girl had to be popular, though it was possible she didn’t much fancy it. At her question the witch merely cocked an eyebrow, waiting in silent anticipation. A wicked smile curled her lips as Jamie sort of baited her. Again with that cheeky attitude. “All very easy to accommodate. Is that a challenge sweetie? I’ll take it.” Coming to a stop in front of the cottage like house, Eliza unlocked the front door with a wave of her hand, and held it open for Jamie. “We’ll have a blast then. Come on in. Do you want anything to drink or eat before we begin?”
“Something like that” not that Jamie ever really trusted anyone, she wasn’t even sure she was capable of trusting someone, at least not fully. Her experiences made trust very hard. “I guess I can at least give you the benefit of the doubt” Jamie shrugged, the mistress hadn’t done anything for Jamie not to trust her but she didn’t trust, benefit of the doubt was the best she could do, at least for now. “I don’t mind” she replied, she didn’t really like being stuck in a cell for most of the day but she didn’t mind being left alone either. “It is, it wouldn’t be fun if I just gave you all the information” she said, grinning when Eliza said she’d take the challenge. “No, I’m good” she told her as she walked through the door.
















