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Royal Shadow

Darren nods his head. "It is better to learn from the past than dwell on it. Believe me, I know from expierence." He says, before eating another scoop of pasta. "What you do now is more important that what you have done." He says, digging once again into the pasta.
 
She nods, finishing the food and then standing. She starts to clean the dishes and cooking utensils, humming softly. After awhile she finishes, looking around as she wipes her hands on the cloth.
 
Darren sets his plate down, turning towards the door they had entered. Shadow stood in the doorway. "I see you two are getting along." He commented, moving into the room. A younger girl followed behind him as he moved, she stayed close to him, her eyes darting nervously around the room.
 
"Well I don't see any other company around here that's worth while right now." She mumbles, looking at the girl, "Who is this?" She asks, trying to be polite now. She takes in the girls appearance whilst bringing a hand through her own hair and approaching the girl., "No need to be nervous around here. No one going to hurt you. Not physically anyway, they might lie or emotionally wreck you though." She says, a sweet smile on her face and a glance to Shadow.
 
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The girl immediately hid behind Shadow. "She is shy around others." Shadow explained, looking back at the girl. "Her name is Selina." He frowned. "Things are pretty crazy out there, she got seperated from her family and snuck into one of my hideouts. She triggered an alarm and I found her this morning."


The girl looked up a him, a smile on her face. "Shadow will keep me safe." She said in a quiet voice, frowning at Isabella.
 
Isabella nods slowly, "Sure, the knight in shining armour himself." She says, placing the cloth on the side, wiping it as she continues to clean, "Welcome, Selina. No harm will come to you here, I'm sure we can find your parents as well as manage a kingdom and change everything." She murmurs, realising how cold she was being and sighing, walking out of the room.
 
Shadow snatches up a biscut as he follows Isabella, handing it to Selina. "Those not envolved with the fighting have fled to the outskirts of the slums." He said to Isabella as they moved. Darren followed between them. "Most of the fighting is happening where the slums meet the city."
 
"I'll sort it." She says lightly, "Or I'll try." She murmurs quietly. She stares into space as they walk, moving her hand to her other one, trying to ignore the pain. She looks around after a moment and looks at Shadow, "I want anyone fighting to be bought here and then kept in the prison unless there's a good enough reason for the violence."
 
"That will be a bit diffucult." Shadow said, sighing. "The guards that were not captured are trying to keep the slums at bay. The people have realized that the royals are not in control, and they are trying to move into the city. The rebels are defending them from the guards attempts." He frowned. "Is it possible you could order the guard to stand down? I am ruining low on favors to call in."
 
She nods slowly, "I'll call a meeting with them all when I've sorted the servants out." She states softly, looking at him now and then opening the study doors. Many of the servants were waiting inside now and she smiles slightly, "I'm going to give you all a decision and you are free to decide. As a new ruler, things will be different. You can all stay and work here or find different jobs within the region. I know it's not been easy, the royals aren't the nicest of people." She murmurs.
 
Shadow turned and kneeled. He began talking softly to Selina as Isabella addressed the servants.


The servants looked at each other, unsure of how to react. Very few even looked at Isabella, fearing that this may be a test of some kind.
 
Isabella sighs lightly, "All I can do is apologise for the ways things were. You can leave if you like. I understand if none of you would want to stay. But to those who do, things will change. I'll be better." She murmurs.
 
One if the servants steps forward. She looks to be near Isabella's age. "If things really will change for the better, then I will stay. If they do not improve soon, then i am leaving." She said boldly, looking at Isabella. Most of the other servants were shocked by her words, and one even reached out to her to pull her back into the group.
 
Isabella grins now at the girl, "Thank you, this place will be a happy in no time. Thank you for stepping forward. I know it takes a lot to speak up, most of you look frightened half to death." She murmurs, "I know I just look like the posh girl that found morals but I'm more than that and I'm serious about these changes." She says.
 
The girl nods, and smiles. "Good." She said simply, looking back at he fellows. "I believe I speak for most everyone." Some of the servants nodded, not a single one said different.
 
"You can all tell me. I'm not going to punish you for your opinions. Any issues or worries, address them so I can do something about them." She says lightly, "Freedom of speech." She adds, looking at each of them.
 
Some of the servants stepped forward and listed problems such a low pay, long hours, harsh punishment, and little in the way of living areas.


Darren watched from wall, slightly amused by the happenings in the room. He looked over to Shadow and Selina, smiling as the she laughed at something Shadow had said.
 
Isabella nods slowly at each thing, "Okay, okay. Settle down a bit. This house has over twelve bedrooms, and since once everything is over, only I'll be staying here. It'd be a good idea to have a staff quarters. You can live here, rent free and with food, as well as a fair pay. That is if you're willing to live here. We could build houses of many a staff house in the city." She suggests softly, her mind racing, "I assure you that all punishments as harsh as they were before will be coming to a complete stop." She adds, "Hours can be changed, there's plenty of you to spread out the shifts and I'll do my best to have a schedule made so all is as fair as I can make it." She says, taking a deep breath.
 
The girl who first spoke out steps forward. It appears that the servants have deemed her their spokesperson. "We are willing to postpone negotions till things settle down. We are aware that you have other important things to deal with." She offers.
 
Isabella nods, "Of course. So much to do. The slums are a mess right now I'm afraid. My fault, this was the worst way to do things so I apologise. Things are probably worst than ever actually." She murmurs quietly, trying to keep it together, "I'll try my best to handle things as quickly as I can." She adds.
 
The girl nods. "We appreciate that you have taken notice of suchs things as how your servants are treated." She said with honesty. "Please, do not rush on our part, some things will take time to help."
 
She nods softly, "Thank you all for coming here and hearing me out. Consider yourselves not at work for now, relax." She murmurs, walking out and looks around slowly. She stifles a sigh and grabs her hooded cloak.
 
The servants disperse, disappear through the building. "What next?" Darren asks, moving aay from the wall. Shadow walks towards him, Selina tight on his heals. She seemed happier, and was even a short distance from him at times. "I think I will go looking for Selina's family." Shadow said, looking down at selina.
 
Isabella puts on her cloak and leaves the building, hoping to find the guards. She knew it was still risky to leave the building alone, many still hated her. She looks around slowly, heading to where they said the violence had begun.
 
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Darren followed behind. "Isn't there an easier way of contacting them?" He asked her, his eyes scanned their surroundings and he unstraped his holster, his hand resting on the handle of his gun. Shadow and Selina had disappeared in another direction.
 

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