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Ishka was, frankly, very nervous. For the past seven years she had a stable life, not a thriving one, but she knew what she would be doing the next morning, knew where she would sleep, where she would eat, and that, while she was lonely, she was not on the streets.
But now her former master, a minor Lord in Serendipity, had told her of another job that would be open to her, and that she would be a fool not to accept.
Ishka would have been perfectly fine with not taking the job and working under the same lord, but he was firing her, and that's why he had told her of another noble who was interested in a servant girl. Her now-former master hadn't been a cruel man, but he had been quite harsh and unforgiving to her and all his subordinates, though now he was firing her due to a small slip-up she had made, and another woman whom he thought would do better in her place, despite the fact she had served him faithfully for seven years.
But he had suggested another job to her, and now she was her way to her new employer's home, and the place she would from then on spend her time.
The residence wasn't far from her former masters mansion, so she walked, not that she had the money to travel any other way even if she wanted to, her few belongings in a small bag over her shoulder, the most important among them her sketchbook and her few pencil stubs, as she had no money for ink or a pen. She walked up to the servants entrance and knocked on the door. It was opened by a middle aged man dressed in simple clothes. Ihka curtsied politely.
"I am Ishka Vallire, Sir, and I was told that there was a job here I could have."
The man nodded and smiled. "There is, just come inside and I'll get you acquainted."
"Thank you, sir," Ishka said, following him inside the estate. As he showed her around the house he explained what her duties would be, she found them much the same as her last job, though this house was much nicer and more inviting. She did not glimpse any people who seemed like they could be the owner of such a mansion, and Ishka wondered what kind of people she would be working for now. She hoped they would not be heartless, but considering she only had experience with one kind of master, she didn't really know what to think. All she knew of her employers was their names, which the man,whom Ishka learned to be a head servant named Seerit, told her.
When he finished showing her around Seerit, who was actually quite kind and friendly, showed her to where she would be staying.
He left and she set her things in the small chest next to her bed. Her quarters were very similar to those she had had previously, though slightly larger and nicer. Three female servants would share a room, and Ishka's bed was nearest to the window. Once her things were stowed away, Ishka went to the window and peered out. Her window was looking out the side of the manor, but she could just see around the corner of the house to the front yard area, where a rider was just coming in.
Ishka stepped away from the window and sat upon her bed, sighing. This job would be much the same as the last one, if not worse, as she had no idea who her masters would be. It would be boring, tedious, and lonely, except now she had to completely adjust to the unfamiliar surroundings and unknown people who may or may not be cruel.
Ishka did get her hopes up.
