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Date Posted: 21:19:00 11/01/01 Thu
Author: Katrina Romanov
Subject: ::debut::



::Late in the evening, as the full moon shone over Camelot, giving it a rather pale tint, a light chaise pulls quietly up to the gate. A stout, shabbily dressed footman agily jumps from the tail to awake the gatekeeper with numerous shouts and clambering. After convincing the gatekeeper that the resident of the chaise was friend, not foe, the heavy iron-clad gate opens...::

--Kat had slept most of the way...it was dark and the dull clip-clop noise of the horse and squeaks of the carriage lulled her to sleep. She was jarred awake by the screeches of her footman...Jameson was always loud. Hastily, she checked to make sure her clothes were not in -too- horrible a state of disarray. Pulling aside the dingy lace curtain, she watches as Camelot's impressive gate opens..making various complaining groans about being 'awakened' as such an hour. She tucks a stray strand of hair {one that her nurse missed in coiffing her hair this morning} behind her ear with her right hand before stepping lightly out of the chaise.--

::It had all begun two weeks ago...her titled father had called her into his chambers. "Katrina," he started, with his thick accent. "You must learn the way of the world child...staying here, in our country, is stunting you. You are independent for sure.." At this, he laughed. Both Kat and her father new she was almost -too- independent. "But you are naive, it is true. I've arranged for you to stay at Camelot...sans servants, my dear. I shall provide you with a salary to live on, but this is all. You will make mistakes, you will gain friends and enemies..you may come back or you may never..." He trailed off here..and spent the next ten minutes discussing the transport plans before dismissing her. Katrina was thrilled...she was growing tired of her stifling hometown and her boredom was spiraling her toward more destructive pursuits quite unlady-like. Two weeks later, she was on her way.::

--A flush of excitment tainted her cheeks a light rosy hue. She was thrilled to finally be here..even the air felt different. As a habit, her hand flew to her necklace, a jade strand imported from the east. Her slippered feet barely made a sound as she crossed the cobblestones toward the main hall. Switching her small carpet bag to her left hand she prepared to knock with her right. Jameson quickly dropped her trunk to do the deed for her....a habit, it was obvious...but she held up her hand and hit the brass knocker herself. The door opened and she was ushered into a warm hall. Introductions were made to the wary nightwatchman, and she was escorted to a temporary chamber. Her nursemaid followed under the pretense of making sure the room was up to par..but it was obvious the old woman was simply fond of Katrina. A fire was started, her bags were unpacked, farewell kisses and tears exchanged, and Kat was left in solitude. For the first time. Wearily, she drifted off with one final thought...."Tomorrow is another day."--

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