Dust away the winter

“I've never been a trendsetter before. Is that how Queens normally feel?” She wiggled her brow at the beautiful Queen before her. Briar didn’t always have confidence, she’d admitted as much to Lia. But she was beyond a doubt beautiful and a figure she imagined every young girl in the Hallows would wish to emulate.

Her eyes widened a little as Briar admitted to wishing to relax a little. Instead, she’d come back to find her room in shambles. “Oh, no, My Lady! You don’t have to do that. You could rest in my room until I'm finished up, if you like” she would hate to mess up Briar’s coat, and those braids would all have to be washed and re-tied as well. “There’s still a bit to clear out, but I can have it done for you in no time” She promised, bending down as she began to sweep more of the soot into the bucket. A little horrified at the idea of Briar getting down on her hands and knees and helping with the filthy work.

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