"They have no taste," Clarience murmured as she heard the students leave their dorms and flee out of the volume of the violin music; the music was not even bad, it was rather soothing and calm to her ears. "One more story, and my eyes shall rest. I loved the first one."
"A story before bed would be nice, seeing that it is 10 pm." Clarience changed into her nightgown and rolled onto her bed, she pressed her face into the pillows taking in the clean scent. It was lovely to be rich and royal. Clarience threw the blankets over herself and stared at her maid, waiting for a story.
"If you would please play a string instrument, that would be lovely, preferably the violin, you know how father does love his string orchestras." Clarience sat down on her well furnished chair and chuckled, this was just as luxurious as home.
"It's fine maid, do as you wish. I do not want you to suffocate and die, because then I would have one less maid to order around," Clarience said. This was her attempt at showing how she cared, though it was rather hard to execute and she ended up making it sound rather rude.
"Amusing, someone must be jealous of our height, Maid." She laughed and flipped her hair, "People have said that Norwegian women are beautiful and tall, and the rumors hold true to their every word." Clarience placed her free hand on her cheek and sighed happily, "Maid, carry my longsword and my shield, we are heading to the dormitories."