She cleans some more.

She approaches the next door and gives it a knock. She knows this one belongs to one of the lord's daughters. After a moment, she hears a, "Come in," so she twists the knob and heads on inside.

The first daughter of the Brimsley house--Lady Beatrice. Her hair is jet-black and incredibly long. It flows halfway down her back, partially covering her sleeveless blue dress. She's already in her bare feet, and her several necklaces and earrings have already mostly been removed and placed inside a velvet-lined box. She has long, dark lashes and painted lips. As the eldest daughter of the family, she carries a lot of maturity and confidence, even without saying a word. She turns to the catfolk with bright blue eyes and speaks.

"Go ahead," is all she says before looking back at the mirror of her vanity.

"Yes, m'lady. I'll be quiet," Fi replies.

She begins to dust and tidy up the room, though things are already rather clean. It definitely isn't going to take long. She periodically glances over at the noblewoman removing the last of the jewellery that decorates her body. She's a striking woman, and she certainly doesn't shy away from showcasing her wealth. Her whole outfit is probably worth more than Fi makes in a year.

"How have you been finding things?" the woman suddenly asks.

Fi turns from the bedside table. "Very good. Thank you for asking."

"I heard you've become more acquainted with my brothers than I. You best not get any ideas."

"Of course not, m'lady."

Things become quiet again. She starts to feel uncomfortable after that.

I wasn't going to do that! I took a vow. But now she's making me even more nervous. If I did break that vow and... spent some time with one of the boys, what would she do to me? She's kind of scary.

Fi opens up the drawer of the table and her eyes widen at what she sees. Sitting all on its own is a huge, black phallus with a set of testicles attached. Coming from beneath is a second, smaller shaft as well. Her face turns red the instant she sees what she was certainly not meant to see. It is not against the law or anything to masturbate--far from it. The vow was Fi's own decision. Though, Varat is certainly the most prude kingdom around, and to find any woman's toy would be embarrassing, but this is Lady Beatrice!

She slams the drawer closed quickly.

"Hmm? Did you trip?" asks the lady in question. However, she doesn't turn.

"I'm fine, m'lady!" Fi purses her lips. That thing was so big. How would it even fit? It's almost like Lord Faroe--No, no! What am I thinking about now?

She awkwardly finishes her cleaning around the same time Lady Beatrice stands. They proceed out the door together. Fi assumes her to be going for a bath, but that doesn't really matter. One more room and Fi can do that as well. A relaxing bath is the only thing she's been able to find that can relax her body enough to sleep after a day of feeling pent-up. It's happened many times before. Today has certainly been the absolute worst it's been, however.

Fi proceeds down the hall towards the next destination.