Water the Roses ( Read more... )

Two days ago master gave us the lines to the play for the gather. I memorized as much as I could but didn’t get very far. Everyone was upset but we managed, we always do. It isn’t every day you get to make a roomful of corpses do anything much less make them laugh. That’s what I told the rest of the family. Nathaniel and Donovan were fine; ( Read more... )

A Wreath of Hemlock… From the point of view of a thrall ( Read more... )

Last night was even worse then the first time. There were more of those terrifying Nosferatu. One of them made me sit next to him and Master Lucien saw it. It was so humiliating being pulled down like that with all those young kindred telling master where I could and could not sit. Why don’t they just ignore me like they did at court in London ( Read more... )

Well Journal I saw the Lady Windermere today, she is very beautiful. I can see why he fancies her. I’m glad for the time I spent in finishing school now. I’m not good enough to be a governess but I know more then enough to be an accomplished ladies maid. I can’t imagine asking her to use my dress hooks. She is so poised I don’t think she would ( Read more... )

He is courting someone. She is a young Lady of impeccable breeding. Her name is Lady Dovesary Windermer. I was foolish to hope that he might choose me. Still I love him and I will serve him and his new bride. I can’t help but be excited. Master Lucien is in such good spirits. I wonder what she is like; I’ve been pestering master Lucien with ( Read more... )

By the fire one night, sleepy he had just fed and in a moment of his eccentric inspiration he left the wounds and drew me in my under things. It was a marvelous painting done all in black lines with red oil for the blood. I loved it. Later I was at his feet my head on his knee, cleaned and warm. I asked him if he ever wanted more from a ( Read more... )

My Name is Eva ( Read more... )

December 10th 1872 ( Read more... )

January 17th 1872 ( Read more... )