Kura glances at her. "If you wish I could talk to the Doctor about some sort of medication?" She asks curiously. She brushes some dust off her dress. "We also have guests this afternoon. I hope that's alright." She says, looking around the room and analyzing what she would need to clean.
"Medicine has never done anything for them." Maradeth waved her hand in a flippant way.
"As for the guests, I remember." She sipped her tea again. The warm steam wafted around her face, gently caressing her curly locks.
She glances at the other before walking briskly towards the vanity and setting out the jewelry for the day before looking at the clock. "Shall we." She motions her head towards the dress. "We must get ready for the day. It's a long day ahead of us." She says, gazing at the other.
Maradeth gracefully swung off of the bed and stood by the vanity, waiting for Kura to dress her.
Kura grabbed the dress with gloved hands and gently removes her nightdress and then helps the other get dressed, a small smile on her lips. "Well then, young mistress. What jewelry today?" She asks curiously as she tightens the dress gently.
"The emerald necklace. The simple one." Maradeth never liked wearing large necklaces, only enough to draw the eye to her face, not her chest. She was embarrassed, a young lady who hadn't filled out yet.
Kura nods and gently grabs the necklace before setting it around her neck. She brushed Maradeth's hair before gently braiding it. She hesitates before saying, "There was a letter from her Highness." She hands the letter to the other. "There's been another murder. Third one this week."
"It seems we might actually have to look into it." Maradeth sighed.
"Cousin always did turn to me for help."
(I am so sorry! I took a break from Notebook due to school and Mental Health. If you would like to continue, please tell me.)
(I wouldn't mind continuing, but I understand if you don't want to.)
( I would love to)
Kura nods at Maradeths words before carefully finishing off the braid and opening the letter for her. She hums faintly as she walks to the bed to make it. She glances at Maradeth before looking back at the bed, tucking the sides in neatly.
Maradith glanced down at the letter. The victim was the same as the rest; young, pregnant blonde. The child found a few feet away. An image of it was included.
"Tis a shame. They ripped a perfectly fine dress."
"Indeed, mistress. Shall I prepare a carriage, and search for clues?" Kura's long black hair ran neatly down her back. She glanced around and sighed softly.
"Yes, I suppose so." Maradith looked in the mirror. She touched her chest, where she knew her contract mark was. She stood.
Kura looks towards her mistress and chuckles, "As you wish." She bows faintly before walking out of the room to prepare the carriage. "Do you wish to come with me, mistress?"
"I see no reason not to. Though, I will have to return in time for our visitors." Maradeth stood for a moment, then exited her room.
"Very well." She guides the other to the carriage, helping Maradeth into the carriage. She then walked to the drivers seat and cracked the reins.
Maradeth rearranged her skirts as Kura started to drive them away. She touched her forehead, sighing. The night terror had been the same as always.
Kura rode silently, her mind wandering to her human life. She didn't remember it. No matter how hard she tried. She sighed softly, taking the road towards London.
Maradeth watched the world pass by as they made their way to London. She was quietly contemplating the facts of the murders.
Eventually, they pulled up to the funeral house, where the bodies were being held. Kura leaped off the seat gracefully before opening the door for her mistress with a faint bow.
Maradeth stepped out, making sure to avoid any mud on the way in.
Kura followed after, looking around before entering the funeral house as well.
Maradeth made her way to the bodies. They had been covered, and the fetuses were in the back room.
"How curious." Kura glances at the bodies, her eyes narrowing in wonder. "All women, uteruses carved out, rather well done night I say… And the children. Did they die as well?"
"Most did. One, however, was close to being in labor. The strangest part is that the killer cleaned and wrapped the baby, putting it to its mother's dead breast to feed. That's how it was found." Amradeth was fascinated. It seemed the crime was against the mother, not the children.
"How curious…" Kura mutters, gazing at the bodies. Curious indeed. She glances around before looking at her mistress. "What shall our course of action be, mistress?"
"The same as always; examine the bodies." Maradeth stepped into the back room.
Kura nods before glancing at a file before nodding to herself. She gazes at the bodies. "This needed an expert. Look at these cuts. Clean, well done. Must have needed someone trained with steady hands."
Maradeth nodded, carefully lifting the sheet on one body to look at the entirety of it.
"Look here; the entire uterus was cut out. Even the ovaries."