Richard nods his head before he brushed past Miguel and made his way into the dining hall. A serving woman pulls out his chair and hands him a napkin before disappearing. “How was your walk?”
“It was lovely. I ran into Elizabeth. She was taking the boys to see her parents for a few days,” Theodosia responds.
During dinner, Miguel went to the servant quarters to rest from the long and tiring day. He entered room and closed the door behind him, if lucky he’d have some peace and quiet for about an hour.
They eat dinner in silence other than the occasional request to pass food. With the meal finished it's half an hour in the parlor. Richard does some work and she does some sewing. Addie comes prancing into the room a few minutes later, a half chewed up shoe in her mouth. Theodosia grabs the item and shoves it under the couch before her husband notices. Dealing with that isn't something that she feels like doing right now. More time passes before the couple retires to the bedroom. Doing what Richard wants is the only way she makes it through another day and Richard just so happens to want a baby.
A little while later, Theodosia sits in front of the vanity in the bathroom, brushing her hair and getting ready to turn in for the night.
Miguel had done a a little bit more evening work but thankfully, it was time to rest. He went and started to get ready for bed in one of the servant bathrooms.
(Skip?)
(Yeah sure)
Theodosia sits on the swing in the back garden, her eyes closed. It’s a beautiful day outside. She still has a few more hours to herself before Richard returns home. Addie lays on one of the chairs a few feet away, her ears perked. The song of lovely chirping and singing comes from the open doors to the parlor. Pearl, her white canary, is in a wonderful mood and it shows through the happy little songs.
After doing a few chores inside, Miguel went outside to check on Theodosia, “Lady Theodosia?” He said coming up to her, “Is there anything I can get you at the moment?”
Upon hearing someone say her name, Theodosia opens her eyes and looks around. “No thank you, Miguel.” Sitting out here and enjoying the peace is good enough for her. “Would like like to sit with me?” The swing is sit up like a bench so there’s plenty of room for the both of them to sit comfortably.
Miguel smiled and nodded, “Of course m’lady,”. He sat down next to her, “Enjoying this beautiful day so far?”
Theodosia nods her head. "Yes, I am. It is so lovely out today." The flowers are blooming, the birds are singing, and the sun is high in the sky. What's not to love. "Have you had much of a chance to enjoy the nice weather?"
Miguel shook his head, "No not necessarily…I've been working all day, as usual."
Theodosia's face heats up. She should have known that. "Do you feel like you are being overworked?"
Miguel paused to think about it, "Occasionally, most of the time the work I do isn't that bad."
"I can ask Richard to lesson the work load for everyone. Does anyone else feel overworked?" Theodosia asks, frowning slightly.
Miguel smiled at Theodosia, "No need to ask to lessen the workload, Lady Theodosia, we all handle our work quite well and none of us are usually overworked."
"Are you certain? I would hate to think that all of the chores leave no time to relax." Theodosia looks over to him, her expression concerned. She would prefer to do at least some of the work herself but her husband doesn't approve of that.
"I am very certain, it is no problem to us at all." Miguel replied.
She nods her head slightly. "If there ever is a problem, please like me know."
"Of course," Miguel replied, "How are Addie and Pearl doing? Well I assume?"
"Addie is enjoying a nap at the moment," Theodosia laughs lightly, gesturing towards where the dog is sleeping. "Pearl is going wonderfully as well, thank you for asking."
"That's fantastic, glad to know you all are doing well." Miguel responded, "What about Master Richard? How is work going for him?'
"Work is stressful but it has been going well." Theodosia looks up to the sky as she thinks. "He has a business trip planned for sometime next month."
"Oh?" Miguel said, surprised, "Where is he going? Anywhere, new?"
“Nowhere new. He hasn’t told me where he will be going but I know that much,” Theodosia sighs quietly.