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didn’t want to take it in there he was in no mood to play servant, if she was hungry she could come out and eat.  He sighed knowing that any comment along those lines would draw disapproval from Ella and he wasn’t in the mood for that either. 
    Luke rapped lightly on the door, there was no answer.
    “Angel.” He said softly pushing the door open.  She was asleep in the middle of the bed, she was curled in a tight ball. He didn’t know how that could possibly be comfortable. He debated the idea of waking her and finally decided against it. He placed the tray on the table beside the bed and quietly retrieved a change of clothes.

Chapter 2
    Angelica opened her eyes slowly, her head didn’t hurt nearly as much but as she lay there trying to remember anything, she could only remember as far back as waking up the previous day. She sighed and sat up. She needed to get up. She was not going to be able to spend another day cooped up in this bedroom.  She stood carefully testing her body again she was still sore but she felt much better than she had the day before.  She opened the door and peeked out she didn’t see or hear anyone. She crept down the hall and peered around the corner, she saw Ella in the kitchen. She was alone so she eased out from behind the wall.
    “Excuse me,” Ella stopped at the sound and looked up. “ Is it alright if I come out?”
    “Of course it is.” Ella laughed.
    “Um do I have any clothes?”
    “Oh, well the dress you were wearing is going to need a good washing but I think I might be able to find something you can wear. “ Ella led her into her own bedroom and Angelica immediately spotted a mirror above the dresser. She went to it and examined her own reflection.  She was disappointed that she didn’t recognize herself. She looked like a wild woman her hair was matted with dirt and tangled and she had a large bump and a bruise on her forehead.  She touched her face gingerly as she looked at herself. It was like looking at someone else. She took a deep breath, she had the sudden urge to cry and had to will herself not to. 
    “Come here and I’ll help you, we’ll see if we can wash some of that stuff out of your hair.” Angelica sat in the chair Ella offered her and the older woman poured some water into a basin. She deftly began to wash the debris out of her hair. She was done much sooner than Angelica expected and she wrapped a towel around her head.
    “There much better,” Ella proclaimed, “Here I think this will fit as well as anything else I have, it’s only the length that might be a problem.” Ella ha nded her a dress and she quickly changed into it. A glance in the mirror told her that the source of her pain was collection of purple and black bruises covering her back, hips and shoulders.
    “I look as if I had been trampled.” She mumbled.
    “If you had at least some of those bruises would look like hooves. No, you look more like you took a fall and rolled a piece.  Angelica frowned as she put her hands in her hair and wound it up into an elaborate style on top of her head and pinned it in place. Ella smiled.
    “I guess some things you just don’t forget.”
    “What?” Angelica turned and looked in the mirror and realized what she had done. The style didn’t look familiar either, but it had felt so natural while she was doing it she hadn’t even thought about it. She began to wonder what else she could do if she didn’t think about it.
    “Well I better get breakfast on, the kitchen w ill be full of hungry men soon.” Ella said before she left the room. Angelica took one last look at herself in the mirror before she followed Ella out.
    “Can I help?”
    “Sure what would you like to do?”  Angelica thought for a moment, nothing felt familiar, she tried to think if there was something she could just do but it was impossible to think of anything.  She looked at Ella and smiled.
    “I don’t know.”
    “Why don’t you set the table, you can find