Victoria's Moon

Elizabeth is the daughter of a rich Victorian gentleman - Violet is her servant. But when one of them makes a wish on Victoria's Moon, their stations in life are swapped over. With Violet being desperately searched for around London and Elizabeth in tow, they find themselves tangled up in a magical adventure. Is there anyway to reverse the magic?


1. The First Morning

Violet opened her dark brown eyes at exactly the same time Elizabeth opened her big blue ones. Both these girls knew of each other, but were yet to meet in person, due to their stations in life. One was the only daughter of Charles Bennett, a wealthy gentleman and owner of Green Oaks house, and the other his new maid, who had only arrived the day beforehand.

Although both girls were now awake, Elizabeth had the freedom to drift back to the peaceful, sleepy state she was in, which is precisely what she did.With Violet, however, it was a totally different story. Mrs Dovecott, the cook, was yelling at her and bashing her copper saucepan in fury. 

"GET UP, Violet Brown!" she growled in anger, shaking the poor girl. "Your first morning here and look at you! Get out of bed THIS INSTANT!"

And with that, Violet jumped out of her small creaky bed, yanked her worn dress on, and ran to the kitchen muttering:

"Yes, Mrs Dovecott."

When Violet madly dashed through the kitchen door, there was none other than Bella Sheldon. She was the other maid in Charles Bennett's care who, despite only being a maid, was senior to Violet and considered herself far more important. However, Bella still longed for a promotion and didn't think she was paid highly enough (though, of course, not even  she had the cheek to ask the Master such an impertinent thing.

"Well well well, look what the cat dragged in!" she sneered at Violet, as she removed her cap and let her curly head of bright red hair cascade down her shoulders.

Mrs Dovecott was washing out front, leaving Bella to make all the snide comments she pleased. Violet could feel Bella's piercing green eyes glaring through her with relish, as if she had been promoted already.

"Anyway, Mrs D says you need to go and tend to the fires upstairs before she comes in." she then added sarcastically: "Have fun! I'm off to bake some cherry shortbread for the master."

"Lucky thing," Violet muttered darkly to herself as she trudged upstairs with the poker. "I'll wager those cakes are for more than the master."

She was thinking back to yesterday, when Michael the delivery boy had showed up. Violet had learnt  that Bella rather liked Michael and insisted on collecting the deliveries every single day. Or at least, according to Mrs Dovecott.

When Violet reached the floor with the bedrooms, she tiptoed into the Master's room delicately, being sure not to scuff the luxurious polished wood flooring with her hard boots. She hadn't actually spoken to him before (even seen him, for that matter), so this was her first glance at the man she was in the care of. He looked quite young, and kind, or at least Violet hoped. He was a benefactor, after all.

She quickly stoked the fire until it burst into flames again, then ran out of the room in silence, relieved that he was still asleep. She then darted into the guest room, prodded the fire and moved on to every other room in the house until there was only one left.

Elizabeth Bennett. The Master's daughter.

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