Contemplation

As Onna went to sleep that night all of the days events ran through her mind. What was in store for her? She couldn't imagine why she had made up in her mind to intake on this revengeful mission. Especially not knowing or speculating what she was in chains at the front door of the palace for. Unable to dissolve the thoughts rushing through her head Onna began to "venture" around her room. Her bed chamber was a small closet like room, a singed white color faded down the walls. The room consisted of a single bed merely big enough for herself, a bed side table made of stained mahogany and candles that lit the room only enough to make the outline of the objects in it or what they could even appear to be.

There certainly wasn't much for her to call her "domain", considering she is used to small quarters she had no complaints. She plundered through the side table finding six gowns. Two gowns in the top drawer were merely considered as such, made of old tattered clothing, the color of old dish water with a darker brown mid sleeved over coat. Non oblivious to maiden wear, Onna knew what occasions these gowns were meant for. The gowns in the second drawer were made of a transparent silk, picking up the gowns she notices these gowns also had an overlay.With a thicker, more solid look that made the overlays more concealing than the gowns powdered look, the clashing of textures made these gowns feel like they were made more so for sleeping... or so she had hoped..... although in the back crevasses of her mind she knew that was most likely only that, a hope.