Hmm. Hadama considered the defeated young Mer on his doorstep, trying to remember what it had been like to be her age, with all the world against him. She was... what? Seventeen, perhaps? Not more than eighteen, if he were to guess from her mannerisms and attitude. Swimming against the current that her parents had defined for her.
Not quite a child. Not yet an adult.
There were many directions her life could go. Many doors still open to her. The more he saw, the more of a conundrum she became. She was as mercurial and as quick to change direction as one of the small, brightly colored reef fish, though her own colors were currently faded and grey.
Mmh. Would you consider being a lady's maid? Attendant on a noble of the court? Despite the name, most of the truly difficult work such as laundry, cooking, and cleaning could be passed along to the general palace serving staff. The position held its own responsibilities, however, and a certain attention to detail and attitude the young octopus might not yet possess.
Not quite a child. Not yet an adult.
There were many directions her life could go. Many doors still open to her. The more he saw, the more of a conundrum she became. She was as mercurial and as quick to change direction as one of the small, brightly colored reef fish, though her own colors were currently faded and grey.
Mmh. Would you consider being a lady's maid? Attendant on a noble of the court? Despite the name, most of the truly difficult work such as laundry, cooking, and cleaning could be passed along to the general palace serving staff. The position held its own responsibilities, however, and a certain attention to detail and attitude the young octopus might not yet possess.
