Juliet awoke to her dimly lit room and she groaned gently, rolling over in her king-size bed, making it sway gently on the thick chains it was hanging from. She sat up, her feet swinging over the edge to dangle a bit, her tangle of straight hay-colored hair toppling over to one side of her fair face as she looked around with groggy storm-blue eyes. She heard the pitter-patter of rain and voices shrilling throughout the mansion. Her mother's party was today, and she was dreading it. How odd, to have a full-blown costume party in the middle of February... She sighed, slipping from her still swinging bed and her bare feet were cuddled by the lush softness of her pink carpet. She looked to her wall and saw herself in the mirror. Holding back a laugh, she smiled to herself and made her way to the attatched bathroom. Nurse had already run her bath, and it was still quite warm. She stripped and slipped in, letting her head sink under the calming lavendar-scented water, the sounds around her both magnifying and muffling themselves. She closed her eyes, let her mind wander until she heard Nurse calling for her outside the room. She sat back up, her hair falling straight down her back and she called out. "I am awake, who is calling for me?" Nurse explained her mother was looking for her, ready to speak with her about her life. Juliet let out a sigh and slid back down into the water. The last thing she wanted was to be yelled at by her mother, a woman who couldn't even stand up for her own self against a drunkard who beat her nearly every night. She hurried and washed herself then slid from the bath and donned her long silken robe, pulling her hair up into a towel and slipping from the bathroom, wandering through her room and out into the hall.