*My chapter draft got deleted while I was trying to copy and paste. I can't cry enough.
I'll have the original ready and sent before the day runs out.*
"Welcome home Miss Fiona."
The butler greeted her moderately right on sight.
The Young lady carried herself gracefully, elegantly as she strolled into her own home and when she stopped, she asked the butler,
"Is my grandmother in?"
"Yes."
He replied with speed.
"I'll go see her quickly."
The glorious house that was styled like a museum was more than lavish.
A human could wander in the building for years and never come out successfully, thus was the status of the house belonging to an old woman.
