Master Dwane it seems like she isn't in her room.her governess says she must have gone out for some air", a petite man in silver suit spoke to a much huge man.
compared to the small man the man in his magnificient blue suit seemed like a giant, master Dwane Elroyan sat at the other end of the hall.
His eyes wore a slit hitch in them, he survied the entire place watching closely how the hall was. He was very sure this gathering was meant to be the burial of his beloved aunt, Lady ursula Elroyan.But he was amazed to see how the hall boomed with joy, expensive drinks were served and several sorts of food were present.jelwed cup, and lick the reddish liquid from the bottom of his lip.
"What of the butler of this resort ?,is he present?", he asked looking very serious and attentive. mr simeon the petite man quickly answered him,"there was no information concerning any butler for the family my lord"
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At the farther end of the resort a pair of shadow moved across the fence, before landing infront of a peach tree. "Hold it right there !!!",the stern bold voice spoke to the descending pair .
Miss priscila a woman in her late forties held her skirt up as she walked up to the pair,holding a deep frown that could be seen even in the dark.
She took one look at the pair that she could see clearly now, and gasped, " my lady!!" and then staring at the next person "fiona!".
"what are you two doing over here, we all have been looking for you." she quickly draged her lady by the arm pulling her into the building, how disappointing and untamed that she had to spend the whole evening looking for the mistress of the house, and only to find her descending from the walls.
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Miss priscila made a quick turn towards the left and avoided the walls.
She sighed as she and her two partners got into a large room,still draging them by the ears, she tossed both to the bed. she had her hands placed across her heaving chest and watched as the two ladies she caught turn to face her.
"What am i going to do with the both of you,every single day you two never seem to stop worrying my ageing back." She knew how to handle anyone who went beyond the border but this young lady in front of her was something else.
" mummm.." fiona managed to stuter from her dishelved self, she threw back her golden locks behind her shoulders and dusted the peach blossom hanging from her blue dress.
" mum, why do you worry too much.it's not like anyone saw claire and i. we only went for a walk".
miss priscila was fuming red, now like a wild bull. " fiona you are the worst lady-in-waiting i've ever known did you even think about the dangers of those savage wolves laying their paws on lady claire ??,of course you don't"
"Am really sorry miss priscila, fiona was only taking me out sides the walls, so i could think about anything but my mother's death" three months since lady ursula's death and her young adopted daughter claire dona elroyan.. the heir to the dona mansion and it's properties.
After a month, a letter was issued to the dona mansion in her name. Clearly her diseased mother had placed her and her furtune into the hands of her nephew, lord Dwane Elroyan to be her guardian.
miss priscila moved closer to her mistress and patted her gently, "my lady i do not want to stir up unwanted memeories but somethings just can't be avoided. You must get ready to greet the guests."
" The guest how she forget her guest!!!!"