The Rivet family manor only had two owners, Isadora Rivet, and her husband Noel Rivet. Today, Isadora was sitting near the fireplace at the entrance. It was cold, but her clothing was still that layered red and black gown.
tap tap tap
Her heels were tapping on the floor intermittently. She was reading a newspaper, but she could not focus. The whole room was filled with anticipation.
"Miss," A maid came in, holding a tray with green ornate tea cups and the teapot, she placed them on the table in front of her master. "It is Tiva tea."
"No, take it back." She folded her paper to look at the maid, her voice was low but excited, "Serve me some grape wine, aged around ten years and fresh out of the cellar. I am not too calm to sip on tea today."
The maid looked at her mistress for two seconds, and quickly bent down to pick up the tea set. "Yes miss." She left after saying those two words.
