The sun shone into the living room through the huge ceiling-to-floor windows. Noon was the busiest time of the day. Even though from the outside, 31 Penelope Road did not seem to have any obvious differences, but the people inside were insanely busy.
"Oh god! My girls, can you hurry up?" Duchess Andrew Celia's voice was already a little hoarse since yesterday. Now if she screamed she sounded just like a witch.
"Hurry up! Quick! That thing should be put there! Ferry! Ferry!"
"Yes, Madame!"
"I remember that we had a huge family emblem in our house in the capital. I think it was carved out of a few pieces of ivory?"
"Yes, Madame. That was specially ordered by Master when he joined the parade. It's been put in the storage ever since."
"Ah, yes! That's it. Bring it out. Think of a way to mount it in the most obvious place in the central hall."
"Ah... Madame, I believe the family emblem weighed about a hundred pounds if I'm not mistaken."
