Chapter Eighteen

The guests were expected to be arriving soon. 

Thomas had checked if everyone else had changed into their new clothes as well, even though a very small number of the numerous staff members were going to be seen during the ball. 

The manor was unrecognizable- waltz was expected to be the main dance of the night and everything in the ball hall was prepared.

 Oliver was with the rest of the servants, and there was still no trace of Callum. 

"You look fancy, " Jenny teased him. "Almost like a lord, too."

"He's always handsome," Adelia said ."He still isn't here, is he?"

Oliver shook his head. 

"Come here, young man. Let me fix your tie. "

She propped herself on her tiptoes so that she could reach him "I always forget how tall you are. There. "

Adelia fixed the small, black bow tie and took a step back 

"Perfect, now."

Oliver was wearing the required black coat with a black low-cut