Chapter Thirteen

My suitcases are given to the maids to carry, and David and I enter the house. “This is Clara” he says, a young lady walking towards me, “Good evening ma’am” she greets.

“She’ll be your personal help” he says, walking past her. I nod, keeping close to him as he shows me around the house.

“I suppose you’re tired, so Clara will show you the rest of the house tomorrow, and I’ll show you to your room”

He pushes the door open, revealing a dark grey groom, built with excellent mahogany. “This is beautiful” I exclaim, taking in the beauty of this room.

“Is this where I’ll be staying?” I ask, noticing the room seems to be presently occupied by someone. He shakes his head, “this is not your room, this is” he says, pushing open a door, revealing a lilac themed room with dark coloured bedding and furniture.

“Connecting rooms? So we are only separated by a door” I say, he nods. I shake my head, “I’m not sure I’m a big fan of this, is it possible for me to get a different room” I say, walking arou