Chapter 53: The First Visit

The junction of the sky and the sea was white, and an orange sun slowly rose from the sea, and then gradually turned into a blazing golden white, as if it had only really woken up from its sleep.

The white building is 5 stories high, the middle is a large cylindrical shape that protrudes, the two sides are rectangular buildings, and the other end of the cuboid is two large cubes, the overall shape is roughly like this, in fact, there are only 4 floors on both sides, but the middle building has 5 floors, and the top layer is a beautiful prismatic spire. The building is generally white, with dark purple roof tiles and corners, and its style is similar to the Bavarian style that Lorain Hill remembers.

Lorraine Hill's room was on the left side of the third floor, the birds chirping in the spruce trees outside the window, the white light of the sky shining through the gaps in the dark curtains, and the girl sleeping in a white nightdress, her satin hair scattered on the pillows, on the thin blankets, and between the white collarbones.

After the sun slowly rose, it took a long time for the girl to reluctantly open her eyes, she had actually been awake for a while, but she still didn't want to get up, and after sleeping for a long time in the tent and carriage, she finally lay down on the soft bed again, and a faint sense of satisfaction and happiness came from all corners of her body.

Well, let's get up. After all, I don't live alone, I can sleep as long as I want, and I still have to pay a little attention to my image. Thinking like this, she slowly propped herself up from the bed, shook her head to sober herself, and then opened the curtains, and the bright light of the sky illuminated the cozy bedroom.

After sitting in front of the dresser and taking care of her hair and tying the headband, she remembered that this was the new bedroom, and she didn't know where her clothes were, so she looked around, and then opened the white wardrobe next to her, and a dazzling array of dresses appeared in front of her, which made her a little overwhelmed for a while.

Is this for her? The problem was that she only arrived yesterday, which meant that it would be put away before she entered the bedroom last night. But how do they know her body proportions, she only appeared at the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce last night.

Loren Hill took out a few clothes at random and tried them on, and the unexpected fit did not look like a general payment at all, but was cut according to the proportions of her figure.

How did they do it in advance, wait, there is still a time difference, when she appeared at the headquarters, it was just night, and when she came back to rest, it was close to the early morning, and there was a time difference of nearly five hours in the middle, is this called professional?

If you think carefully that among the stewards I met yesterday, there were several clothing workshops, maybe they were secretly preparing them, and they will find out when they ask Chelsea.

Instead of thinking about these flattering gestures, she chose a main white body-closing dress, which was still more in line with her aesthetic, simple with just the right amount of light blue decorations.

There are also some rococo-style graceful long skirts in the wardrobe, with a bell-shaped skirt with curved skirts inside, layers of patterned pleats, and a skirt dragged behind them, which is currently more popular among the westerly aristocracy, but Loren Hill is not too cold. I just feel too restrained and inconvenient, just like a beautifully decorated colored vase, that is, it looks good, and it is not comfortable to wear.

After a brief grooming, she pushed open the bedroom door, and there were already four maids waiting outside the door, which was the result of what she had asked for yesterday, 12 by Chelsea's standards. This waste of manpower made the girl sigh a little, she didn't need the number of people to serve to show her identity, but considering that she was not familiar with the situation of having someone lead the way, she intended to leave 2 enough.

"Good morning, Miss."

The four maids bowed their heads, all of them were good-looking and young, with towels and the like in their hands, and then led the maiden to the bathroom.

Breakfast was cranberry bread and honey tea, and after a brief meal, Lorain Hill began to ask the butler Seres about something.

"How are Mr. Angus's other children and their mother doing?"

"The mother and son live in a single-family loft at 209 Gladiolus Street in Hopeland, where the security is very good, and yesterday they urgently sent some people to the surrounding area to secretly protect them."

"Well, prepare an inconspicuous carriage, and I'll visit it secretly today."

"Yes, Miss."

Upon the return of the Karitas Chamber of Commerce from Lorainhill, the previous mood of imitating unease ended, and various orders began to be distributed from headquarters to distant chapters to inform them of future arrangements and decisions. A steward's carriage dispersed from the sprawling headquarters, and an ordinary carriage was mixed in.

Lorain Hill put on a black robe over his skirt before he got into the carriage and followed the wheels over the bluestone streets, turning several corners before coming to Gladiolus Street. This is where the early aristocracy of Hopland lived, and later after the independence of Villega, most of the nobles withdrew, and those who remained were bought by the rich, and the security here has always been good. But the real apex of Hopland is not here, but the wide courtyards to the west, which were built after the founding of Velga, and are newer and more pleasing in style.

Lorain Hill stepped out of the carriage, and then Serres, dressed in a stern butler's dress, knocked on the door, and beside the carriage stood two elite guards dressed as squires, who intentionally or unintentionally blocked the view of the others.

The door creaked open, and in the fierce midday sun, the woman in the room seemed to be a little unable to open her eyes, and it took a long time to recognize the butler.

"Hello Lady Mela, in Lower Serres, you followed Lord Angus before, remember?"

"You..... Hello, I remember that you were a respectable person who helped me and my children a lot. ”

"You're careful, I'm also helping you according to Lord Angus's instructions, it's nothing."

Serres paused slightly, then turned sideways, allowing Lorain's figure to appear in front of the woman.

"This is Miss Lacey, Lord Angus's daughter, and she wants to visit you, do you think it's okay?"

"Yes, yes, please wait, it's too chaotic in the house." The woman's voice was a little frightened.

After waiting for a while, Lorain Hill was welcomed into the house, and a cool breath came to his face.

Most of the curtains in the house are closed, and the lighting is a little bad, considering that it is summer, it is normal to be afraid of heat. The house is dry and shady, and quiet at noon, except for the occasional pendulum in the hall.

The floor-to-ceiling clock made of mahogany and brass is placed against the wall in the middle of the hall, covered with a thick layer of dust, and some dust can be seen slowly drifting in the sunlight through the cracks in the curtains in the quiet room.

Mrs. Mera poured out two glasses of cold water from the porcelain pot next to her and placed them in front of the table, and the lid of the porcelain pot was also a little dusty, but fortunately, the water inside was quite clean, and it should have been prepared yesterday or this morning.

Lorain Hill looked at the lady in a long black dress, her face was a little pale, there were no ornaments on her body, and there were some wrinkles on her forehead, she was only in her thirties, but she felt a kind of twilight, uneasy and nervous looking at Lorain Hill.

"I'm very sorry Lady Mera, but I have the sad news to tell you today that the Angus people have left us forever after being attacked on their way back some time ago."

As the girl's words fell, the lady's hand shook and knocked down the teacup next to her, and then a crisp sound sounded on the ground, and she fell to pieces.