Eve looked at the girl, who continued to sit there in front of the grand piano, her small hands hovering above the piano keys. She was a little girl, and all she would have to do was get to know her, Eve thought to herself.
When she took two steps toward the girl, the girl pressed the piano keys again, and the harsh sound made Eve halt her feet. She turned to look at the door, wondering if she should perhaps wait for the butler. She turned back to look at the girl.
The little girl wore a black dress that stopped right below her knees. She wore a braid over the top of her head while the rest of her hair was let down to fall below her shoulders. She took a closer look at the girl, noticing the girl's posture was stiff as if ready to dart out of the room.
"My name is Genevieve Barlow. Some find my name to be a mouthful and prefer to call me Eve," Eve introduced herself to the girl, but the girl continued to ignore her. "If you do not mind, may I come take a look at the piano, Miss Allie?"
But the girl didn't respond again. This was harder than she thought it would be, Eve thought to herself. Children from wealthy families were often spoiled and didn't like to listen to anyone. It was also one of the reasons why most families hired governesses to discipline the children.
Eve took the liberty to speak again, "Do you hate the thought of having a governess. I can understand that with your free time that is now going to be replaced with someone managing it, you must feel uncomfortable. But I can assure you that learning isn't all bad, and it is quite fun if done in the right way. It helps in shaping your future, and if possible, be the smartest one in the room."
The girl finally seemed like she had decided to turn to look at Eve for the very first time. Compared to the girl's previous actions, her face seemed relatively innocent. The little girl continued to stare at her.
"I come from the town of Meadow. Have you ever been there?" Eve questioned the little girl, which was a dumb question. Because no wealthy family would step into a lowly town like Meadow, lest bring their children there.
In response to Eve's question, Allie shook her head.
"It is a bustling town. Very rarely peaceful. We have music there on Thursday evenings in some of the inns. They play the piano," and on Eve's words, the little girl slid to the side, giving Eve space with a blank expression on her face.
Eve's gaze fell on the space of the bench, slightly surprised.
"Would you like me to play the piano?" At Eve's question, the girl nodded, and without hesitation, Eve walked towards the grand piano and took a seat right next to the small girl. "Hm, what do I play?"
Eve's fingers started playing the black and white piano keys. The music was simple, something that was often played at the inn. She paused after a minute, turning to look at the girl, and said, "I would love to hear you play, that is if you have started learning it. Else it is perfectly fine, after all, we all start from the beginning," she added, wanting to befriend her.
The little girl turned hesitant, her body stiff. But as if obedient to the request, she started to play. Eve was surprised by the little girl's talent because the song that she chose wasn't easy. As if sensing Eve's stunned gaze, the girl turned suddenly aware and pressed the keys together before she stopped playing.
"I don't think I have ever heard any young girl playing as beautiful as you have. Your parents must be very proud of you," Eve praised the girl.
But the girl didn't seem happy with what she played with, and she brought her hands to place it on her lap. For a moment, Eve wondered if the girl was dumb. She then said,
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