She doesn't know what to feel right now. She's never been out her mansion after all.
It's was puzzling when she went back to her room instead of her dining room, but as preceptive as she is, she knows this cannot be question. All she can do is go with the flow.
She obediently let her maid do her hair and lead her out of her precious mansion. She entered the carriage with the help of Elsa and they both took off.
From her residence is only 15 minutes away the capital, Schlachtmädchen,. She quietly sat in her seat, waiting for what's to come.
Soon after, they soon entered the bustling streets of Schlachtmädchen. Men, woman, children; people of all ages and genders rans through the busy streets, some occasionally staring at the not-so luxurious carriage.
This time, Elishia looked out the window with..........something akin to excitement. After all, this is her first time outside. She curiously looked around, absorbing the lively sight in front of her. Her large bright pinks eyes darted from place to place. While Nora looked at her young miss wryly. In her 2 years of life, this is the first time she's gone out. She has yet to experience things that normal kids had. How pitiful...
In the not-so-far distance, a gigantic, mighty castle stood right at the very end of the lively town. This mighty castle was none other than the main residence of the Castillo family, "As Haus der Kriegerinnen". A grand fortress fortress that has stood over the town for centuries and more.
Elishia looked at the castle with amazement. She's never seen something so large. Even her own mansion isn't this big!
She pressed her tiny head up against the glass as if to see more; Nora chuckled at her actions. Looks like her miss is finally acting like a little girl. They soon enter the grand castle's walls, feeling more nervous than before. The carriage came to a stop at the glorious entrance, with a figure standing in the distance. The first one to get up as soon as the door opened was Nora. She helped Elishia out the carriage, onto the smooth pavement. The figure approached them, turned out to be a robust 'old' with greying white hair and soft green eyes. He wore a monocle on his right eye, giving him a rather, professional look.
He humbly bowed to Elishia. "I've been waiting for, young miss", He said in a raspy tone.
Nora nodded, while Elishia simply stared at the unfamiliar 'old' man. The 'old' man, sensing Elishia's glaze, "Ah, pardon my rudeness. I am Bennett Holmes, the personal butler of your father." He politely said, without looking down on her on the fact that she's a toddler and unfavored.
Bennett, turned around, heading into the building, hinting they should to follow him. And they did.
They soon found themselves in a grandiose interior, with lavish decorations and ornaments everywhere. The pair were shocked, they've never seen something so luxurious on this level.
They were led up the stairs before a maid that came out of god-knows-where, stopped them.
"I apologize Young Miss, but the Master said that said no servant should be allowed pasted here."
The pair-especially- Nora looked at the maid with bewilderment. What? Servants aren't allowed past here? Does that mean she can't accompany her little mistress!?
She suspiciously glared at the stern-looking maid, the latter refused to back down. Yet-"Nora." Elishia's soft, milky voice starling everyone. She looked Nora with reassuring eyes, "You can go."
However, Nora didn't look to assured, "But-
Nora" Elishia said in a milky but sterner tone. Unsurprisingly, the first one to back down was Nora, she bowed to Elishia, sighed and followed the big, stern-looking.
Elishia continued following the experienced butler, who, in returned was slightly surprised at Elishia's actions. Despite have barely no contact with outside world, she knows how to conduct herself as noble. This raised a notch for her in his mind.
After many twists and turns, they finally reached the grand door to the dining hall. He placed his large palm of the grand door, opening it with surprise ease. Inside was a large oak wood table that could fit at least 20 people. A luxurious chandler light up the room, with it's fine craftsmanship and all. Other than that, there were expensive-looking ornaments here and there. But the most prominent things in there...Is there's no people.
The only people there were Bennett and Elishia. She curiously glances at the butler, which he just coughs in response. "Master, Madam and Young Master are busy, so they aren't here yet." He quickly explained to the little girl, fearing of her reaction. Surprisingly, she nod and walked to a nearby seat. Then she stared at him for a good minute before saying, "Help me."
Bennett was in a daze before snapping out of his trance and hurriedly help the young miss up. Internally, he was shocked at her reaction. Any other child would have started crying or whining already, yet she didn't say a word and quietly sat down. She oddly mature for her age.
Yet, he could help but to feel pity for her. For a child as young as her, she would have to face some difficulties to achieve such maturity....
He genuinely hopes that the Master and Madam would care for Elishia for now on.
After all, she's only 2.
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"My lord, the young miss has arrived." the stern-faced woman from earlier informed the figure in the dimly lit room. The figure paused, halting their activities to peer in her direction. Slowly turning, he regarded the maid before a subtle shake of his head. "Not yet, it's only 1:15. I'll attend to it later," he stated briskly, pivoting on his heel and exiting the chamber.
As he departed, something else came into focus – the object that had occupied his attention. A painting, ancient yet remarkably preserved, depicted an exquisitely beautiful woman.......Her obsidian-blue hair elegantly styled in a bun, her eyes reminiscent of luminous pearls. The woman in paint- is no other than Morgana
The last female head.
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