"Ugh, not again. Tch. Sure Adriana, it's been my 100th frail attempt!"
"Not my problem," rolling her eyes off Luciana's painting
Suddenly, the main door cracked loud open which made Luciana and Adriana stood by surprise
"What is this all about?!" Adriana shouted across the hall
A girl's voice shouted in reply,
"We beg your pardon mistresses, but we ought to meet Madame Moiselle in this hall at this hour!"
A tall girl and a young lad approached closer,
"Besides, we bring her an important package,"
Pointing to a book soaked wet
"What nasty package is that, that you speak of?"
"We're not to speak for this matter, Mistress."
"Hmm, suspicious," Luciana apathetically crossing her arms glancing at the book
"Well if you couldn't tell me and my sister of this matter, then perhaps it is better that we send you both out of this place."
...
"No one is sending anybody out of this threshold."
"Mom.."
Luciana loosed both of her arms and bowed her head. Whilst Adriana stood frozen.
"Ma-madame Moiselle, we got what you asked for,"
"Good," "There must be torn pages, am I wrong?"
"No, you're not, Madame." "Her last written entries were-"
"I know. Let me have a look."
Merell handed her the book
Madame softly brushed her finger through the pages and sniffed
"She's alive," she smiled.
