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Chapter 8
The Manor
As Allura and Draco bid the last of the guests goodbye, Allura felt the tension in the air.
"Let's get in, shall we?" Draco asked before turning in the direction of the house's entrance.
Allura followed closely behind as the two entered the castle-like house. As the couple walked towards the master bedroom, Allura looked around, wondering how she's ever going to be able to find her way around the place.
"Oh, you'll get used to it, don't worry." Draco told her, noticing her expression. "Until you do, there are plenty of house elves you can summon to direct you."
"Plenty of house elves?" Allura questioned, wondering how many were there.
"About 30, give or take." He replied.
"30?!" Allura asked, her eyes wide.
"Oh, the Manor is an enormous place. We have a master suite plus a personal suite for both of us individually. Add to that a library, closets, 125 guest bedrooms plus 60 other bedrooms with ensuite and their own studies, the gardens, three kitchens, the four ballrooms, a banquet hall, eight dining rooms to be used depending on the purpose of the gathering. And of course, the pool, the safe room, the office studies and the patios. There's a lot of work, you know." Draco said.
Allura stared at her now husband as he spoke of his home. She hadn't had the chance to explore just yet and now thought that doing so alone would be a very bad idea.
"And there are just 4 people living in this place?" She asked, her eyes still wide.
"Of course not. 2. Mum and dad are going to the French Manor. Mum always wanted to live in France." He said.
"It's just going to be the two of us?" Allura asked, hoping to conceal her disappointment at about her mother in law's absence.
"Yes, Chardonnay." Draco said.
"Why do you insist on calling me that? Can't you pronounce Allura?" She asked, irritation clear in her voice.
"Oh, I can. I just don't want to." He smirked back, making Allura even more infuriated than earlier. How was she supposed to spend her life with him?
Soon, Draco had shown Allura her private suite and the master suite.
According to tradition, they were supposed to sleep in the master bedroom for a week. Allura looked around the room and back at Draco not knowing whether or not she'd survive the week.
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