Bloody Love ~ A Tale Of Passion And Rage

Unruly attraction (then)

The sun softly warms my face while I am in the back of the carriage heading to my new house. I really hope it is a nice, comfortable and quiet place as the seller Mr. Dawson have promised me. I was not able to buy a lot with the heritage my father left, although it was enough to buy me home in Mystery Spell and live comfortably for the rest of my days, without many luxuries of course, but I do not mind them either I was strictly raised to abdicate these kind of things. A frivolous life it is a privilege for the fools, as my father used to say.

Nevertheless, a new life it is not the reason that brings me to this place. I am here to give closure for an old one; to fulfill the purpose that haunted my father for the past twelve years, his last wish, to finish his quest for Justice by killing the man who slaughtered our entire family in cold blood.

Of course, I think about living in here permanently after all is done, but I need to purge these demos first. England holds too many too many dark memories that I would like to leave behind and this place is an opportunity of a new path for me to follow through.

The carriage stops as indicating my arrival at my new home. As I leave the chariot and see the house, a warm satisfaction takes hold of my being towards my new property. It is exactly what was promised, a brand new neoclassical construction all in white, not very big but not too small either with a large surrounding yard that allows me to start a garden and a stable not very far from the house, where I can keep my horse Ebony. I am very happy with my purchase; it was precisely what Mr. Dawson sold me through the letters. Lush green fields bathed by sunlight gives the place a magnificent view, with a few houses on the neighborhood. I help the coachman to unload my luggage. It is not much most of the items were sent by ship a few weeks before my departure from London, I hope the maid that Mr. Dawson have designed for me had them organized.

A petite brunette girl comes towards me playing a shy reverence. I greet her too in response she's wearing a simple dress with an apron, her young appearance makes me wonder if she's not too young to be a maid.

Maid: morning ma'am I'm Aretta the maid that was employed by Mr. Dawson to attend you. I have placed your things just as you requested in the letters. Mr. Dawson he have been waiting to welcome you. Welcome to Mystery spell by the way.

I stare at her intrigued, she spoke fast, nervously and slightly out of breath as if she have been rehearsing to greet me. I almost want to laugh but I do not want to give the impression that I am mocking this poor girl.

I look over her shoulder spotting an elegant man in the porch; he is tall with dark hair and mustache curled on the edges. he comes towards me taking out his topper as he gives me a bow, I play a polite reverence to him. this might be Mr. Dawson the one who sold me this place and arranged everything for my arrival as well. It was very attentive of him, I suppose that is why he is such a prosperous merchant, he does not just sell he wants to make sure you are properly settled in. He addresses me bright smile.

Mr. Dawson: good morning Lady Prescott. It is a pleasure to meet you in person. I settled everything as you requested, hope you enjoy the Life here. Mystery Spell is very small but a very amusing city.

Evee: thank you very much sir, for all you have done to help me settle in. I cannot possibly know how to pay for your attention.

Mr. Dawson: That is nothing; I like to make sure my clients are happy. You see the construction in new and the neighborhood is very nice. You will find the neighbors very vivid and civil as well. The Osbornes for example are an old traditional family that lives nearby. They have a nice place in society as well, and might be very good connections.

Society, connections... all of that means nothing when you are really in trouble. I know it very well. I nod to him smiling politely.

Evee: I do hope so. Don't you want to get inside and have a cup of tea?