Meliodas P.O.V. September 16 1926 14:30
I am currently on my way towards the Liones's residence.Why?
Well,Baltra liones has apparently asked for my presence while he and my father have a cup of tea. I don't see how I'm required for a cup of tea ,but I suppose sir liones asked if I wanted to come and my father simply made the choice for me.
Londons streets were dirty and wet from the last time it rained. It wasn't long before I could see the Mansion.As we arrived at the front door,we were greeted by a maid of their household.Said maid began leading us through the beautiful building,it's walls were full of paintings,she led us towards , what I could only assume was Baltra's office, at the end of the hallway we had been walking down.It seemed I was correct,soon we stood in front of a dark wooden door.My father knocked and we heard a faint "come in" and so we did. As we opened the door we were met with a smiling Sir liones."hello there Damon,Meliodas."he greeted."it's been too long Baltra." My father greeted in return."hello sir" I simply greeted."ah it's been,what, 10 years? You've grown quite a lot since I last saw you." Baltra smiled."I'm not so sure about that,sir."I was referring to my short height, which I didn't really care about. Both he and my father laughed at my response,
shortly after we heard a knock, at the door stood a different maid with the tea."ah yes"Baltra said "thank you" he added. She put it upon the desk on front of my father and i and left. Baltra poured each of us a cup and began asking how my father had been but I decided it was time to space out and look around the room , it wasn't really anything interesting besides the beautiful grandfather clock on my left. My eyes wandered the wall behind our host to three paintings. They were of Baltras daughters, the first one was of,I believe her name was Margaret,I had seen her before but had never spoken to her. The next one was of Veronica, she had hit me once because I was trying to peek under the skirt of one of their maids. The last on was of... Elizabeth. I remember her well with her baby blue eyes and silver hair. She had scolded Veronica for hitting me and apologized for her sisters antics. That was the first and last time I talked to her. I should probably stop looking at my hosts daughters like one of this city's local rapists, I was snapped out of my thoughts by my name."Meliodas,Baltra asked you a question" my father said,a little frustrated." I am so sorry,Sir""it's quite alright son" he laughed"I asked if you wanted to go walk around a bit, this a boring conversation for a young lad like you" he smiled. I smiled back and looked over to my father, he nodded and so I put tea down and thanked Baltra and got up to leave. As soon as the door closed behind me I let out a sigh of relief. I looked around the hallway I had walked down. I walked to the entrance hall and decided to walk up the stairs that divided into the left and right. I chose the right stairway up and as soon as I stood at the head of said stairs I heard music, played from a piano.
I looked to my left to see another staircase, it was where the sound came from. How many stairs does one house need? I walked up them to see it end at another hallway that continued straight to a door, it divided in the middle again, to the right was a short hallway that ended in a window, table and upon that table were beautiful blue flowers.
I turned around to see the hallway that had previously been on my left. It had many doors on each side and continued on until it split. But I didn't care about that because I had found the door that the music came from. I opened the door to see a big room full of paintings, across from where I had entered were 2 huge windows. In the middle sat the piano, played by...Elizabeth.
The first to notice me was a dog laying next to her. It was pink. I brushed that off because the beauty playing the piano had noticed her dog's behavior and turned around. She looked at me and I at her. Her face suddenly became as re as the leather seat her beautiful behind sat on. I wanted to say something but was cut off by a growl."hawk be nice!" she said. Oh how sweet her voice was.A/N
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