Dying of love

Number 7

"Lady Green is it alright if i come in," Sue knocked through the door. "Yes, you may enter," Olive shouted from sitting on the bed. "Hello Lady Green i just wanted to know if you wanted any company i brought tea," Sue smiled. "Oh yes that will be lovely, i'll make it if you want," Olive smiled going to sit on the love seat. "Oh no Miss really i'll do it," Sue said shaking. "Oh no you poor dear you've probably been worked to the bone already sit," Olive smiled. Sue sat down and looked in awh. "People of my village always said i made a cracking tea," Olive laughs. "Oh Miss Green it really is amazing," Sue smiled putting her Bright blonde hair in a messy bun. "Call me Olive," she smiled. "Are you married?" Olive asked Sue. "Oh no Olive, i'm much more of a maid," she laughs. "But don't get me wrong we do have a lot of fun," Sue smirks. "Guessing you had a lot more friends and less lonely than me then," Olive turns to look out the window. "I spent most of my hours helping old couples and selling things to have friends, or i was trying to teach myself to read," Olive gives a fake smile. "Don't worry Olive a lot of people come in and out of this place you'll meet friends, but i better get back down to the kitchen and do something that will better my existence to the world," Sue laughs taking the cups and everything to the kitchen and Olive was back to being on her own.

A few hours pass. Olive gets ready she wears a bright green dress with her diamond necklace and lets her naturally curly hair fall. She had gotten ready very early she was very bored. "Olive are you ready<" Francis voice peeps through the door. "Uh yes just one second come in if you want," Olive says putting a hoop earring in. Francis comes in. He's wearing black trousers and a white shirt have tucked in half not. "You look beautiful," Francis smiles at Olive, "You don't look very bad yourself," Olive jokes hanging onto his arm as they start to walk towards the dinning room. "Francis Straggot and Olive Green entering now," On of the guards shout as they walk in sitting in their spots. "Hello everyone let me introduce," "Everyone this is Olive Francis's fiancee," Everyone smiled. "Olive, this is Jennifer and Paul Gragsteen, Jackson and Rachael Smythe and Lola and Brent Kent." she smiled back making sure not to speak. "Everyone look on your menu's my chef has made the most amazing food to choose from," Mr Straggot smiled. Olive picked up the menu and looked through it but one meal caught her eye, number 7. It was smoked pork. Her dad made it for her when she was younger one no one else except her liked it so they never made it again. "Can i have the Chicken, please and Patty what will you have," Mr Straggot smiled as Patty whispered his order into his ear, Women didn't have much power some more than others. The others followed. It got to Francis and Olive. She whispered to him as well just following the others because she had no clue what to do. Her heart was already racing. The servant left and Mr straggot made a statement. "If we are all going to get to know each other, our women may as well be able to have that opportunity too," The other men look in shock. "even if you men don't want that my love Patty and future daughter in law shall have the freedom of speech," Patty smiled at Olive after Hiram stopped speaking. Olive stayed silent not wanting to embarrass Francis. The food came out and the smells all together smelt amazing. "So Olive, is your father is head of many farms up in the country side," One of the men with a funny beard asked. Olive smiled and nodded. "I heard the old chap went down in the world after your mother died," The man laughed. "No he didn't, man people know of the green farms actually," Olive says snapping back. "Oh i forgot whats your name again," Olive smiled knowing it would offend him. Hiram was laughing so was Francis. The man was not. "Brent Kent," he snarled through his teeth. "Oh yes from the north kent's for making women's underwear," Olive smiled. "No from east kent's the teaching family," Brent was really red now. "Oh, Lola how is your father and his business in the clothes making," Olive smiled to Brent's wife to wind it up a bit more. Mr Straggot was baffled now and trying not to scream, a women just completely ruined the 5 richest man in london. The dinner went on. Brent suddenly had to leave for business. They finished their food and went up to go to bed.