Upon arriving at the estate, Emily was jubilant to say the least. Far away from the stuffy atmosphere of the palace, now she was able to breathe properly.
Mrs. Steams sported a smile in welcoming her and Theodore.
“Welcome home, Mr. King,” she completely ignored Emily.
And yet the latter greeted her in a chipper tone, “Good afternoon, Mrs. Steams.”
“Afternoon, Ms. Nill,” the stern housekeeper said with a curt nod. “I trust your trip went well.”
A trip, that was the story they were feeding the staff. Nobody needed to know the true nature of their departure, or of their return.
“It was amazing,” Emily lied through her teeth as she looked around the estate she now called home.
It was past 6 pm. None of the workers of the estate remained, save for those keeping watch at the gates.
