Chapter 1 Coming Back Home
The home was quiet but it seemed far too much. Across the halls were painting's covered more in dust than art. A woman sauntered through the corridor and grazed her fingertips against the wall.
"Young Mistress." Whispered a soft voice to the robed female who paused in her musings.
She shifted her stance so that she was adjacent to the wall and looked at the maid who called to her, "Yes?"
"The Master has been informed on your ar-"
"YOU TOLD HIM I WAS HERE!?" The mistress screeched and covered her face with her hands in distress. Walking up to the maid, the woman clenched her arms and talked back in a toned voice "d-d-does he want me?"
"Y-Yes ma'm." The maid replied shakily, trying to pry the hands off of her. Slowly, the hands pulled away and fell to the mistress's side. Heaving and sighing, the hood of her robes fell to her shoulders. Short black boyish hair covered her head and as she opened her eyes, they appeared as a stunning electric blue. Releasing a throaty growl, the mistress marched her way through the mansion's creature and web filled halls.
"Tell him I'll be waiting in his old office." She called over her shoulder.