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Chapter 1
"The Guests Arrival"
Erik's P.O.V.
'How could I have let this happen? Why did I let Nadir talk me into this?' I thought to myself as I stood in the shipyard. Some how I had let Nadir talk me into babysitting two orphan children he had come across in the United States.
Nadir would be heading to France and would be working as a translator between the Shah and the French authority. So he would not have enough time to care for the youth.
According to the Daroga the children would be traveling with their nurse and therefore I would only have to provide food and shelter. (Lucky Me.)
I would be living with the children and the nurse in an estate on the outskirts of London, England. The three would be arriving on a ship named 'The Cleveland', which was due to unload any moment now.
"Aaron!" I called to one of my most trusted servants.
"Yes Sir?"
"Make sure you retrieve their bags promptly. I do not want to stay in this vile place any longer than required."
"Alright Sir." I watched Aaron walk closer to the ship, so that he could be the first to claim baggage. Moments later the ship began unloading. First out was a man who seemed to be in a hurry, he ran to a young women and a child. He embraced them both, greeting the women with a kiss. I rolled my eyes only to discover a group of three coming towards me. Leading was a woman in black looking to be in her 30's, I assumed her to be the Nurse. A young woman, holding on to a small girl's hand, followed her.
"Good day Mr.--"
"Destler." I added for the Nurse.
"Mr. Destler this is Ella and Mary Parker. I am Miss. Carter, Helen Carter." I nodded but said nothing. Aaron came shortly after and we were all able to leave. After I helped Miss. Carter, Ella and Mary into the carriage I realized I should have brought two carriages. It would have been much better if I had been in solitude rather than cramped with the three strangers.
The ride to the estate was relatively quite. Ella looked out the window, Mary played with her very much raggedy doll and the Nurse tried to make conversation, she did not succeed.
"You are a very kind man Mr. Destler for allowing us to stay with you in your home."
"Some would think otherwise." I replied.
"Do you live in London, Mr. Destler?"
"Yes."
"Have you ever visited America?"
"No." By this time the women finally got the hint I was not especially pleased with their presence and sat in silence.
I looked to the youngest, Mary. She could be no older than six; I presumed and was contently entertained with the doll she seemed quite fond of.
Ella, on the other hand, was somewhere in her mid teens and seemed quite bored, not enjoying the quite countryside that had become her scenery. Both children looked very much alike to one another. Both having brown hair, brown eyes and a sickly, dreary look to them.
The Nurse's appearance was in deep contrast to the children's. She had blonde hair that was pulled into a tight bun and green eyes that flickered of liveliness.
The silence continued through the rest of the ride to the estate, but finally we arrived. I almost smiled just looking at my home. I had designed the entire thing myself and built most of it also. After Christine left me I put all my frustration into the house. My hard work had defiantly paid off and the mansion was a huge step up from an underground house beneath an Opera House.
Once we stopped I helped each women on to the ground then led the group inside. Aaron once again took care of the belongings. All three were awestruck by my unusual yet beautiful residence.
Just as we stepped into the door a maid named Lillian greeted us.
"Lillian, will you please show Miss. Carter and Mary to their rooms?"
"Yes, I'd be happy to Sir." I nodded, and then watched the three walk up the stairs. Once they were out of sight I told Ella to follow me. I showed her to a room that was just to the right of the staircase. It was one of the larger rooms in the entire dwelling and Ella seemed quite happy with the room, but did not say so.
"Someone will bring your bags shortly, and unpack your things." As I turned to exit, Ella said:
"I can unpack my own things, if you don't mind." I shook my head and continued out of the room.
Helen's P.O.V.
I followed the giddy maid up the stairs and down the hall. Mary clung to my hand until we made it to our room. This was no surprise, however, Mary had not left my side since the night her parents died.
Next month would have been the ninth year I worked for the Parkers. I began taking care of Ella when she was seven and had been there for Mary since she was born.
Finally we made it to our room. The maid unlocked the door then said:
"Please do not mind Master Destler he really is a good man." I smiled.
"He must be. Can you tell me why he wears that mask?"
"I'm sorry Madame but if I were you, I would just see through it." I crinkled my brow, but nodded. "Master Destler has given you permission to look around. Miss Ella's room is right next to the stairs. If you need anything, someone will be happy to attend to you."
"Alright thank you." Lillian curtsied and left the room. I turned to Mary who was, as always, entertained by her doll Macey.
"Mary dear would you like to go and explore?" The young girl nodded and grabbed my hand. Together we walked down the hallway to an unknown destination.
As we walked Mary seemed uninterested in her surroundings, but stared at her feet as she walked. We passed a window and I glanced out, only to see an elaborate garden filled with roses, lilies, poppies, tulips, daffodils and every other flower one could imagine.
"Mary, do you want to see the flowers?" She nodded and I was soon looking for a way outside. It was with this task I understood the grandeur and mass of the home.
Each door that I found led to another room. After sometime of trying I ran into Mr. Destler, he seemed to not even notice my presence, that is until I called out.
"Oh, Mr. Destler could you please show us to the door that leads to the garden?" He seemed irritated that would even ask but said nothing of it and walked down a very well lit hall.
"Your house is very beautiful."
"Thank you." 'Good God' I thought 'I could not start a conversation with him!'
"Here you are." Mr. Destler said.
"Thank You, and sorry to bother you." He nodded as he turned down the hallway. Once he was out of sight I opened the door and walked with Mary outside into the sunny day.
Almost immediately I saw a smile appear on Mary's face. I sat down on a bench as she went to smell the golden tulips that hung in the bushes.
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