The mansion
When the plane landed it took another couple hours to drive to the house. I thought I had jet-lag or something since I fell asleep in the car once more. Mr. Kadam stopped the car and my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. I was staring up at the biggest house I'd ever seen in my life. "Mr. Kadam," I said in almost a whisper "do you own this house?" I heard Mr. Kadam's light laugh before he led me to the door. "I'm afraid I don't, but my boss does. He's quite a rich man, isn't he?" I nodded with my mouth still open in shock.
Mr. Kadam opened the door and gosh was that door big. "Kishan, Ren, Nilima please come meet our new guest." Mr. Kadam called; his words echoed throughout the large house. Feet walked down the stairs at a fast pace and I felt knees buckle when I saw the two most beautiful men I've ever seen in my life. "Ren, Kishan, Nilima, as you know this is Dakota. She'll be staying here and helping us out a bit." Mr. Kadam nodded at the three. Nilima was an attractive young woman that looked about a year older than me. She smiled and reached out a hand and I shook it. "It'll be great to have another woman in the house." She added as she let my hand go. I reached out and shook Ren's hand; he was a lighter bronze than Kishan and had cobalt blue eyes. I could see behind his eyes and witness mixed emotions; he was distracted, distressed, and unhappy yet he managed to smile.
I shifted uneasily and shook Kishan's hand. He was a bit more relaxed, and sure of something. "Welcome, Dakota, do you have a nickname?" Kishan said, his deep voice was like a sweet melody. These boys were swoon worthy. I pulled my hair behind my ear and shook my head. "My middle name is Indi, some people call me that." I really wasn't a fan of my whole name. Dakota Indi Wright, it just doesn't go together. Kishan smiled and nodded. "Ren, would you help Miss Dakota with her bags?" Ren hesitantly nodded as I pulled the messenger bag from my shoulders. He held it tightly and gestured to the stairs "Follow me."
I walked behind him in silence until we reached a violet colored room. It's walls had an intricate white floral design that stood out against the dark color. Ren set the bag on the bed, right on the large white flower that was in the center. "This is your room," He began his speech "That's your own bathroom… There are books in the library I guess I'll show you that… And the Kitchen is down stairs." He pointed to everything he told me about. I nodded and inspected my room as he spoke. "And dinner will be served in an hour. Have fun." Ren muttered before turning around and walking away.
I watched as he left, before sneaking out of my room and finding the library. The fact that the house has a library on the inside intrigued me, I love books and I've read The Stand by Stephen King in one week. I was reading Moby Dick, but I left it at home. I strolled into the library casually and marveled at its size. Books were on shelves towers high, large books, small books, and every kind of book you could think have been right there. My mouth dropped open and my body itched to read them all. I practically skipped forward and skimmed the tip of my fingers across the books titles. Romeo and Juliet I've never read a Shakespeare book, so I picked it up and continued to walk.
I found two more books that I was interested in reading. Both about mythology; Hindi and Greek to be precise. I figured reading Romeo and Juliet would be quicker, so I started with it first. I was at page one hundred when my eyelids began to droop. I turned another page and yawned, the love was thick and a bit sickening to read about. I set the book down and picked up the Hindi mythology. I opened it and a flurry of papers fell out. I picked the papers up and read them; they were in English. 'Durga's Golden flower will be as sharp as a sword, her knowledge wide spread. She will be a wise girl, and will be able to help you with the quest. Without her, the brothers wouldn't be able to complete the quest.' I thought about what the note meant. Durga was an Indian goddess; I knew that from the class I took, but Durga's Golden flower? I've never heard about anything like that.
Suddenly, the library door opened and Ren came trotting in. I swiftly put the notes back inside the book and closed it before opening Romeo and Juliet once more. "Dakota, it seems you've lost track of time. Dinner is ready." He said, leaning against the frame of the door. I swallowed and grabbed the books heading back to the bookshelf. "Do you mind if I take Romeo and Juliet to my room, I am enjoying reading it?" I asked and held on to the book. Ren hesitantly nodded and kept the door open for me as we headed out. I decided I was going to ask them who Durga's golden flower was, and why she was important to Durga and these brothers they were talking about.