First of all, thank you, everyone for your reviews. They all make me so happy and give me motivation to write more. I'm glad everyone is enjoying this so far. Earlier today I had writer's block on moving on with the story. The beginning of the chapter is just a basic summary of the Baltic Trio.

I'd like to make a notice that I am first generation American and part of my family is English, so please don't get angered if I switch from "color" to "colour" spelling every now and then. ;_;

One last thing, I do realise the reader doesn't speak or react often, but I'm really closing the door on her right now until next chapter.

milaya moya* = my sweet.

I'm off to bed now, please enjoy!
(Now an OC, no longer a reader insert.)

Eduard soon came back with some light food, as promised. He brought a basket of breads, filled with crumpets, scones, etc. While Daniella inhaled the food, she asked Eduard to sit down and talk with her to get to know each other, and more about the others. He was very polite, but refused to look at her in the eyes through the whole conversation. Sooner than later he had to leave, he said something about Ivan being upset if he found out Eduard was still here. Quickly he was dismissed.

Later Daniella met the other two servants who came in to drop off more food, and a towel for shower. One was named Raivis. He was the youngest and most tentative, but the cutest. Ivan must be hard on him, Daniella thought. Raivis spoke of how much he tried to please Ivan but always ends up angering him. Raivis was from the country of Latvia, and he also explained that his brothers were also from the Baltic trio.

Toris was the last to come visit Daniella. He was the sweetest, and quietest. Daniella and Toris connected immediately, he told her more about his brothers and their personalities. Over all they are pretty quiet and Raivis tries to be outgoing. Toris is the oldest and he has the most gentle nature of them all. Eduard can be cocky and dark in his own, quiet way sometimes. They didn't like to talk about Ivan much. Eventually Toris had to leave as well and left (Name) alone for quite some time. She decided to take a bath and once she was out, went through the ancient wardrobe to find something appropriate to wear.

Ugh. Dresses. That's all there were. She found a plain light coloured dress that looked good with her pale skin tone, bringing out her rosy cheeks and lips. Quite a casual dress, it was cut perfectly past her ankles, not following on the ground. The straps were string that she could easily tie herself with the help of a mirror. It fit awkwardly, but once tied tight the dress was perfect. After looking at herself for quite some time she pondered around the room.

Slowly, Daniella walked to a grand piano by the windows of the room. At first she walked around to take a peek outside, but the windows were boarded up. Upon closer inspection she realised the snow piled high over the glass, the pressure could possibly break it. Sighing, Daniella took a seat at the stool to the piano. She sat for almost a minute, thinking, then pulled the key cover and began. playing keys, random keys. It sounded horrible.

Suddenly the fogginess of the back of her mind reached to the tips of her fingers and onto the keys. Daniella was playing such beautiful music she never thought she had the capability of doing. It was truly a magical moment for her, and she closed her eyes to let the feeling take over. The beautiful sound filled the once silent room, and into the hallways of the great mansion. Being lost in the moment, she was completely unaware of her surroundings.

"You play piano, da?" Ivan's voice came from behind her, in front of the doorway. It paused all magic abruptly and her fingers hovered over the keys. Daniella looked at them, the dropped her hands to her lap to smooth out her dress, then to Ivan who was wearing a very handsome and decorated USSR uniform.

"Little one, you are crying, why?" His smile was sad and he walked over to her and brushed away one of her tears. Daniella turned her head and wiped off the rest herself. "I-I'm sorry... I didn't realise I was. Kind of lost in the moment."

There was a pause between them as Ivan knelt down to her eye level and smiled. "I understand. You did not know you could play the piano? It was quite beautiful, you have a natural born talent and it comes to you naturally, da."

It was as if Ivan could explain anything to Daniella, she blushed and smiled, looking away from him too embarrassed or flattered. The large man took a seat next to her on the piano bench, and began playing. He truly had a secret talent as well, and spoke as he played.

"I am inviting you to dinner tonight." He paused, fingers trickling high notes, down to the low notes as he spoke. "Eduard will escort you to the dining hall once Toris and Raivis have finished cooking." Ivan played more aggressively as he moved down to scale.

"I'm dying to get out of this room, Ivan."

Ivan chuckled, eyes still on the keys. "I know, milaya moya*, you will be out soon. Just wait and I will give you a tour of the mansion." He stopped playing piano and stood up, adjusted his suit and headed for the door once again, always making short visits. "I have some work to finish, see you at dinner, da?" and with that, he was off.

Daniella sighed, stepping away from the piano and laying on the couch. After many minutes of pondering, and waiting, she got fed up of being a good girl. Biting her lip from smiling and barefoot on stained hardwood, she opened the slowly creaking door to the halls and let loose to explore.