Inside the house was cozier and warm. The love in this house was flooding the place. Sir Abraxas was very kind, but his wife, wasn't. Her long strict face just completely showed her character. She was the "Dicatator", to Abraxas.
"So...How do you like Wiltshire?", asked the old count.
It took a moment for Lily to answer. Her first day wasn't pleasent at all. A boy was not exactly nice, everything looks exactly like a Charlie Chapman movie and it was so cold. But out of politeness, she kindly replied:"Great!"
The Countess came in.
"Abraxas, Lucius is studying, and asks you to put your loud voice a notch down." she then left.
"I'm sorry, said Abraxas, she's just like that."
Lily then put her hands on her lap.
"Who is Lucius?"
Abraxas put his hands on the armrests.
"Lucius is my only son. He will be the next count. He is the platinum blond haired boy you saw when you were going to come in. Do you know him now?"
Lily nodded. She then said goodbye and headed back home.