Chapter 3
"Oh, oh!? Ooh, oh goodness wha-what? How can a car just stop like this?" the nineteen year old girl practically shrieked as her car made terrifying noises until it came to a complete stop on the forest road.
The girl in question sported light, golden blonde hair pulled back into a severe bun. She wore a baggy black sweater over a long, shapeless grey skirt. Her ice-blue, thickly lashed eyes were framed with large, silver glasses that often fell to the tip of her button nose. She closed her eyes in frustration and her small, plump pink lips pulled into a frown. Today had not been her lucky day…first she had found that the apartment she was supposed to be moving into had been condemned, then she had been informed that the job she was supposed to have been starting had given away her position to a more experience individual, and now her car had left her to fend for herself in a dark, unpopulated, forest during a thunder storm at night…
"Think Sophie, think. Was there any houses nearby that you could walk to?" she contemplated as she repeatedly tapped her forehead.
"AHA! Yes, yes there was that castle about a mile back!" Sophie yelled as she began to grab her two suitcases from the back seat.
With a bit of a struggle she was able to maneuver herself, as well as her luggage, out of the small car and begin her trek to the castle she had seen on her drive.
"Oh it's raining harder than I thought, by the time I get to that castle they're going to think I swam there!" Sophie mused to herself, laughing, as she half-ran, half-walked towards her destination.
About half an hour later she arrived at the castle. She sighed with relief at the sight, relieved that she had indeed been right about the building existing. Sophie continued walking until she reached the large, front doors and, setting her luggage down, advanced and rang the doorbell.
"Ah, I'm so nervous," she began to bite her bottom lip "what if they turn me away?"
Sophie's brow creased as she began to think of all the horrible things that could happen to her in her current situation. In fact, she was so focused that she didn't notice the door being opened nor did she notice the stare of the butler.
