"Hello?" Patch asked as he looked around as entered the library.
The library seemed more spacious and more business than the Beast's library. There was a bust on a table as the puppy explored. Patch sniffed around the room as he tried to look for someone as he explored all around, but he had the odd feeling that he was being watched.
"Ah, Patch, I didn't expect you to be here, I thought you would have been with your master and his companion." Edward's voice said as he appeared from a chair.
Patch blinked in surprise, then looked over to the man. "Oh, um, I wanted to explore... I hope that's okay."
"It's quite alright," Edward smiled. "That young master of yours sure seemed like he was strong enough to handle anything."
"Oh, yes," Patch smiled back. "Atticus is the best, he's as strong as a god and even more now."
"My goodness... I hope I never have to get into a fight with him then." Edward chuckled, but not in a mean way.
"Totally..." Patch agreed. "This library seems interesting, you must be proud to have this in your care."
"It is rather big, but it can get rather lonely as well." Edward frowned.
"Oh, no doubt..." Patch said. "Don't you have friends or family? Even my Aunt Coco and Uncle Beamer have some company in their mansion."
"I'm afraid I don't have any friends or family here." Edward frowned.
"Oh, my..." Patch pouted.
"I had someone once, but I lost her a long time ago..." Edward said softly. "I feel she might be back tonight, though..."
"What was her name?" Patch asked.
"Elizabeth." Edward replied softly.
"Strange, that name sounds familiar." Patch said.
"She was my lost beloved..." Edward sounded like he was in mourning.
"What happened to her?" Patch asked.
"I'm afraid she met with grave consequences." Edward replied.
"Wait, you don't mean that she..." Patch frowned, slitting his throat with one his fingers of his right paw.
"I'm afraid so." Edward replied, understanding the gesture.
"But why would she do that?" Patch asked.
"I'm not sure, it's haunted me for years..." Edward replied gravely.
"Well, I'm sure her spirit is somewhere in this place." Patch said.
"I've had the feeling about it all night tonight..." Edward smiled softly to that.
"Well, I'm sure that no matter where she is, I'm sure she still loves you." Patch smiled.
"Oh, I know..." Edward replied.
"Want some company in here?" Patch asked.
"Go right ahead." Edward allowed.
Patch smiled as he looked around the library in wonder.
While that was going on, the married couple were not having such a great time.
"Will there be anything else that you require, sir?" Ramsley asked the couple before he left them alone for the night.
"Are you gonna get us some chocolates?" Jim requested.
Ramsley glanced at him. "Pardon?"
"You know, the little chocolates they put on the hotel pillows," Jim explained as Ramsley was obviously not going to fulfill that request. "Sometimes they have chocolates on the pillow..."
Ramsley just simply left the two of them, not going to fulfill Jim's request at all. Jim stepped back slightly as Sara looked up to her husband from the bed. And where she looked very crossed with her husband.
"What's the problem?" Jim asked his wife.
"In the first place, we weren't even supposed to be here," Sara replied. "We were supposed to be at the lake with my niece and her friends."
This was all true, but of course, to her husband, selling the mansion came first.
"What am I supposed to do, control the weather now, Sara?" Jim glanced at his wife.
"This isn't about the weather." Sara groaned.
Jim sighed to his wife. Drell started to wander down the hallways as he overheard the Evers couple starting to bicker. And where it sounded like Jim was losing this fight.
"Typical man..." Drell sighed about Jim and Sara's quarrel. He then heard Sara take something off and throw it to their bed and then go off to their bathroom.
"Hey, what are you... Hey, Sara." Jim tried to get his wife back as he struggled to get her to come back. "Hey, Sara, I didn't mean to say that, okay? Sara. Come on. Stop it. Sara. Sara. I'm sorry about that, honey. Can you open up, please?"