The junction of the sky and the sea was white, and an orange sun slowly climbed up from the sea, and then gradually turned into a blazing golden white, as if it was only then that he really woke up from his drowsiness.
The white pavilion is 5 stories high, with a large cylindrical shape standing out in the middle, a cuboid building on both sides, and two large cubes at the other end of the cuboid. The overall shape is roughly the same. In fact, there are only 4 floors on both sides. Only the middle building has 5 floors, and the top floor is a beautiful prismatic spire. The pavilion is roughly white, and the roof tiles and corners are dark purple, and its style is similar to the Bavarian style in Lorain Hill's memory.
Lorraine Hill's room is on the left side of the 3rd floor, the birds outside the window are chirping on the spruce tree, the white light of the sky shines through the gap of the dark curtain, the girl is sleeping on the bed in a white nightdress , satin-like hair scattered on the pillow, on the thin blanket and between the white collarbones.
After the sun slowly rose, it took a while before the girl opened her eyes reluctantly. She was actually awake for a while, but she still didn't want to get up. After sleeping in the tent and carriage for a long time, , finally lying on the soft bed again, a faint sense of satisfaction and happiness came from every corner of the body.
Well, get up. After all, you don't live alone, you can sleep as long as you want, but you still have to pay attention to your image. Thinking like this, she slowly propped herself up from the bed, shook her head to wake herself up, then opened the curtains, and the light from the sky illuminated the cozy bedroom.
Sitting in front of the dresser, she simply took care of her hair and tied the hair tie before she remembered that this was a new bedroom, and she didn't know where her clothes were, so she looked around and opened the white wardrobe next to her. , a dazzling array of dresses appeared in front of her eyes, making her unable to react for a while.
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Is this for her? The problem is that she only arrived yesterday, which means it will be ready before she enters the bedroom last night at the earliest. But how do they know her body proportions? They only appeared at the Chamber of Commerce headquarters last night.
Loren Hill took out a few pieces of clothes and tried them on at random, and they fit unexpectedly.
How did they do it in advance? Wait, there is still a time difference. When she showed up at the headquarters, it was just into the night, and when she came back to rest, it was close to the early morning, and there was a time difference of nearly five hours. Is this called professionalism?
Thinking back carefully, among the stewards I met yesterday, there were several from the clothing workshop, maybe they were secretly preparing, and they would find out when I asked Chelsea.
Instead of thinking about these flattering actions, she chose a body dress with a white body, which was more in line with her aesthetic, with just the right light blue decoration in its simplicity.
There are also some rococo-style graceful long skirts in the wardrobe. The skirt is bell-shaped, with arc-shaped skirts, pleats with layers of patterns, and skirts are dragged behind. This kind of skirt is currently more popular among west-style aristocrats, but Lorraine Hill is not too cold. It just feels too restrictive and inconvenient, like a beautifully decorated colorful vase, that is, it looks good, and it is not comfortable to wear.
After a brief dressing, she pushed open the bedroom door. There were already 4 maids waiting outside the door. This was the result of her request yesterday. According to Chelsea's standard, 12 are the norm. This kind of waste of manpower made the girl quite sigh. She didn't need the number of people to serve to show her identity, but considering that she was not familiar with the situation of having someone lead the way, she originally intended to keep two enough.
"Good morning, miss."
The four maids bowed their heads and saluted. They all looked good and were very young, with towels in their hands, and then took the girl to the bathroom.
Breakfast was cranberry bread and honey tea. After a brief meal, Lorraine Hill began to ask the housekeeper Serres about the situation.
"How are Mr Angus' other child and his mother doing now?"
"Their mother and son live in a single-family attic at No. 209 Gladiolus Street in Hopeland. The law and order there is very good. Yesterday, some people were urgently dispatched to covertly protect the surroundings."
"Well, prepare an inconspicuous carriage, I will visit today in secret."
"Yes, Miss."
After the Karites Chamber of Commerce returned from Roland Hill, the previous uneasiness ended, and various orders began to be distributed from the headquarters to distant chapters to inform future arrangements and decisions. A manager's carriage was scattered from the huge headquarters, and one of the ordinary carriages was also mixed in.
Roland Hill put on a black robe over his dress again, and then got on the carriage. As the wheels ran over the bluestone street, he turned several corners and came to Jianlan Street. This is the place where the nobles lived in Hopelander in the early years. Later, after Verga became independent, most of the nobles evacuated, and the rich people bought what remained. The security here has always been good. However, the real top of Hopelander is not here, but in the wide courtyards on the west side. Those courtyards were built after the establishment of Vergar, and the newer and more pleasing style.
Lorraine Hill got off the carriage, and then Ceres, dressed in a strict butler's dress, knocked on the door. Two elite guards dressed as attendants stood beside the carriage, and they blocked the sight of others intentionally or unintentionally.
The door creaked open, and under the fierce sunlight at noon, the woman in the room seemed to be unable to open her eyes, and it took a while to recognize the housekeeper.
"Hello Mrs. Mera, I was in Seres, and I followed Lord Angus before, do you remember?"
"You... .. hello, I remember that you are a respectable person who has helped me and my children a lot."
"You're too much. I also help you according to Lord Angus's instructions. It's nothing."
Serres paused for a while, then turned sideways, letting the figure of Roland Hill appear in front of the woman.
"This is Miss Lacey, the daughter of Lord Angus, she wants to visit you, can you think?"
"Okay, okay, please wait a moment, the house is too messy." The woman's voice was a little panic.
After waiting for a while, Roland Hill was ushered into the room, and a shady breath came over him.
Most of the curtains in the house are drawn, and the lighting is not good. Considering that it is summer, it is normal to be afraid of heat. The house is relatively dry and shady, and it is quiet at noon, except for the occasional sound of the pendulum in the hall.
The grandfather clock made of mahogany and brass is placed against the wall in the middle of the hall, covered with a thick layer of ash. In the quiet room, some dust can be seen slowly fluttering in the sunlight through the gaps in the curtains.
Mrs. Mera poured out two cups of cold water from the porcelain pot next to her and placed them in front of the table. There was also some dust on the lid of the porcelain pot, but fortunately the water inside was fairly clean. It should have been prepared yesterday or this morning.
Lorraine Hill looked at the lady in a long black dress. Her face was a little pale, she had no ornaments on her body, and her forehead was slightly wrinkled. She was only in her thirties, but she felt a kind of sullenness, uneasy and peaceful. Looking at Lorraine Hill nervously.
"I'm very sorry Mrs. Mera. I have unfortunate news to tell you today that Angusta was attacked on the return journey some time ago and has left us forever."
As the girl's voice fell, the lady shook her hand and knocked the teacup next to her, and then a crisp voice sounded on the ground, shattering it.