Chapter 55: Conan Has A Bride To Be.
Afternoon.
Theodore Mansion.
Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.
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Lydia was in a fitted purple dress, a chiffon long sleeve with a button at the wrist, a flowy length, a dress she and her husband had picked after she picked his for him, she was delicately placing the roses and daisies that she had picked from the flower garden into the blue and gold designed vases that she had sent the maid to get for her, it shall make the mansion brighter and even more lively. The presence she feels in the mansion is still there most of the time but it only adds to the eerie of the mansion. Sometimes her steps falter because she believes someone has been following right after her with its eyes but they are nothing, so she sighs and ignores them.
The flowers are fresh and bright from the grounds, Hound was the person who always took care of the buds and now he is unwell. She felt guilty about sending him into a place he shouldn’t have been, her carelessness had made her lose Red. The said cat meowed next to her making her smile warmly as he followed her around the mansion.
"Lady Theodore, do you want some tea?" Joyce’s voice pierced through the temporal silence.
Lydia turned to her with a smile "No, I’m fine, I shall be waiting for the Carpenter in my library after doing this" she pointed out, the corridors and windows now had vases filled with flowers of different colours, she had only been able to fill the right wing and the middle area. The left wing and the courtyard area at the back are still dark and bare.
Joyce nodded "Alright, we are wiping the mansion walls of possible cobwebs" she informed.
"You do that, did Mira get the candles I asked for yesterday?" she surveyed
The maid shook her head. "No Lady Theodore, I shall get it today"