Chapter 62: ARRIVING
Dust settled beneath polished hooves. All seven of them were now standing on the stone path outside a clean, beautiful mansion. A breeze passed softly over their clothes, and the sun cast a golden light on the building in front of them — a three-storey residence with wide balconies, tall white pillars, and carved wooden doors.
The residential area was quiet but filled with a sense of luxury. This was where nobles lived — real nobles.
And waiting right at the front of the house were nearly a dozen well-dressed servants, led by a tall, middle-aged man with graying hair and a sharp black coat. The moment Rozie and Shelly stepped out, their boots clicking against the stone, the workers immediately straightened up.
"Lady Rozie, Lady Shelly," the manager said with a wide smile, bowing almost too low, "Welcome back. It is an honor to serve you again. The estate is fully prepared."
"Your journey must’ve been tiring," one of the maids added, smiling warmly. "You still look perfect, my Lady."
Shelly gave a casual nod. Rozie didn’t smile, but her presence alone shut everyone up.
None of the workers even looked at the others.
Aric, Nora, Sarah, Darcy, and Lindy just stood there quietly, watching it all.
Nora, calm as usual, fixed her robe and observed everything like she was reading a book. Sarah looked mildly annoyed. Darcy was too tired to care. Lindy... she just seemed overwhelmed.