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#8
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Mica
In the Box
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New master? Gregory echoed in his mind, trying to wrap it around his head. It was rather funny to see Mrs. Luyens’ face seemed to grow red in exasperation and so he agreed. He had not noticed the small lady who spoke earlier, the maid called Julia but he was indeed thankful for the way she handled her mistress. It saved him the trouble to have deal with her, as short tempered ladies tend to be more troublesome than they were worth.
“Of course, I cannot see a reason to disapprove. After all, you look rather tired and it is doubtful we will have a trouble of providing you a room.” He gave the man a small smile. Although he had not felt it before, he was feeling rather drained today. The long hours of travel made his body ache in cramps and loose ends he had to tie up. It was amazing how his black suit and dress pants looked fresh out of the closet, though his short messy hair and tired blue eyes was the only evidence of his long travel. Still, part of it was his curiosity to the stranger, whatever would bring a person to the middle of nowhere was somewhat a curious thing. And maybe deep down, he would not feel so alone being the only outsider in the town.
Mrs. Luyens cleared her throat, giving him a wary glance. “Very well, you are after all the new Lord to this manor and so we will allow this… ah, gentleman to stay.” Her distaste was painfully obvious, though it didn’t matter all that much. He didn't like her very much anyway.

Long, long hiatus.
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Posted 01-20-2011, 08:40 PM
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