Suzanna follwed the servant into the enormous foyer. Portraits hung on each side of the hallway that she was led through, each depicting a rich important ancestor. Next she was led up a curved marble staircase with gold engraved banasters. They passed door after door, never entering any until finally the servant knocked gently on the farthest one down the hall and let herself in motioning to Suzanna to remain where she was. Silently Suzanna nodded her understanding, and waited while the servant inquired inside where the young master John and his lady friend had gone, and if the lord of the house wished to have an audience with the woman who was just outside the door.
When the servant came back out into the hall, she motioned Suzanna towards the room. Suzanna was unsure of what to do. Was her daughter in that room, or was this a trick of some sort, a place to hold her till the authorities came. The servant seeing Suzanna's hesitation explained what was to proceed in the foreboding room.
"Sir Quinton will speak with you now."
 Cenendra · Sat Nov 24, 2007 @ 09:10pm · 0 Comments |
