371 Start of fall

When the day of the soiree arrived, Eve stood in front of the mirror in her room. She wore a wine-red gown that swept the marble floor when she walked. The gown had been sent to her two hours ago by Vincent for her to wear. The translucent sleeves reached up to her wrists, while the back of the dress had a deep back, which touched her lower back. 

She had parted her golden blonde hair from the side, twisting and tying it into an elegant hairstyle. She pinned two little flowers on the side of her hair. 

"A lot of carriages have lined up in the shed and the guests have entered the mansion. The Moriartys sure are a well known family with the kind of people I see this evening," Timotei said from the edge of the window, which he had only jumped on a few seconds ago. "Nervous?" He asked Eve. 

"A little," Eve answered truthfully before asking the black cat, "Are the Hookes here?"