107 Mysterious Miss Fera.

Noon.

Library, Theodore Mansion.

Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.

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Sunlight streams through the tall windows, casting a warm glow over the room, as the gentle hum of afternoon activity fills the air.

The lady of the house and her two maids are in the library after taking the papers from the frightened courier, Lydia places them on the shelf while taking a couch.

"Tell me about yourselves, how did you end up at the slave establishment?"

Lydia asked the girls as the thought had been in her head for a while now.

Her dress since morning which is adorned with delicate lace insets and embellished with pearls and satin ribbons, still rests on her shoulders featuring epitomizing regal elegance and sophistication.

"Lady Theodore we should be working" joyous countered looking slightly uncomfortable. Perhaps from the question or perhaps from the lack of work.