"Young Master is not in the habit of waiting for people."
With a tumultuous feeling within her, Raina Bell shyly nodded. "Yes, I'll go right away."
Sophie Sullivan was brought back to the manor by the man in black. The black Lincoln stopped in front of the fountain.
She opened the car door and climbed the stairs into the castle.
There, she came face to face with Raina Bell and Minimus Hart, who were just about to leave.
Sophie Sullivan paused, studying Raina Bell with keen interest. Raina had changed out of her maid outfit; not only had she changed her clothes, but her makeup as well.
Her hair was meticulously styled, evidence of the considerable effort she'd put into her appearance.
As Raina approached, a faint, sweet, youthful scent wafted from her.
Raina Bell unconsciously clenched her fist; the wound in her palm still seemed to burn with pain.
