The Sorrys
The carriages stopped and two valets came running.
"Welcome to the Silvermaw Estate," said the valets and presented their hands to the girls to help them dismount the carriage.
"Thank you!" chirped Valenthia.
"Hmm," growled Edwina. If she had been the old Edwina, she would have greeted them happily and would have been excited to see Aaron but now she was dredging up the fact that she would live with him in his house and would have to smell him all the time. Moon Goddess! He smelled so sweet, earthy, cinnamony. And now she hated that smell or that she always said to herself.
"She is the lucky one, she is the lucky one," whispered the valets.
"Will the rogue attacks stop now?" asked one of them.
"Shh… she can hear you!" Opaline tapped on their shoulder.
"Sorry, Ma'am," said the valets.
"Get the luggage and place it in our rooms," she ordered.
"Yes, Ma'am," said the valets.