Lost

Sire stared out the window as the carriage rode off. She let out a deep breath. The cool breeze against her face. It felt nice. Having to leave the woods and mingle a bit with people. Trying not to think too much she pushed the thought off her mind and just stared at the prettiness of the country.

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The carriage came to a halt. Causing Sire to jerk forward. Her eyes snapped open and she turned to see the passengers stepping out.

"We've arrived?." She asked.

"Get yourself out." Replied the coachman rudely.

Sire didn't need more than that to get herself out of the carriage. She immediately climbed out.

"Thank you~." And even before she could complete her sentence,the man rode off. Trying not to be offended,the girl turned to face the estate. The place was beautiful. With alined mansions. Each built in a different style and radiant in its way. Sire gaped at the mansions. Not sure what to make out about them each.

The girl got interrupted by the sound of an approaching carriage. It was too late when she noticed and made you get out of the way.

Shrieking,the girl covered her eyes. Expecting whatever it was that was coming next.Not feeling any form of hurt she took her hands away from her eyes. The carriage has taken a risky turn and avoided hitting her. Then the door to the carriage opened,the coachman placed a stool and Sire first sighted a pair of polished boots. Her graze traveling up,to look at a man dressed in a black and quite royal uniform. His black hair brushed to a side and a pair of big round glasses settled on his nose bridge. His brownish eyes expressed worry for a moment as he stepped down the stool.

"My,are you alright?." He asked stepping closer to where Sire was.

"Don't get too close my lord. We have not a single clue who this girl is or from where she comes." Stated the coach man with all seriousness.

"True. I haven't seen her around either but isn't that the more reason.."He let out a deep breath. "Come. Why have you come here? Are you lost?Looking for a relative?." He asked.

Sire stared at him for a bit before opening her mouth to speak. "Well..I've come in search of a friend."She said meekly.

"A friend. Well thats interesting. Does your friend umm..know you're coming? What's umm..her name if i may ask."

"Sadly,i do not know her name.But i can say she's small but not too small has brown hair and the prettiest reddish brown eyes." Sire smiled at the description she was giving.

The man furrowed his brows. Strangely the description fit for someone he knew

perfectly well. "Wait here." He said to Sure before turning to the carriage. "Vivi?!."He called.

"Yes uncle?!." Out came and answer from the carriage.

"Are you expecting anyone?!." He asked the female voice.

"Not at all!!."The girl replied. He turned back to Sire. Seeming quite disappointed. A frown settled on his face.

"Who could it be then?."He muttered to himself before turning once more to the carriage. "Vivi?! Could you be kind enough to grant me your presence?!." There wasn't an answer. All that happened next was the stepping out of a young lady from the carriage.

"Yes~You..?!."The girl trailed off. Her last word coming out almost as a whisper. Her reddish brown eyes widening at the sight of the girl a few feet away from her uncle. She stepped down the stool making haste to meet with them.

"Do you know~.."

"Why of course i do!. She's the one from Pearlbrich!." Vivian said. For some reason she was excited seeing the girl.

"She is?." He asked her. Raising a brow.

"Hmm!." Vivian nodded. "Perhaps i haven't told you about the incident but I'm sure its her. The cloak and those rare eyes! Its definitely her!."

Seeing how Vivian reacted he stepped back. He half smiled and bowed.

"I am Rafe Edison. Acquittance to Alfred Wilkinson,the duke of Gradenhill and uncle to Vivian Silvester. I am indeed honoured to meet you and glad i didn't hit you and spoil the rare color in your eyes." The man came to stand straight. Sire looked at him for a while before clearing her throat.

"Nice to meet you." She said simply. Returning his half smile with a warm one. Vivian stepped to her. "If i may ask,what brings you by?. Are you perhaps looking for me?." She asked.

"Well of course Vivi who else if not you?." Rafe raised a brow. He turned to Sire. "I was actually escorting Vivian back home. Would you like to~.."

"But of course uncle! She most definatley would!. Shall we?!." Vivian grabbed Sire's wrist. Leaving her speechless. She could tell the young miss couldn't hide her excitment.

"You two can go ahead. I was actually hoping to drop by at the Hart's mansion after escorting you. Seeing now that you have yourself company i might as well as just take a little stroll. The mansion isn't far from here you see. Umm..Sherman?." Rafe called the coachman. "Bring me the umbrella." He turned to Vivian. "You see,one has to be ready at all times. You can never tell when it will rain or when the sun will be unbearable." He smiled politley and like a gentleman. His eyes meeting with that of Sire's before he looked away to collect his umbrella.

"Okay then. We'll be off now." Vivian said sharply before dragging Sire towards the carriage.

"Careful now." Rafe warned. Afraid that if Vivian didn't calm down she would fall. The girl didn't even turn his direction before climbing in the carriage,she made space for Sire before making herself comfortable. Sherman closed shut the door of the carriage. Vivian looked out the window and waved at Rafe. Sire stared as the man waved back with that smile of his never leaving.