Listening (1)

"Lady Hazel."

"You may enter," Hazel answered, standing up from the bed to greet Valerie. She looked around the room to ensure there was nothing odd about it and then back at the door.

Valerie entered with the four maids behind her. "I have brought the trunk of things you brought with you and your old room from the selection was properly cleaned to get your things. You may pick what you want to keep and return the others to your parent's home."

"Thank you. I hope it is not too heavy," Hazel said, watching as the maids lifted the trunk inside the room.

"It is not. I gave it a little lift earlier. Now, the dress you are wearing is lovely, but it is best if you wear one of the dresses picked for you. You will fit right in when you meet with the Castros. Did you look through them?" Valerie asked, going toward the dresses she had a hand in picking out.

"I did. They are all beautiful," Hazel replied. 'Just a little small looking.'