The Mansion

It was late in the afternoon when he pulled the car in front of a big building. Jane got out and her mouth dropped wide open. She looked around to make sure that she was not in a cartoon world or some fairyland. At first, she had thought that his other house back there was beautiful - which it was, but the one in front of her was breathtaking and could make anyone fall speechless.

The house was painted and designed in all gold and it was built in a castle like way. It was a mansion like that of a fairytale cartoon. It had its own ethereal in the middle of the a snowy place. There was a golden fountain fall in front of the big mansion.

"Wow." She said not taking her eyes off from the mansion. "This is so magical. It's so golden and it makes me feel like I'm in heaven. Fran...." She turned around only to see that he was no longer there but walking in to the mansion. She walked faster to catch up with him. "You should have told me you were going in already. But never mind. Is this your's?"

He halted and sighed. "Jane, it's not mine. A fairy godmother swung her wand and that was how this building came into place." He said in a sarcastic tone.

Jane's eyes opened. "A fairy god..." She looked at his eyes and saw that he was pulling her legs. Her cheeks puffed up in annoyance. "Fine. You should have just told me it was dropped here by a natural disaster. Maybe then I would have believed you."

His lips wried and shook his head looking at the annoyed girl. He walked in without saying anymore word.

"Hmmm. How rude. A fairy godmother uhn." She said and walked inside.

The mansion's interior decor shocked her. She was expecting it to be heavenly-hell like the way it was, in the other house. But this was just pure heaven. It literally blinded her eyes from its beauty.

There was no mixture of any other colours except from gold. The furnitures, the paintings, the carpets, the grand stairs and the big golden chandelier dangling on the ceiling which gave the mansion an aristocratic look. The mansion represented wealth. Not just wealth, but royalty. It could make anyone bow in awe. 

"Oh my heavenly burgers. Are buildings like these real?" She murmured to herself.

A smile lit on her face as she remembered a scene from her favourite cartoon, 'beauty and the beast'.

"It looks like it but more beautiful and elegant." She said smiling wide at herself.

She turned around and approached Francis. "You know, this castle like mansion reminds me of 'beauty and the beast'. Remember that scene when she kissed him and the castle turned from an eerie looking one to an outstanding castle." She said smiling and describing it with her hands.

He pinched his middle brows. "Jane, this is not a fairytale world filled with your silly fantasies." He said coldly.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." She said shaking her head. "You're so boring." What she said made him raise a brow at her and kept his hands in his pocket staring at her. "You know absolute nothing. I know it's not a fairy tale world. I'm just saying that your mansion reminds me of the scene in beauty and the beast." She slapped her palm on her forehead. "Tsk. Why am I wasting my strength on you? I'm sure you don't watch things like that, that's why you're so boring and cold and so confined." She removed her palm on her forehead and looked up at him. "The best advice I can give to you is, I think you should start watching cartoons. It'll fill your mind with a lot of positive things and will always make you smile. Trust me. I'm sure you'd love it. And..."

He placed his finger on her mouth to stop her from talking. Her eyes blinked at him.

"You're so noisy." He said keeping a stern face.

What he said made her frown a little. He called her noisy again. She wanted to speak but he stopped her from doing so.

"Shush.. I like it quiet. A grave yard type of quiet." Her eyes blinked again. "So be quiet." He said and removed his finger on her lips.

"I'm not noisy. I don't know why you....."

"I'm upstairs." And with that he walked away with the luggages.

Her cheeks puffed up again. "He called me noisy for the second time. Fine. If he wants quietness, a grave yard type of quietness, then I'll give it to him. I won't say a word." And with that, an icy wind from the opened golden doors blew in and a little shiver ran down her body

It was then she felt that her body had caught a slight cold. She didn't notice it because she was taken away by the aristocratic looking mansion.

She sent in hot breath on her palms and rubbed them together. Her legs threw away step by step and ascended the grand golden stairs.