Had it truly changed that much? Evidently, yes.
The scent in her room was essentially unrecognizable. It was as though a century had passed, wiping away every last trace of her ever inhabiting that space.
Colder than the rest of the manor that room was… So, unwelcoming to its old owner.
That bluish hue coating the walls followed the same pattern as in the rest of the house. Arabella hadn't even gotten to pick the colors in her own room… Not ever.
The shade clashed harshly with the dark brown of the furniture that Reubon had furnished the space with and as for the sheets, their white paled in comparison to the ones that covered her beds back in Umbraria.
"I kept it clean," the older maid's voice trembled as she fiddled with her own hands, "Just in case you'd ever returned, I thought you should have a clean room to come back to," her lips fought so hard to display a smile, but they shook just as hard as her words.
