Defiance Posted December 12, 2016 Share Posted December 12, 2016 Somerset Mansion (Lord and Lady Basildon)A spacious home made out of fashionable geometric shapes with details in sculpting, and the walls painted terracotta and white. The front lane was dotted with white gardenia's, blooming early. The entry was covered in vines with little white blooms and two hanging baskets with fresh spring flowers in different shades of pink. The mansion was three stories high, with enough room to house guests and hold several events. Downstairs one would find the parlour, the study, the dining room, the library and of course the garden room filled with a multitude of ferns and a jasmine brush. In the back a large lawn and a teahouse that looked small and frivolous. On the second floor there was a Master bedroom and a Ladies bedroom, both with a walk in closet. The walk in closet of the Ladies bedroom had recently been expanded. The third floor housed the guest rooms and the old nursery. Servants stayed in the attic. The Marchioness of Worcester was, for all any knew, the mother of the Countess of Basildon. While few knew the truth of the matter, the truth mattered somewhat little. The countess was still her child; her children still Lisa's half-siblings; her husband still her step-father. Mary was a formidable sort of woman when she was not consumed by intermittent stretches of depression, like many a noble woman suffered. She had heard little from the earl and only knew that he had been quite engaged the last many days through the court gossip. It was not he who she was planning to see that afternoon, though, when struck by a fancy of boredom at home. Lisa had piqued her interest in the young woman by saying that they shared a rather passionate pass-time. A servant behind her carried a case as they were show inside, asking if the earl's French cousin was at home. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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