Snippet #1358603

It was a chilly afternoon, the air crisp and the sky an array of blues and faint grays, a giveaway that there was a chance of rain later on. Rosette had arrived in the earlier hours of the morning, and she could see her home a short distance ahead of the carriage, and a charmingly crooked smile curved onto her rosebud lips. Home... It had been so long, or so it seemed, since she'd walked across the familiar wood-paneled floors or shared a meal with her sisters and mother, sitting around the sturdy dining room table. The thought made her sigh with longing, and soon enough, she was pulling up to the familiar entrance, excitement pulsing through her.

She bid her driver farewell after gathering her bags, and lugging them to the door. After standing there nervously, tucking a tray tendril of gold behind her ear, she knocked with a firm fist, hoping someone would come soon and help her with her luggage. Patrick answered the door a few moments later, much to the relief of tired Rosette. "Patrick!" She exclaimed, though not too loud, as she had plans to surprise the others inside. Awkwardly wreathing her arms about his neck in a friendly embrace, she smiled that radiant smile of hers and stepped inside, glimpsing around. "Where is everyone?"

"Uh... hello, Miss Rosette." Patrick replied in his own reserved way, though he did flash her a warm smile, offering to help her with her bags. "Let me take those." Soon enough, her body was free of the weight and she exhaled as the butler took her luggage, setting it in the den for the time being. "I believe Georgiana just left; Valerie is most likely out riding, and your mother... well."

"My mother? Where is she?"

"In bed, still, though she's been awake for quite some time. I believe she might be feeling under the weather..." he explained.

Rosette tilted her head, catching her lower lip in between her teeth before nodding her head in reply and saying a small thank you. She began walking down the hall after she shed her hat, hanging it by the front door before hurriedly moving up the stairs toward Aurora's bedchambers.