Literature
[01] Resurrected: Black Butler
I sat quietly curled up in a massive chair in the family library, reading a romance novel. For a moment, my eyes wandered away from crisp pages of the novel I held in hand. I stared out the window, distracted by the beautiful spring weather that lay outside the mansion walls. "Miss Aubrey," a gentle voice called out shaking me back to my life inside the mansion.
"Yes, Pricilla?" I answered, eyeing my personal maid. She stood before me in her black halter dress and white apron, her long strawberry blonde hair gathered together in an elegant side braid. Clutched in her boney hands was a silver tray with a single envelope placed in the middle,