The mansion was absolutely beautiful.

I scurried from one master bedroom to the next. They were all immaculate, really; I would need to find out who had lived in each of them before making a selection. I wanted to avoid living in a room someone had died in, if I could help it, but it was possible that each room had seen its share of death. This was an old house, after all.

I chose a room at random and locked the door behind me. This one would have to do for now. I slipped off my sandals, letting my toes sink into the wonderfully soft carpet. This room alone had to be the size of my whole apartment! It was such a relief that the house hadn't fallen into disrepair the way the grounds had. Throwing myself onto the curtained bed, I sighed. I deserved a moment of relaxation after everything I had been through over the last day!

There was really no point in going back to school. I had no intention of getting a job, anyway, and all the guys I met were only interested in my money and my body. Previously, the point of my "studies" had simply been to get myself away from Father, but now that he was dead, that was no longer a concern. Here, I should be safe.

It was a relief that my security team would remain loyal to me despite the offers they were getting. As for the renewal of their contract, that was no concern. I would easily be able to outbid any opposition. As long as they did their jobs well, I was willing to give them billions if that was what it took. 

I fetched my laptop from the suitcase that had been left here for me and powered it on. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, I browsed through my email account. I had received many recent messages, of course, most from relatives congratulating me and wanting to stay in touch. Those could all be ignored, of course. The intentions of their senders couldn't be more obvious. 

It had been a relief to not have to send a message to [i]that[/i] man. Just the thought of talking to him again was probably what had given me so many nightmares. He would have probably been able to dispatch of Father with no issues, of course... he had infiltrated Father's citadel once before, after all. Why not again?

With a sigh, I returned to my feet, wandering over to the tall mirror along the wall. Mother had noticed my new necklace, of course... I was a bit surprised she hadn't liked it much. She was right about one thing, though. I really ought to treat myself a bit. Perhaps a pair of diamond bracelets to replace the golden ones I usually wore?

As I stood, admiring myself in the mirror, I was interrupted by a rather rude noise - the noise of my stomach growling. I hadn't eaten since breakfast, and even that had been brief! I left my room, wandering off to find Mother and figure out what would be for dinner. It might be nice to catch up with her a bit... now that Father was gone, she could live freely, say what she wanted to. Our conversation could be quite refreshing!