Neven frowned in distaste as he left the rattling old bus, he would've much preferred a carriage, more so with his own horses. Regardless they were here now and it seemed the staff had been somewhat prepared for their arrival. He stepped inside the mansion and dropped his bags, then pointed at one of the butlers. "[b]You. Grab our bags and take them to our suite.[/b]" he said bluntly, then turned to Abelia and talked to her in a more gentle tone, "[b]He will take your bags, let us find our rooms with haste, and see if they are worthy accommodations.[/b]" Hopefully the butler wasn't a blundering idiot and would quickly grab their bags and place them in the appropriate room.

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