Location
Havershel Estate
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Of course, that was also an acceptable method of removing unwanted guests. She however, was much more of a fan of using such people for entertainment…unfortunately, this was neither her party nor the type of people she wanted to shame if she still wanted good relations with the church.

“A paladin and a Clergywoman from the Oros church,” Livia greeted as she’d approach the two. “Now there’s a surprise. To what do we owe the pleasure of the churches’ magnanimity.” Immediately, the paladin tensed, hand moving to her weapon as she’d glare at the trio approaching her.

“...it is quite alright, Madeline.” The clergywoman responded. “Lady Fiore of the Maison d’Violette. I could ask the same of you.” A servant passed by, offering drinks to the group which Livia gratefully took.

“Hm? Didn’t expect me of all people to be here, miss…?”

“Cassandre Marcien.” She bowed politely. “I was told that you may be here, and if you were that what we assume is correct. That simply leaves the reason why you left the church in the dark about this.”

“Mhm…Dear Marcien,” Livia responded with a sigh. “Keep talking like that and people here might get some wrong idea. The good count has decided to show off his collection of antiques. Nothing more nothing less.”

“That aside, Miss Fiore, who is your entourage?”

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Now that they were inside, they could at least blend in with the other maids. Probably. Several were moving about, the hustle and bustle preparing both the dinner for the evening as well as making sure everything was absolutely spotless. Amidst the chaos the three would at least, go unnoticed so long as they didn’t do anything out of the ordinary.

“Office, huh…” Lyssa frowned. “I don’t think he’d keep anything suuuper important like what we're looking for in an office.”

A quick glance around would show that they were likely in an area specifically meant for servants to work in. A few bunks for live in maids could be seen not too far away, and checking further down the hallway showed a long, well cleaned and decorated lobby where a few maids were talking with a stern looking butler about cleaning it seemed. They could also hear shouts from a nearby kitchen. Rather curiously though, a young boy could be seen doing a terrible job of trying not to be seen as he’d poke his head around the corner of a hallway and scurry off down another thinking he hadn’t been seen.

the only other potential lead that they had was the maids quietly whispering about lord Havershel often spending long hours in an art gallery on the second floor.