A quaint manor that sits in the rolling hills. It is surrounded by a small stone fence and looks quite inviting to passersby. It looks like any other home that a well off business man would own.
Hillside Manor, Countryside
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I am a daughter. I work in the house with my mother making food for everyone. I wish I could go to school but that's not allowed. One day I will be married and leave home.
Has that suitor finally left?  I can't believe father wants me to marry that boorish lout.  I don't think he's read a book since... well, since ever. He was quite the dense bloke, wasn't he? I think he's gone now. You deserve far better! I must say, brother, I don't envy you being the heir to the household.  Father can be quite demanding, can't he? Absolutely, but I've resigned myself. At least I don't have to fend off all the guys wanting your hand I guess.  Ha - that's true! Although, that Lady Hefforshire certainly was pushing her daughter at you an awful lot at the last ball.  If she could have just pushed her into your lap, I think she would have! That would have been something, wouldn't it? Mother would have lost her mind. Speaking of which, when is the next ball? I think the Bennetts are hosting one but a fortnight from now.  Maker, but that will be a tedious affair, they're even more unrefined in their manners!  Still, it's something to do, I suppose. I suppose. Hey - I heard a rumor today.  Oh, gossip!  Do tell. So someone told me that there were people plotting to overthrow our father. Do you think it could be true? Seems an odd backwater for someone to want to be in charge of.  Who would do such a thing? Supposedly it's our uncle. They said with our father out of the way he would become the new king. You don't think it's true, do you? Uncle has always seemed so nice. 