The next morning

I woke up in the morning with angst .I had a horrible dream.

I was killing my self by starving and I dreamt of my life being broken I felt my heart ripping due to longing of someone or something I don't remember...last thing I know my head hurts

I don't have a good feeling about this place but still I feel a sense of belonging here I don't know what is happening to me .....I feel such passion in this place

I sat up in my bed thinking all this and i heard a knock.

"Madam Estelle ?Are you awake??"

"Yes I am ,I'll be down for breakfast in a short while"

"As you please madam"

I guess no point in wondering about this place I have to find out what is going about in this mansion I have to help those poor people I feel sorry for them like they are my own kinsmen

I get dressed and go down to dining hall to find Mr Quinton he has been my attendant and butler for over years he was there since my parents childhood so he really cares a lot and manages all my affairs

"Mr Quinton !!"

"Yes ,madam !"

I followed his voice and entered the dining room I think I didn't notice last night

"Yes! Madam ,here it is your breakfast and tea"

I smiled he is literally never late or lazy even at this age

"Thank you"

But I was fairly surprised to find few more people

"Mr Quinton ,if you would explain?who are these people??"

"Yes, madam , they are new servants I thought since we are staying here ,we might as well clean this messy mansion",he said with an annoyed face

I laughed "Sure ! At least it feels better to know this place has got little life with so many people around "

I finished my breakfast now it was time to get to work

"Mr Quinton!can you prepare my carriage I think I shall leave for thrushcross grange"

"As you bid madam!"