The meeting (pt.1)

Sofie's POV

I walked closely behind Roman, almost gluing myself to him as we walked into the ginormous expanse of his grandmother's mansion.

If I had thought Roman's house to be magnificent, then this mansion was by far grandiose.

Even grandiose couldn't describe the medieval-themed mansion, it was opulently breathtaking.

"You are welcome home, young master." A formally dressed middle-aged man greeted us as we crossed the threshold.

Roman handed his coat to the man, "Thanks. Where's grandma?"

"She's in her bedroom, sir." He replied.

The man who later introduced himself as Daniel made to ease my coat off my body and I just held up a hand and shook my head in calm negation.

"You are not feeling hot?" Roman's voice rang into my ears as he drew back a dining chair for me to sit.

I perched on the chair, "Yes. I'm fine like this." I said, to which he nodded before he scanned the room, and brushed my forehead with a kiss which made Daniel, and the maids setting the table look away, to give