Curse the Mainframe! 75 The Rothschild Family Mansion

Blanche had successfully kidnappe - ahem – brought her little brother home to visit.

She was being shameless by accepting him as a younger brother, but she was happy with it, so what did it matter? It wasn't like her husband would refuse this, though her sons might protest.

Blanche beamed at Alec, her facial muscles protesting at the action. She wondered how long it had been since she'd genuinely smiled so widely. Probably not since the day her children had been born.

She was feeling inordinately happy, something that she wouldn't have expected a few scant hours ago. She never expected that she would have went on a little adventure a few hours after she left her home.

She could hardly remember the last time something had filled her with so much adrenaline. Was this what her husband felt when he went out hunting with their sons? If so, she would have to join them.

Even the carriage going over a particularly bumpy spot didn't affect her mood one bit.

"Big sister, where are we going?" Alec questioned, his finger rubbing against the Ash Phoenix's cheek.

Even though the Ash Phoenix was said to be a herald of death, Alec couldn't help but feel drawn towards the strange creature.

The bird didn't move from its position on Alec's lap.

"To the Rothschild Family Mansion," Blanche said, still smiling at Alec.

Even though Alec already expected this, he hadn't really thought that she would say it so bluntly. Then again, he did hear her mutter something about him being so cute that she wished she could just kidnap him.

Compared to his first impression of Blanche, Alec realized that she was a lot blunter than he first thought

… but Alec liked people like this. They were a lot easier to converse with, without him having to second guess their meanings all the time.

Blanche's words were clear-cut and direct, which wasn't what he expected from a noble lady who was expected to fight a war with words.

Blanche did seem to have somewhat of a reputation for being unreasonable, as seen from the way Sean and the female attendant acted earlier. When Blanche tried being polite earlier, the shocked looks on their faces were more than telling.

Even when they reached the carriage, Blanche's servants were sweating nervously but still obediently staying still waiting for her.

He caught sight of the expression on their faces when Blanche smiled at him as well, which struck him as odd. He didn't think that just calling her big sister would cause such a great impact on her, but he had no qualms about taking advantage of it.

They arrived at a quiet mansion in the outskirts of the city. With wide, sprawling grounds, Alec was greeted with the sight of green that stretched on for ages.

Upon leaving the carriage, the first thing that Bunbun and Fenrir did was run and roll around in the grass, having missed it.

The stone cobbles under their paws just wasn't the same. Indeed, grass was still the best!

The servants that had long been waiting stepped forward to welcome the madam back home.

Blanche stepped down without help from the servants. The last time someone had tried helping her down had been scorched with such a frigid glare that they never once tried to do it again. The madam had such an unpredictable temper at the most unpredictable things.
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One of the servants caught sight of the carriage driver making strange faces at them. He was sporting some crazy eyes, but they didn't understand what they were trying to convey.

Blanche turned around and held out a hand to Alec. Alec stared at the pale hand in front of him, hesitantly touching. He really didn't feel repulsed by her. Why was that? It wasn't like they had known each other for a long time, nor was she part of his family, so why?

"Alec, welcome to my home."

The professional smiles on the servants faces froze, their long-honed instincts preventing from making any disastrous mistakes. Nothing that they had ever experienced could have ever prepared them for the sight that greeted them right now.

Suddenly, the crazy eyes of the carriage driver as well as the other servant next to him made more sense.

Alec simply maintained his façade as usual. By now, the smile was already an ingrained reflex. He didn't stop smiling even when he was alone.

He still hadn't heard the Mainframe's voice about the completion of the mission [Rescue the Ash Phoenix.], which meant that it still wasn't over. It wasn't over till the Mainframe said it was over.

He was feeling wary. The Ash Phoenix wasn't leaving no matter what he did, which meant that something was bound to happen. And soon.

By making a choice not to return to Elias and the others, that meant that if it was something that happened to them, the Ash Phoenix would have left, but it was still here.

His decision to follow Blanche to her family home meant that if the 'aura' of death grew lighter, the Ash Phoenix should have left to converge at the spot where the most concentrated aura appeared.

There had been hearsay that the Ash Phoenix only ever appeared where there were tragic, messy deaths where those who suffered left the world before their time was up.

It was because of this that so many were keen on studying what made the creature tick in hopes that they would be able to glean something out of it to tell when they themselves would be in danger.

Foolish, if you asked Alec. Caging an Ash Phoenix was the same as asking for its death. But he supposed those people didn't care a whit about that.

How much about the information he'd managed to dig out about the characteristics of the Ash Phoenix could be trusted, he didn't know, but he would rather take precautions rather than allow it to happen just like that.

Blanche had helped him out, so it would be remiss of him to allow anything to happen to her.

Alec silently gave the command to Bunbun and Fenrir, having them go back to the inn after playing around.

He was met with protesting feelings, but when Alec looked at them, they sat straight, finally relenting.

The servants desperately tried to prevent any of their thoughts from appearing on their faces when they were met with the sight of a young boy, probably not even in his double digits, stepping down from the carriage.

Even as they were lost in their shock at the madam's behaviour, they could still recognize that the boy in front of them would be a heartbreaker when he grew up. With raven black hair falling just above his eyes, his blue eyes sparkled like cut sapphire, dazzling the few female servants that were standing there.

With a face that only contained the slightest bit of baby fat that rounded said cheeks, the boy appeared harmless and cherubic.

When the boy smiled, they almost felt like there was a blossoming of flowers appearing behind him.

The madam likely felt the same way, with the way her smile quirked ever so slightly.

They still couldn't get used to the sight of the madam smiling so widely. In all the years that they'd been here, they could count on a single hand that they'd seen the madam smile so happily.

This wasn't the faint smile or smile of contempt that she sometimes showed, but a full on, genuine smile!

"Prepare for a guest," Blanche directed at the servants, who replied her with a chorus of 'yes madam', hurriedly going off to work… and gossip, most likely.

Blanche let out a 'hmph' but didn't fault them for it. After all, even she herself was shocked at her behaviour, let alone the servants.

Blanche walked slowly to the entrance of her home, making sure not to walk too quickly so that Alec could keep step.

Blanche's home was a mansion that stretched for quite a distance. It was even larger than the building that Alec lived in back on the clan compounds. It was reminiscent to the types of buildings that he'd seen in his previous life – something that the nobles preferred.

It seemed like rich people in both worlds had similar tastes.

The Rothschild Family Mansion gave off a different feeling under the sun's rays. At a glance, it appeared as if the mansion was drabbed in grey and whites, but where the sun hit the walls, one could see that there was a red pigment that shone under the sunlight.

The mansion gave off a feeling of lowkey grandeur. It wasn't bright or in-your-face, but rather something tasteful and classy.

Blanche shrugged off her coat, handing it to the servant by the side, taking off her hat as well.

Alec looked around subtly for anyone suspicious but didn't expect to get any results anytime soon.

"Mother, you're home," came a voice from up the staircase.

Chapter end

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