The Krum Mansion

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Elijah jumped down off of the carriage that was rumbling past the mansion and landed easily on the floor. He was well dressed for once in his life and he had caught the sun from some weeks spent in Paris. His sketchbook was full and he had purchaced a new on as well as some canvas and oil paints.

Elijah yawned and walked up to the house. As he neared the doors were thrown open and he was bombarded by a woman in her late fifties. She showered kisses all over his face and he chuckled, breaking away from her tight embrace.

"Oh Eli how I have missed you!" she exclaimed, looking him up and down. "My, look how you have grown."
Eli smiled. "Of course Aunt Beru. He smiled." she was an elderly maid and he always called her aunt, despite not needing to. "I'm going to go to my room I think."
"You may have company yet, Eli and we have cleaned it. It looks beautiful!"

Elijah chuckled and allowed himself to be lead inside by the Bulgarian woman. It was easier to bend to their will than the other way around. Bulgarian women were stubborn.