Chapter 21: Lady Evangeline
"Uh...yes! That's me!" The men all stared greedily at her, their fades suddenly melted into guilty mugs.
"Where did your kidnapper take wewe Miss?"
"Uhhh......." She had to think of something fast, they would know she was a fraud. "I'd rather not say, it's much to sad." An elderly woman hobbled to the open bar and caught Charlotte's attention. "Lady Evangeline! You've returned!" She grabbed her hand in her old and winkled ones. "We must tell your mother!" The bar tender was already on the case. The first man stood from his kinyesi and waved his arms in the air. "Alert the media! Lady Evangeline has returned!"
"See that? They found Evangeline Deluth and we Lost charlotte Wintercrest." alisema Winry as she stared up at the televisheni in Mustang's office; kicked back in her chair. Edward sat mbele in his chair and asked: "Who's that?" Roy searched through his large filing cabinet and cracked open a dusty folder labeled : "Evangeline Jayde Deluth- MISSING" With a picture attached with a paperclip.
"Evangeline Jayde Deluth; heiress to the Deluth Suites and Deluth family fortune. Reported missing on May 7 of this year. " Roy looked up from his dawati to find everybody staring back at him, hanging on his every word.
"Only child of Rosemary Alice Waterson and Theron jay Deluth, described of having light blue eyes and straight light brown hair, standing about five feet four inches and weighing one hundred and five pounds. She is never seen without her daisy hairclip, being a family heirloom. She is alisema to only where white dresses, representing innocence and youth." Mason nearly leapt from his seat, knocking his kiti, kiti cha over in the process. "I've heard of her before! She was kidnapped and held for ransom, she was thought to be dead." Edward rose from his chair and turned the volume the televisheni up.
"......Reportedly found early this morning in Rush Valley, Evangeline Deluth; dressed in a red kanzu, koti and her trademark daisy clip. She has been taken to her nyumbani outside of Drachma." Edward switched off the tv.
"That's where we need to go, something isn't sitting right with me."
A large hotel stood before her, a woman with dark hair and a dark blue dress rushed toward her with tears streaming from her eyes.
"Evangeline! I misses wewe so much!" charlotte was put into the mother of all kubeba hugs as the woman's tears moistened her newly dyed hair.
"Come now, wewe must get ready." Her "mother" draped her arm around her, Charlotte, missing the upendo of a mother, almost burst into tears.
"For what?" The hotel was immense, for lack of a better word. A large chandelier hung from the lobby, a marble grand staircase encasing it. To the left was a lounging area, the right was a bar, and directly behind the staircase was a ballroom.
"Hurry and freshen up for your welcoming nyumbani dinner, the whole town is invited." charlotte nodded and started up the stairs, turning to her newly found mother with curious eyes. "Mama? Where is my room? I must have forgotten."
The woman at the foot of the stairs pointed upward.
"Up the stairs, through the large door to right, Oh!" She picked up the hem of her dress and hurried up the stairs to meet her. "You need this." She was handed a silver key with the name "Evangeline" engraved into it. "It's locked"
charlotte smiled sweetly and continued up the stairs, passing rooms, a hotel. It consisted of seven floors, all packed with hotel rooms. She slid the key into the keyhole, watching the fancy door click open to reveal an entire nyumbani within. She turned to the right, finding the door saying "E.J.D." She unlocked that also and found a completely dark room, it's walls painted a deep blue with white curtains. Around the room were plenty of torso mannequins, all dressed in pure white evening gowns. The vanity was white, like the sheets on her kitanda and the canopy and draping around the dhahabu kitanda posts. Charlotte stared at her unrecognizable reflection in the mirror, funding a framed picture of the girl she was pretending to be. She resembled her to a "T", fitting the description perfectly. Charlotte turned back to the dresses, selecting one and laying it in her bed, jumping into the kuoga quickly.
"Uh...yes! That's me!" The men all stared greedily at her, their fades suddenly melted into guilty mugs.
"Where did your kidnapper take wewe Miss?"
"Uhhh......." She had to think of something fast, they would know she was a fraud. "I'd rather not say, it's much to sad." An elderly woman hobbled to the open bar and caught Charlotte's attention. "Lady Evangeline! You've returned!" She grabbed her hand in her old and winkled ones. "We must tell your mother!" The bar tender was already on the case. The first man stood from his kinyesi and waved his arms in the air. "Alert the media! Lady Evangeline has returned!"
"See that? They found Evangeline Deluth and we Lost charlotte Wintercrest." alisema Winry as she stared up at the televisheni in Mustang's office; kicked back in her chair. Edward sat mbele in his chair and asked: "Who's that?" Roy searched through his large filing cabinet and cracked open a dusty folder labeled : "Evangeline Jayde Deluth- MISSING" With a picture attached with a paperclip.
"Evangeline Jayde Deluth; heiress to the Deluth Suites and Deluth family fortune. Reported missing on May 7 of this year. " Roy looked up from his dawati to find everybody staring back at him, hanging on his every word.
"Only child of Rosemary Alice Waterson and Theron jay Deluth, described of having light blue eyes and straight light brown hair, standing about five feet four inches and weighing one hundred and five pounds. She is never seen without her daisy hairclip, being a family heirloom. She is alisema to only where white dresses, representing innocence and youth." Mason nearly leapt from his seat, knocking his kiti, kiti cha over in the process. "I've heard of her before! She was kidnapped and held for ransom, she was thought to be dead." Edward rose from his chair and turned the volume the televisheni up.
"......Reportedly found early this morning in Rush Valley, Evangeline Deluth; dressed in a red kanzu, koti and her trademark daisy clip. She has been taken to her nyumbani outside of Drachma." Edward switched off the tv.
"That's where we need to go, something isn't sitting right with me."
A large hotel stood before her, a woman with dark hair and a dark blue dress rushed toward her with tears streaming from her eyes.
"Evangeline! I misses wewe so much!" charlotte was put into the mother of all kubeba hugs as the woman's tears moistened her newly dyed hair.
"Come now, wewe must get ready." Her "mother" draped her arm around her, Charlotte, missing the upendo of a mother, almost burst into tears.
"For what?" The hotel was immense, for lack of a better word. A large chandelier hung from the lobby, a marble grand staircase encasing it. To the left was a lounging area, the right was a bar, and directly behind the staircase was a ballroom.
"Hurry and freshen up for your welcoming nyumbani dinner, the whole town is invited." charlotte nodded and started up the stairs, turning to her newly found mother with curious eyes. "Mama? Where is my room? I must have forgotten."
The woman at the foot of the stairs pointed upward.
"Up the stairs, through the large door to right, Oh!" She picked up the hem of her dress and hurried up the stairs to meet her. "You need this." She was handed a silver key with the name "Evangeline" engraved into it. "It's locked"
charlotte smiled sweetly and continued up the stairs, passing rooms, a hotel. It consisted of seven floors, all packed with hotel rooms. She slid the key into the keyhole, watching the fancy door click open to reveal an entire nyumbani within. She turned to the right, finding the door saying "E.J.D." She unlocked that also and found a completely dark room, it's walls painted a deep blue with white curtains. Around the room were plenty of torso mannequins, all dressed in pure white evening gowns. The vanity was white, like the sheets on her kitanda and the canopy and draping around the dhahabu kitanda posts. Charlotte stared at her unrecognizable reflection in the mirror, funding a framed picture of the girl she was pretending to be. She resembled her to a "T", fitting the description perfectly. Charlotte turned back to the dresses, selecting one and laying it in her bed, jumping into the kuoga quickly.
