𝑫𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑬𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔 ☆ The Glorious Series ｟ BOOK 2 ｠

The Snowmen [Part 2]

Inside, Rose & Crown, Clara's room, Morning...

Clara's eyes fluttered open on Christmas Eve morning with the sunlight streaming in through the open window, making her smile.

"Knock knock." A familiar voice came from the other side of the door.

"Come in." Clara called as she sat up.

The door opened, Lucas stepping in before setting a steaming cup of tea on the table by the door.

"For you." He said before walking back to the door. He glanced back at her, pausing in the doorframe. "Be down in fifteen minutes?" He questioned.

"Yes." She nodded in confirmation. "And thank you."

"You're welcome." He gave her a small smile before closing the door, leaving Clara alone.

Clara sighed contently, thankful she had such a good friend like Lucas. She then swung her legs over the side of the bed before walking and picking up the cup of tea Lucas had brought her.

She inhaled the scent of honey in her tea as she lifted the cup to her lips, all the while eyeing the bag she had sitting on a chair by the end of her bed.

Outside, Rose & Crown...

Clara and Lucas walked out of the door, bags in their hands.

The duo looked around, seeing no snowman.

"Well, would you look at that." Lucas stated, an amused smile on his face.

"Must've thawed in the night." Clara mused.

The innkeeper of the Rose and Crown, Bob Chilcott, now stood in the doorway.

"I'm begging you, Lucas, Clara, I'm on my knees." He said.

"Elsie and George are back this afternoon - we were only helping out." Clara told him.

"Yeah." Lucas agreed, giving his bag a pat. "And besides, we've got our own work to get back to."

"What work?" Bob questioned. "Why won't you two ever tell us?"

"You'd never believe us." Clara smiled, blowing a kiss before she and Lucas walked away.

Inside, Carriage...

"Alright, you know what to do." Lucas said as he and Clara pulled down the shades. "I don't look at you. You don't look at me."

"Of course." Clara smirked, opening her bag and pulling out a gown before letting down her hair.

Lucas opened his bag, his black top hat immediately coming into view, making him smile.

Outside, Latimer house, Front...

The carriage pulled up in front of the house, Lucas stepping out of it soon after before extending a hand to help Clara out like a proper gentleman should. The duo now wore outfits befitting people of a higher station.

"Alice, how smart you look today." Clara, now using a posh accent, greeted the maid waiting at the front door.

"The governess should enter by the back door, unless accompanied by the children." Alice told her.

"Oh, and what am I?" Lucas asked, also using a posh accent as he set his bag on the ground beside himself.

"Their wonderful tutor who they won't stop talking about." She told him, a slight smile on her face.

All three of couldn't help but share a laugh.

"How are the children?" Clara questioned. "Excited about tomorrow?"