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</div><br/><span style="font-size: 22px">Liselotte A.F.E. Summerfield</span><br/><b>Zodiac Sign: </b>Zodiac Ram<br/><b>Time:</b>3pm local time, July 20th<br/><b>Location: </b>Summerfield Residence, Sochi, Russia<br/><b>Mood Song:</b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DnIxxdRaWoBs&amp;hash=3e7d41fd810be88246333906d7eab9e5" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nIxxdRaWoBs" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">The Kill - Thirty Seconds to Mars</a><br/><b>Wearing:</b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fcdn-img.prettylittlething.com%2F8%2F4%2Fb%2F6%2F84b64f6c0d94d53a2af48ebca624b4ef7bf5d737_clw6438_1.jpg&amp;hash=6b8d994277944ceb0969fe2ffc9ec645" href="https://cdn-img.prettylittlething.com/8/4/b/6/84b64f6c0d94d53a2af48ebca624b4ef7bf5d737_clw6438_1.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Dress</a><br/><b>Tagging: <br/>
Mentioning:</b><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>"Your coffee, Madam." A sharply dressed butler said as he approached a lone girl at one of the many small tables strewn throughout the estate's garden. "And a letter. Shall I read it for you?" He added, setting down the silver platter he carried on the table, a white envelope left to the side of his mistress' coffee mug.<br/><br/>"If you would, Edward. My eyes could use a moment's rest." The woman replied, her voice tinged with the softest of Russian accents. She closed the book she was reading, the original text of Lolita, and waited patiently for the man to begin.<br/><br/>"'To Miss Liselotte Summerfield. Your attendance is requested at the home of all heroes. Should you need accommodations of any sort, we would be happy to arrange them. Signed, The Lady of The Island.'" Edward read off, looking over the letter to judge Liselotte's reaction.<br/><br/>A reaction never came though, at least not to her face. Lotte simply brought her cup to her lips, mulling over the letter's contents as she sipped her coffee. Edward knew better than to interrupt such a process; Lady Ekaterina often made the same gestures while thinking, and Lotte had adapted her mother's mannerisms for her own use.<br/><br/>"Edward," The heiress said suddenly. "Can you have Maria and Liza pack my suitcases? Then arrange for mother and father to meet me in the drawing room in twenty minutes. Please ensure my computer makes it into a separate bag." There was no hesitation in the requests, no wavering of tone. A true Summerfield; once she had made a decision, there would be no arguing her out of it. The butler merely replied with a quick "Very well Madam" before bowing and darting off to complete the list of tasks he had been assigned.<br/><br/>Once Edward was out of sight, Lotte wheeled herself away from the table, making sure to take the letter with her as her wheelchair backed up. She followed the path back to the main walkway, then into the large drawing room on the first floor. Her first instinct was to seek solace in the grand piano stationed in one corner, but there was little time to let her fingers dance across the ivory keys. No, she needed to marshal her thoughts quickly; her parents would only question and dissuade her if her arguments weren't sound from the beginning.<br/><br/>Fifteen minutes later, a somewhat rotund man entered the room alongside a woman who looked to be pulled straight from a modeling magazine. Of course, that was because the woman<i>had</i>once been a model before she married Thomas Summerfield. Pictures throughout the estate showed that he had been quite the looker himself, but the handsome man in the pictures had faded into what happened to all wealthy men in Russia. Behind them entered Edward and another butler, the former moving to stand just behind Lotte in the event she needed him for anything else.<br/><br/>"Father, Mother... I received this summons to Zodiac Island. I intend to answer it with my arrival."<br/><br/>"Лотте, ты должна уйти так рано?" The other woman asked, frowning her daughter.<br/><br/>"Yes Mother, I do. I happen to be an adult, despite not being able to stand on my own. And I don't believe that's ever been cause for me to stop doing as I desire. Why should it now?"<br/><br/>"Because-" The man started, but was immediately silenced by the young woman.<br/><br/>"Because you're afraid to let me experience the world by myself. Without the two of you." She replied bluntly. "And I won't technically be alone if you're so set on having someone watch me all the time. Edward can join me."<br/><br/>Following this statement, there was a hushed discussion between her parents, and finally, an answer. "Do as you must. But call us sometimes, so we know you are safe." Ekaterina said, her thick Russian accent making it almost difficult to understand her.<br/><br/>"конечно, мама." Lotte replied, her serious expression quickly softening into a bright smile.