Owen sighed as Juliet took the map, he hated the measly piece of paper. He was a traditional sort of man, believing that a mansion such as this should be shown off with grand tours, sharing its historical prowess. A map cheapened the place, in his eyes. However he held his tongue, he was outvoted by his brothers, three to one, and so the map stayed. "Breakfast is served at 7 every morning and dinner at 5, there will be an assortments of food throughout the day accompanied with our specialty rose tea," Owen continued to explain.<br/>Edmund groaned as his brother spoke, repeating the same information he shares with every guest, reminding him why he never shows up to a welcoming.<br/>As he finished speaking, Owen noticed his brothers smiles and blushes, turning back to Juliet he too was captivated by her angelic features. He cleared his throat; "We shall leave you to get acquainted, Miss Hayward." Ushering his brothers from the room and directing them to his study.