Trying not to look surprised as your butler, or one of them, I have no idea, takes our bags and carries them out of sight. Sure that he's taking them to our rooms, or just to yours, I stay with you and eagerly walk with you as you show me the inside of the house.<br/><br/>More like a big open plan mansion, and worth a million at least, if not more, I gasp in awe at the size of the foyer, then the beautifully crafted wood staircase, then the kitchen.<br/>The dining room is next , and the hall that could fit 50 people at least.<br/><br/>I gape at the size of the library, stocked with enough books to satisfy any booklover for the rest of their natural life. The social room is just that, and the living room. The gym has equipment that any gym would, to keep the owners, whoever they may be, fit and healthy.<br/><br/>I shudder at the thought of ever being in the dungeons of the castle,and hope that I never see the inside of them. She cant wait to set up the art supplies and use the home gym, and looks out the windows at the beautifully made garden. She could have many a picnic or relaxed walk thorugh those gardens.<br/><br/>Curiouser about this house and the castle, but not to the point of going into the dungeons, i  hold onto your hand and arm as you walk me upstairs to your bedroom, where a selection of food and some champagne have been set up for our arrival.<br/><br/>"Oh, someone knew we were coming", I say and wait until your seated before sitting down and asking you what you would like to try out first.