<strong>Breakfast</strong><br/><br/>The food indeed as one would expect was delicious, it had been likely prepared long before the guests arose and now as they started to gather one could only assume that the staff were already dealing with the bedrooms.  Of course the staff were well aware of the little trysts that were happening and some of the more attractive of the staff, whatever their gender were somewhat tired after the nights events.  Still they were likely well paid or at least accommodated for their efforts.<br/><br/>The young Inspector arrived downstairs looking a little bleary eyed, the doctor caught the scent of absinth on his breath and the scent of opium clung to his clothes. The man ran his hand through his dark hair, Charlotte and he exchanged glances and then he looked to the doctor and made small talk whilst Charlotte did the same with Major Harington.<br/><br/><br/>“So how are you at riding then,” Johnny asked the doctor, he obviously wanted to chuckle at the comment but kept his composure. “I am afraid I am rather a novice at the whole matter.”<br/><br/>Charlotte suggested she liked a good sturdy stallion, and then turned to the major, knowing that he had a sense of humour. It was noted in some of the conversations that the lady of the house was not at breakfast. However not to much was made of it after all she was the host.<br/><br/>Lydia was shown to her place and found herself close to those speaking of the kind of horses they liked to ride.  It was then she caught a glimpse of a child at the door, likely one of the former Lord’s children and nephew to Lord Robert. She felt a chill down her spine remembering the words in her dream.<br/>