<br/>Entryway - Late morning<br/><br/>With the affairs of the morning meal settled, Terri moved to the entrance hall where she would begin the day's arduous load of dusting, sweeping, and otherwise maintaining the premises.  The quiet and the meticulousness of the work helped her to put aside the craziness of the morning so far.  Opulent feather duster in hand she poked her way from the lowest floor to the highest banisters.  The various pieces of art that had been placed in that grand hall each needed to be dusted, every tapestry, sculpture, and artifact.  Toward the afternoon she would be seen with a high ladder, moving along the walls of the hall to reach the upper door frames and tallest tapestries.<br/><br/>Her lips pursed in a soft hum of a local folk song as she worked.  Though it wasn't the most exciting work, this sort of peaceful feeling was valuable to her.  It was all for the mistress, so she didn't really mind being extra observant in her cleanings.