Anna is shown to her room.

The entrance room of the mansion was a large room with an ornate staircase to the upper floors and four doorway to different sections of the building. The theme was a dark burgundy with a silver trim and large paintings of what Anna assumed were Percival's relatives hung from the walls. In prime place over the stairway was a painting of a stern looking older man.

"Anna I shan't waste time, Hans please lead Anna to her room and show her her new clothes. I shall get ready myself."

Hans the butler nodded curtly, "Right this way Miss Anna."

They headed upstairs with Percival taking a left and Anna being led by Hans to the right. Walking down the corridor Hans showed Anna to her room. It was enormous, twice what she was used to and with a large floor length mirror and king sized poster bed. A rug of a strange catlike beast lay along the the floor and there was a dressing table and wardrobe also completing the set of bedroom furnishings.

"You'll find a choice of dresses in the wardrobe."

"Thank you Hans this is... wow." He nodded politely and went to leave, "Ah, Hans, could I ask a question?"

"Of course."

"Does Percival do this a lot? With girls from the street I mean."

Hans gave her a knowing look before, choosing his words carefully, he said, "He often has women round yes. Women from the streets of Deepcleft, never. You're special, he seems rather fixated on you."

"I see, thank you for your sincerity Hans."

"Let me know if you need something." He gestured to a silver bell in the corner. With a smile and a flick of his tails coat Hans left the room leaving Anna in a sudden silence.

Sitting on the edge of the bed she steadied her nerves. This was moving fast. What did Percival want from her? Her mind drifted back to his kiss and wandering hands. Well whatever he wanted she needed to be dressed for the occasion.

Walking around the room Anna inspected her surroundings. An inner door opened into the bathroom which made her gasp. The room was big and seemed even more fancy than the rest of the building. There was a bathtub, another ornate mirror and a toilet with a flushing mechanism. She wondered if there was even hot water on demand from one of those taps in the bathtub.

Trying the tap Anna discovered that yes there was hot water from somewhere, perhaps some magic enchantment. Figuring she probably stank like a barmaid she quickly stripped and cleaned herself with the water from the tap. She looked forward to having a proper bath later.

Clean, Anna walked into the room to inspect the wardrobe. It had three different dresses of different styles. All seemed to fit Anna perfectly and all were similar fits, long and hugged Anna's curves to emphasise her large breasts and ass. She chose the green dress. Then she combed her hair and slid in a pair of matching heels. She caught a look of herself in the mirror. Was that really her? She looked, transformed, and only by well fitting clothes. Taking a breath she figured the night was late enough to not warrant waiting any longer. She headed downstairs to meet Percival.