enter the cottage

The Chauffeur went to knock at the door of the cottage, a small voice and frightened voice asked “who is it?”
“Flavia it’s Bruce I’ve come with Miss Doecan you let us in” there was some muttering heard on the other end. Flavia opened a small peep window from the inside of the door and told us “Dominus Scott said to leave the woman at the door with her belongings and be on your way”.
“Right” muttered Wayne the chaffoeur he kept muttering something quitley about Master Scott acting very weird these past few days they only give us a list of supplies they want for the following day when we bring it in the morning we are told to leave them at the door and pick up the garbage then we are on our way. The sun was setting I could tell Bruce was in a hurry
“anyway I better leave before darkness its getting late don’t want to be caught in the middle of a blizzard in the darkness”. He was of on the scooter and I was left alone with 4-5bags infront of a locked cottage door. After a couple minutes had gone by I was let inside by Flavia the Cottage was so warm the warmth hit me like a blow the warmth was like a soaky foggy midst. Flavia returned to get my bags it was not until then that I noticed that she was wearing a French Maid uniform.
“Please do come in” I heard a commanding voice gesturing from the centre of the living room I walked a couple of more steps and saw Scott sitting in a thrown like armchair behaving as the head of a smaller nation.
“Well Hell your Majesty” I smirked saracastically while smirking at Scott.
“Its been too long Bambi” Scott said getting up from his chair and embraced me Bambi was a nickname I had gotten when I first learned how to sky with the Mayburries since they thought I looked like Bambi on Ice even though I was an expert skier now the nickname like nicknames usually do had stuck with me.
“Where should I put her bags dominus Scott” the maid Flavia enquires
“You can leave them in the living room we will accommodate Bambi later I believe you need to finish the previous engagement that you got interrupted in” Scott replies stearnly
“Yes Dominus” the petite Flavia answers while putting away the bags as quickly as she can she later hurries into one of the other chambers of the cottage.
“Dominus?” I enquire and give Scott I perplexed look
“Yes me, my cousins and my fraterinity mates are having a bit of Roman theme going here this week Bambi” he answers back feeling as proud as ever. I looked around the cottage was nice very well built and well insulated with little of the warm escaping the outside, I heard some stifled grunts and moans come from the room where Flavia had gone as I listened to try to distinguish the moans more I was interrupted by two majestic figures walking in through the doors it was the two sisters Bianka and Rosa.