CLOUDLET

ter three years you can pack up your luggage and go home with your cloudy real estate in your pocket. We divorce amicably, then the grandfather’s great-grandson can get all the other heritage and the father that I chose for him.

ENYO: As you have a candidate in mind, I can pack up now. It is not worth poisoning each other’s life for three years over a house. I do not want to disturb your choice. I regret if I sounded like that last night.

DESPINA: No, no and no! You already agreed to marry me. On top of it you promised to repair my carriage. You are not going to back out, are you?

ENYO: I can repair your carriage just like that, I don’t need to marry you for it.

DESPINA: Your requested my help.

ENYO: Yeah, someone shall sew a new top. This one is completely shredded. Probably the roof is leaking and it has been wet all the time.

DESPINA: So we can be mutually beneficial - you may start managing the estate from the repair of the stables’ roof, and I will focus on the carriage top. By the way, do you have a formal suit?

ENYO: You want me to fix the roof in a formal suit?

DESPINA: Not in the slightest. Please give it to Horace. He was personally responsible for my grandfather’s wardrobe and will prepare the suit for tomorrow. The taxi is ordered for a quarter to twelve, signing the marriage documents is exactly at noon, dinner is at one. I'm going to discuss the menu with Hortensia. Do you have any preferences?

ENYO: I begin to see your kinship with Sir Alex. Since you were kind enough to ask me - if the cake is chocolate one, I would like an additional tier for me personally.

DESPINA: But you play fair – we are tossing a coin who gets the bottom and who get the top!

ENYO: It will be fair only if you make sure there is the same amount of butter cream on both tiers. The cherries I will count myself. I love sweets.

DESPINA: I begin to see the reasons for Sir Alex’s choice. Had he ever mentioned to you about ... It does not matter!

ENYO: Wait! May I decide whether it matters or not?

DESPINA: You are probably aware that every castle has its own ghost. This one is no exception. (stops and waits for the effect of her words)

ENYO: Please do tell me, go on!

DESPINA: The local ghost is a bit odd.

ENYO: Oh, the others have classics? So what is your ghost’s oddity? The chains do not rattle in the right tonality? The shroud is not trimmed with the family tartan?

DESPINA: You do not take my words seriously!

ENYO: On the contrary; I do not doubt them at all! Just trying to guess the worst details to figure out if I have to run immediately or after the afternoon tea. I am listening to you.

DESPINA: Rumor has it that the ghost is a fine connoisseur of dance. Every year the castle hosts a grand ball to which traditionally all the neighbors are invited. Lore is that a great misfortune will befall the district if the ball is