"Mr. Charles, what do you think of this dress? Does it look good on me?" Margaret's delicate voice sounded out. With a joyful smile on her face, she held up a sky-blue long dress against herself and posed before Charles.0

Despite not getting any reply from Charles, she draped the down over her arm and turned to head to the bedroom.0

"I'll take it that silence means agreement. I do agree that this gown will match my shoes," Margaret commented.0

Soon enough, she emerged from the bedroom, now dressed in the sky-blue gown. She made a graceful twirl before Charles. Then, she reached for a set of pristine men's clothing laid out nearby.0

"Mr. Charles, you must be tired from being cooped out in this place. Let's go out for a walk. Perhaps it would aid your recovery."3

Just as Margaret removed Charles' outer coat, her ears picked up the faint sound of chaotic footsteps from outside the house.0

Hmm? What's with the noise? Did...1