Patchouli was pleasantly surprised by the manor's exterior, but did the interior match the exterior? After all, if that was always the case, Lady Remilia would look. . . quite different. She couldn't make this home her's without checking out the interior, and hopefully it was as great as the outside. And it had a library. 

Patchouli used what strength she had to open up the large door, and slide inside of the Manor. The typical things you'd expect would be there. A large clock, beautiful furniture, a person hiding under a tablecloth, a staircase, and what appeared to be a cabinet with a tea set inside of it. The room was covered in dust, but that shouldn't be much of a problem for her. So far, the house was living up to her expectations, but it was possible that the entrance parlor was just a front. 

She would have gone up the stairs in search of a library, but then she noticed the person the tablecloth was still breathing. It was odd to find someone who would be willing to stand in the middle of an abandoned manor with a tablecloth over them, but Patchouli did know people who had hobbies much more odd than this.

On second thought, it could be the owner of the manor? Maybe it would be best to strike up some kind of conversation about the person under the sheet. 

". . . May I ask why you're under a sheet? "