emn quiet, as if every wall held a secret. Lily stood in the center of the great hall, her gaze drifting over the imm
of the ancient wood beneath her fingers. This manor wasn't just a ho
rter, the manor's housekeeper, stood a few
help y
She wasn't sure
ke to... see
nodded
llow
arble floor. Doors opened into richly decorated sitting rooms, libraries with shelves filled with leather-
front of a glass d
winter
ht of the afternoon, illuminating a jungle of lush plants. Wicker armchairs were arranged aroun
ands. As soon as she caught sight of Lily, she put her cu
the famous h
soft, but hi
ffened s
you
gave an am
chmont. Your
rying to hide
to me
raised an
eal
. Isabelle tapped
d a surprise guest in the family. Y
isible tension b
come to cre
ed, with an enigmatic smi
truth was, she didn'
under
er for a moment, the
I
nchalant elegance an
everything is earned. Nothing is given, a
is shoulder, an almost affectionate
e. But courage is
ly alone in the conservatory, wi
d continued h
soft light bathed the faces of the Richmont ancestors. She stopped in front of one of
s your
jum
simple black dress. Her gray hair was pulled
you kn
life, she replied, coming
in this woman's voice. A fam
Lily murmured as she
replied. She was strong, intell
urned
ch for t
ated, then low
ld be care
ntion
around, as if afrai
here. Things no one
shiver run d
kind of
tsteps in the hallway silenced her. She stepped
iss. Some truth
aving her alone in front
a long moment, her
thing wa
y she felt that this mansion hid m