The sun hung up at the sky. Faint breeze rustling the tree leaves.
Then a carriage rolled to a stop at the front of an estate.
Two figures descended from the it and stood there for a moment.
"How are you feeling, returning to this place again, not as a mere slave, but as its next heir?" Selene asked with a mild curiosity.
Alaric just shook his head, "Nothing different, same as before."
She nodded, her lip curling to a sly smirk then they made their way inside through the iron gates that the guards opened for them.
As they passed through the corridors, maids bowed respectfully toward Selene, though their eyes lingered on Alaric with mild curiosity.
As if thinking...
Who is this handsome stranger with their lady?
Then after few moments they reached an oak door and then entered inside the room.
There a man sat slouched on the sofa, eyes closed as a maid worked at his shoulders with practiced hands.
