Chapter 10
SolenneBoxon Hill
Marechal House - The Summer Solstice
Heavy pounding sounded at the front door.
Solenne stilled, the cup of tea paused inches from her mouth, and listened. Cook placed a comforting arm around the maid, who whimpered. Travers reached for the wooden bat and looked at the ceiling, like he could divine who was at the door. Aleksandar, Luis, and Godwin had left for the stone circle, the epicenter of the nexus, as soon as the sun neared the horizon.
They were alone in the house.
Tension crackled through the air.
The pounding continued.
Travers looked to Solenne, waiting for instruction.
“This is unprecedented,” she said. No one came to the house during an event. Solenne and the staff behind left alone had never been an issue. No one left their homes if given
