Primrose hated being at a loose end. She never was back in Britain her days were packed from start to finish. She revealed there budget for the month made sure everything was going well in her father's absence, did training and spent time volunteering in the shipyards. She never had a moment of her own, and that was fine with her. It made her feel… It made her feel useful.
But in Sicily there was nothing to do. No, specifically, in the mansion there was nothing to do. She could only read for so long during the day before her eyes felt scratchy, and it was too cold in the morning to do anything in the garden.
A loud curse and shattering porcelain broke the lull of boredom she’d fallen into. She quickened her pace, weaving through the labyrinthine halls until she saw Kayan, standing in fr
