Viggo
‘Wow,’ I smile as Arwen looks up at the packhouse. ‘This place is beautiful.’
“Yeah. It’s something.”
This whole place is something else. Mom grew up in the wilderness, so Dad ensured this place resembled that. There’s a forest full of trees and wildlife, gardens filled with flowers, and a lake that spans miles, all for my mother.
The packhouse is four stories high from the basement to the top. The outside of the building looks like a British mansion, all because Mom saw one on TV when she was a kid and wanted one like it. The inside is just the same. There’s even a massive library because Mom saw one in a cartoon movie and liked it. Then there’s the screening room, the swimming pool, and so much more.
Arwen has never seen anything like this, and I hope she likes the house once
