Linda Roden had been packing......To where? The question echoed all around her mind and looking at Tristan, she knew he would be of no help either. Pushing past him, she padded into the room softly. It was similarly covered in dust but the room was just as elegant as the parlour had been. In a cold way. A king size bed stood at the farthest corner to the door, wrapped in snow white sheets with so many pillows strewn on it. Beside it stood a wide mirror with a vanity full of so much makeup and perfumes. The black tiled floor sported a massive, fluffy rug that had her feet sinking when she stepped on it. Marching forward to the adjoined door in the room, Danica found herself in the entrance of a walk-in closet. Gingerly, she stepped in and was almost immediately halted in her tracks. The ro
