Tyler left the others in the big hall, or whatever it was supposed to be, and went out. He crossed the long way from the crowded hallways to another part of the manor, which he was hoping would be, perhaps not empty, but at least more silent.
He made a few turns, then a few more and ended up in a more secluded area, which was like an extension to the main room, facing one of the balconies. Or a parlor, he had no idea what all those rooms were called for. Whatever it was, here was definitely quieter.
And although the music was still coming from somewhere inside, it was empty.
The manor Ryker lived in was huge, though.
High ceilings, richly decorated furniture, you name it.
Tyler sat in the nearest soft sofa and looked up at the ceiling, sinking in the soft cushions. His eyes trav
