Allow me to take your…” the servant looked her up and down “jacket?”
Candice took her two-size larger jacket off and then looked down at her muddy boots.
She’d gone riding exactly the way she'd planned, trying to clear her mind.
Candice hadn't had much success in whatever way she'd tried to put her thoughts in order.
And she hadn't had to take so long and completely lose track of time.
She was now coming to the meeting they were supposed to be having. At least she wasn't late.
Yet.
Ryker’s manor was the same huge castle-like place, similar to the one Eadan lived in.
But it somehow felt even more intimidating.
The servants- for sure, were, if she had to compare them to the ones serving in Eagan’s house.
The butler took her coat and he made a face he didn't try to conceal when
