A servant in a black dress and a dazzling white apron stopped me in the hallway and led me into a gigantic dining room.
“This is where you have to eat your meals, miss,” indicated the employee with the blond hair and the dog collar. “By order of Mr Swan,” she added after a brief hesitation.
A cold smile immediately appeared on my lips.
“Do we have a choice?” I said sharply.
In response, the servant gave me a miserable look before hurrying back to her post.
I looked around at the individuals present and counted around twenty familiar faces.
I immediately walked towards them.
Erwan’s nostrils quivered and he lifted his head to look for me. When he finally spotted me, a long smile stretched his mouth.
I stepped forward, suddenly in a hurry to meet them. Koran was less enthusiastic tha
