Duke Greyfur walked through the doors of his manor and into the lusciously decorated blue entryway he had chosen himself when King Wallace had first elevated him to a noble. The walls of the room were inlaid with luminous blue hued pearls and the floors were covered in carpets in various shades of the same color. The color had always calmed him. Today was no exception, though it was perhaps slightly less calming than usual. Theo still had a great deal on his mind.
“My jewel,” he called out as he passed through the entryway into the sitting room. The sitting room was grand, made of dark wood, but it was also cozy and had tapestries that Isadorna had woven herself decorating the walls.
No one answered him, so he meandered through the rooms looking for his family. The kitchen was empty sav
