I wasn't in the mood of going to flemstead. But I had long wanted to know the path to the castle in the circuit. Dolche hadn't escaped the house in the night. She had stayed in the house all through. Had she perhaps parted with her lover and they were at logger heads? Was she reading the letter to commemorate their good times? Who knew? I wasn't sure how best to handle the situation and so I opted to act oblivious until I discovered who he was. Yet again it didn't feel like it was my business. The house was bristling with activity. All preparing for the Thanksgiving ball that would be on the next Saturday. I hadn't the energy to engage in another ball. Seeing how the events of the previous ended. Rumours kept piling that of the said revelation that would happen. I was beginning to scheme h

