The airplane landed in Berlin on the same day Vancouver was being battered by a violent rainstorm.
Magnus did not truly realize Elara was gone until three days later.
At two in the afternoon, inside the living room of the Rowe family estate, Mrs. Rowe gracefully set down the gilded teacup in her hand and spoke to her son, who had just woken from a hangover.
"Magnus, the daughter of the Blackwood family is quite remarkable. She studied abroad and knows how to behave appropriately. The Haworth family's daughter is also nice. She's lively and can keep you entertained." She pushed over a stack of photographs.
Every woman in them matched Magnus' usual preferences, beautiful, bold, glamorous, and carrying a trace of worldly charm.
Magnus rubbed his temples and waved his hand impatiently. "M
