The Volkov Estate had changed.
Sunlight now spilled freely through cream-colored curtains, replacing the shadows that had once filled every corner.
Fresh flowers brightened the rooms.
Laughter echoed through the halls.
Even the servants seemed lighter on their feet.
From the second-floor balcony, Marionette quietly watched the bustle below.
Decorators were putting the finishing touches on the last few rooms while Davina enthusiastically directed everyone.
Marionette couldn't help smiling.
It looked...
Warmer.
Satisfied that everything was finally falling into place, she turned away from the balcony rail.
The breeze brushed gently across her face, stirring a few loose strands of hair.
For the first time all day, she found herself alone.
She reached into her pocket and took out
