Frieda and Felix arrived at the pack house. As they walked to the entrance, their eyes gazed up at the large building. It was three storeys high with large windows and oak frames. Ivy had wound itself around the door and was making its way up to the windows on the front. Archibald walked down the steps towards them, his hands positioned perfectly behind his back.
“You must be Miss Sinclair’s friends.” He asked them presumptuously. They both had slightly startled looks as he addressed them. “Forgive me, Lauressa had given me your descriptions. Please, follow me and I will take you to the guest suite.”
He turned, gesturing them to follow him as they entered the house. Freida remained in awe as they made their way along the foyer and up the staircase. The embellishment of red and gold that
