*Everly*
I wander through the corridors and rooms. Tristan could not possibly have meant that he intends to give me this residence. He must have meant that he would purchase a smaller one, maybe even a cottage somewhere. This place has been built to accommodate a large family … a pack, someone who entertains often. There are salons with crystal chandeliers, and I imagine the light from the candles flickering over dancers. The library contains numerous sitting areas and walls of books. Chairs and draperies are dark burgundy or hunter green. Everything is exquisite.
No, he could not possibly intend to give me this place.
What truly fascinates me is that every room contains a globe, or a picture of one. I stroll to the window of a small sitting room and gaze out on the luxurious gardens. I
