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Kieran walked through the door of the estate. He suddenly stopped, when he heard the sound of music playing through the house. Maddison, Amelia’s Nanny was standing outside of the door to the music room, as was the Ross butler, Anderson. The middle aged man looked out of place near the scarlet haired youth, but both looked entranced by the pretty music flowing through the house. “What’s going on?” Keiran asked as he approached. “Miss Lockhart, is playing the Cello, so soon after her injury too. It’s beautiful all the same, don’t you think?” Keiran looked past them to see her. The sight nearly took his breath away. She wasn’t wearing a shred of makeup, her appearance was casual, her hair still looked a little damp in some spots. Her long eyelashes nearly touched, as she looked down, and