Chapter Seven
Before Mia had chance to respond, the unmistakeable sound of a piece of fine silver cutlery being tapped against a glass rang out. “Ladies and gentlemen!” an unseen man called. The din of voices quietened a little. “Ladies and gentlemen!” the man called again, only louder. This time, everyone fell silent. “Thank you. Please do go through to the main hall and take your seats. Dinner service will begin shortly.”
“Excellent,” Alex said, rubbing his hands together. “They always put on a brilliant spread at dos like this.”
“Mia?” Elias said. “Would you like to join us at our table?”
“Oh… but aren’t the places allocated?”
Elias nodded. “They are. But by some stroke of serendipity, someone who was supposed to be at our table had to cancel at the last minute. So there is a spare
