Jessamae nervously intertwines her fingers in her lap, her gaze fixated on the package that had been delivered to her front door. At least she has the comfort of her regular clothes again.
She'd changed into a simple pair of comfortably faded blue jeans, a white, shapeless T-shirt and some casual sneakers. She'd harboured the intention to spend the rest of the afternoon exploring the Chateau and its expansive grounds in its entirety. However, she only managed to explore the front gardens and two rooms on the first floor before Hanzo made a loud entrance on his motorcycle.
But, true to her cowardly nature, she sought refuge behind a menagerie of rose bushes as he stopped to converse with some visitors. He then proceeded into the house and secluded himself in his study. She hasn't had any
