CHAPTER ELEVEN
When they reached the estate, Sophia stood staring at the great house at its heart. It was huge and crenulated, halfway to being the kind of castle that had meant something, back before cannon had been able to bring down walls and shatter fortified gateways.
The estate looked as though it had found it out the hard way. The hills around it would have provided some protection, but even so, whole sections of it were ruined, one wing reduced to little more than rubble. There were scorch marks on the outside where fire had claimed portions of it, while the grounds were overgrown with brambles and long grass. Even so, she stared at it
“What is it?” Cora asked.
“It’s a long way to come for a wreck,” Emeline said.
Sophia shook her head. “I’ve seen this before. I know this place
