The new cottage for the Dravenmoors was finished just in time. The timbers from Blackthorn Forest were straight, thick, and already cut with ready-made grooves, making the work faster than expected.
It was a modest but solid house with three rooms—one for Lord Savannah, one for the boys, and one for the twins. A small living room sat at its center, with a kitchen that opened to a porch.
Outside, a separate bathhouse and privy stood beneath the shade of an old oak. The porch faced the hills, perfect for moon-watching or storytelling at night.
It was Lord Savannah's first visit to Greystone—and his first journey beyond Blackthorn since the curse had weakened his body. Shannon and Tristan wanted his stay, no matter how short, to be as comfortable as possible.
True enough, the entourage was large, but they brought far more than luggage.
