Violet
After a bit of digging and asking around, added with searching for Nessa's presence, brought me to her family house.
It was a small manor nestled in one of the quieter districts of the capital, set back from the main road. The building itself was elegant with pale stone walls covered in climbing ivy, tall windows and two more upper floors.
A courtyard stretched before the entrance, paved with smooth stones and dotted with potted plants and small flowering shrubs. A fountain stood at its centre, smaller than the one in the castle but just as lovely, water trickling softly into a stone basin.
I hesitated. It felt strange, showing up at Nessa's home unannounced.
Before I could talk myself out of it, a servant in the courtyard approached me. An older woman with greying hair and a startled expression.
"My Lady," she said, her eyes widening as she took me in. "Can I help you?"
"I'm looking for Nessa," I said. "Nessa Mills. Is she home?"
