Moonlit Conversations
Coming back downstairs Julian D'Aurelius strode back into the dining room with the familiar carefree smile glued to his face as though nothing had ever happened upstairs.
The warm, intoxicating scent of freshly made food wafted through the air. Dishes had been laid out on the table and everyone was silently taking their seat.
But Liza Voss and Lina Ashford wore distinctly strange expressions on their faces as they regarded him. As Gold Realm Experts, their senses were leagues beyond anyone normal peoples'. None of the events which had taken place upstairs had escaped them.
Every word that was uttered; every exchange which took place.
They had even heard the noises which had been occurring in Felberta Ashbourne's room perfectly clearly.
