"Thank you for coming, Sister Isabelle," Leonard bowed with gratitude.
A white witch usually avoided stepping into another's household at the fear of being killed be it a human or a vampire or a pureblooded vampires house, nothing was ever safe. A few years ago, like many other creatures, the white witches were used as laboratory rats to dissect and understand their composition which now was recorded in the books. With what he knew, Sister Isabelle never met anyone outside the church and she stuck inside unless she had to go alone somewhere. For her to come more than once on such short notice brought immense respect to the woman.
Sister Isabelle returned the bow and looked at Nicholas who stood quietly next to him with a smile.
"Good evening, Sister," the Lord of Bonelake greeted for the woman to give a nod.
