Penny frowned, her forehead creased as she heard this. Cat being torn and buried didn't sound like a normal cremation but a ritual that she had gone through in the book of Lady Isabelle. It was forbidden tapping magic but to do that one had to be a witch. As time passed by, Penny only found things here to be distorted.
The company that she had here was decent but the stories that she heard, everything felt to be suspicious.
And then came Lady Helen with her sweet face and her brother escorting her. They walked to where Penelope stood, joining the party with extra women and men who were talking about their mansions and then the servants.
"I cannot wait for Winter to pass by quickly. Don't you think this season has prolonged longer than necessary," spoke one of the women in the crowd who was the neighbor of Mrs. Kieth.
"My plants are all dead and I had to get the servants to remove it not once but twice."
"Twice?" Mrs. Keith asked.
