The mansion of Mr. Varreran was quiet and dark just as she thought it would be. The interiors were darker than she had seen in Lord Nicholas' mansion or in Quinn's. She could tell that it was an old family house that had been passed for generations before it came to be possessed by the man, Robarte Varreran.
The man led her inside the mansion, the butler had his head bowed as he let them in while holding the door for them. The temperature in the mansion was much better compared to outside as the rain hadn't stopped nor did the wind which was moving with the rain in a different direction.
Penny's eyes took in the architecture of the house. The ceiling was taller than the most and the halls narrow. It reminded her of the church she worked in where Father Antonio and Sister Jera lived. When she continued to walk, her footsteps brought the mud and the water inside the mansion on the floors and she stopped her footsteps.
