Her eyes widened hearing this. Was Calhoun joking or being serious right now? With him smiling at her, it was hard to decide. Did he really take his grandfather out of his coffin, and he had no clue where his body was now?
"He wasn't worthy to have this cemented grave," stated Calhoun and he waved his hand as if she shouldn't worry about it. During the time of dinner and in her room, Calhoun appeared like any other ordinary person. Speaking to her so that she was aware of things that were going to take place in the castle. Earlier he spoke to her without teasing or taunting, but now it felt like his attitude had turned to its usual self.
"Did you meet him?" Madeline asked. She knew Calhoun had met his father's mother who now resided in the cold cell of the dungeon with a rod that continued to stick into her mouth.
