Eve noticed a maid light the wood logs in the fireplace, and in a minute the room started to brighten apart from the light that came from the candles already burning in the room.
"If you need me, I will be in my room. It is two corridors away from here," Vincent said, watching Eve look at the painting that hung on the wall.
Eve nodded, "Thank you for offering help to us this early."
"Well the mansion has plenty of rooms, it would be a sin to not use it when in need," Vincent remarked, turning to look at the closed door, "You should get some sleep."
"Yes," a sigh escaped Eve's lips, and she said, "Earlier today when I was taking a bath, I had this weird dream when I was still in the bathtub."
"What was it about?" Vincent inquired in curiosity, watching Eve purse her lips and her eyes met his coppery-red eyes. "Another bonfire? Or something ominous?"
