Even at dinner, Leonor didn't see Desmond.
For days after that, she didn't see him then either.
Eve had come and gone with nothing to report. The familiar spying on the duke's property hid itself well and she had to return before she disappeared and lost the memory.
That was the most excitement Leonor was subjected to for many days. She wanted to tell the duke what she suspected, but there was never the opportunity. It didn't seem pressing considering the familiar was outdoors and not in one of the more secure places of the estate.
The lady's time there started to blend.
She felt lucky that she didn't do anything she didn't want to. However, she didn't do anything she wanted to do either. One could have only so much fun reading books and walking around flat grounds and clear hallways wasn't particularly challenging mentally or emotionally.
