The once warm winter became a bit colder.
Silence had taken over the duke and duchess. The only noise was fires crackling away in the fireplaces throughout the estate.
For two days after she confessed to Desmond what was in her heart, Leonor avoided him. She didn't know how to face his disappointment.
It was before dinner but everything was shrouded in darkness.
The sun set so much earlier behind the large mountain during that season. It suited Leonor's dark mood as guilt ate at her each second.
She went to the library to find a book to cheer her up. She couldn't look at romance any longer but perhaps an adventure would do her well. Maybe there was a story about magic since she hadn't been able to practice in a while. At most, she had been playing with Eve but not using her shields meant she was less precise than when she was studying.
