handeliers, polishing silver the mansion seemed endless. Eve

t her attention: the one

e stepped closer, and she could have sworn she heard whispers

Why was it off-limits?

he cold, ornate doorknob. Then, a s

le

rs Marlene's sharp

ut going in there," Mr

e for anyone - es

d. "I-I wasn't going

yes held a warning

e dangerous. The master does n

ut inside, a tiny spark

s. And some of them w

she were weary of repeating thi

ve, observe the rules. That win

nd kept wandering back to the locked doors

Elena glanced again toward the east wing. The mansion

o recognize - Adrian moving through his private domains. The sound reminded her

ng and dusting as instructed. But the image of the dark

ective of that wi

bly be behind th

eginning a spark that would eventually ignite a fire she couldn't put out, and a secret t