Chapter 71: An Occupied Room

As Flora was already halfway through all of the rooms in the south wing, she wondered if any of them had been occupied by guests before. She thought that it was a shame for such beautiful rooms to remain unoccupied and yet efforts were exerted by servants like herself in maintaining them.

Flora was in the middle of the dim corridor. In the middle of the coffin, she thought to herself. There was a portrait just between the fourth and sixth room that she was about to enter, and Flora found the sitters in the portrait just as frightening as the others. It was an idyllic scene of a small pond in the middle of a lush forest. The leaves of the trees were emerald green while the ground was covered with grass that were given a deeper shade of green. The painting was quite detailed and Flora could see that there were insects in some of the blades of grass, nibbling away at the green leaves, while on the trees were some animals as well. She saw two woodpeckers knocking on the branches. Flora co