Lisa stared up the long drive, speechless. She could just make out the outline of a massive building, which was mostly hidden from view by the massive trees that lined the gravel road.Is this all there is to it? She was certain she had the correct address, but she was now seriously doubting herself. She double-checked her phone and couldn't find any errors, but this couldn't be right. How is that possible?Part of her wanted to turn around and go to a coffee shop or somewhere and figure it out from there, but she knew that was her cowardly side. The running part, the part she'd let rule her life for the most part, and where had it gotten her? There is nowhere but misery.But not any longer.
"Traditionally, this wing is reserved for the Lady of the House." I've done my best, but if you notice anything wrong or want to change anything, please let me know." As she pushed open the heavy carved walnut doors, Mary said.Inside, there was an opulently furnished room with two large antique sofas across from each other in the center of the room. A large fireplace dominated the main wall, and large lead-lined windows across from it provided an uninterrupted view of the lawn and forest beyond."I'll bring you some refreshments, and then if you pull this handle when you're ready..." She motioned to what appeared to be a curtain tie suspended from the ceiling. "I'll return to show you around the rest of the house.""I appreciate it." Lisa
“Wellies?”"It's all a bit marshy down there, and the drainage really needs to be worked on." I'll get you a pair of boots from the boot room. Avoid getting your feet wet.""Thank you very much. Is there anything I should stay away from?""Perhaps the woods near the East Wing." It's said to be haunted. Not that I believe such things, but it is quite creepy; even john avoids it."Lisa nodded and made a mental note of it. Put on your wellies. Avoid going into the woods. This was turning out to be far more of an adventure than she had anticipated.***
"Be careful, Sam, she could be a witch." The lanky one grumbled to the other man who was holding her. "You believe that everyone is a witch. Take a look at her. She isn't a witch." "She could be." He insisted on sniffing her as if he could detect a scent. "Take a look at her hair. "Have you ever seen hair like that before?" "Just shackle her." The leader spoke up. "Blindfold her as well..." The Lanky one spoke up. "You're insane. Lisa yelled at them, wondering who the hell they were and why they wanted her in the first place. "Please let me go." "OK,
Morning came far too soon and far too cold in lisa’s opinion. Her feet felt like ice blocks and she doubted she’d be able to walk properly even to where the horse was tethered. After a quick breakfast they were packed and phillip was there tying her to her saddle again.She glared at him as he tied off the ropes but he simply stared her down. She still had his cloak on and she realised he must have slept all night without it. Part of her was grateful that she had it because she was convinced she would have froze without it, but she didn’t want to be grateful to him. She didn’t want to feel anything positive towards him. She wanted to hate him as much as he clearly hated her.As he took her reins and mounted his own horse she gritted her teeth ready for another agonising day in the saddle. Her thighs were alrea