CAN'T SAY NO

Someone blew the whistle.

That person could be staying here, in this mansion right under their noses. But there is no way to tell.

“I hope you understand what you are implying here, Garelt,” Bernard said, bringing his brows in a frown. “You’ve said the same thing last time as well and I told you to be careful what you say.”

“I know, My Lord,” Garelt muttered. “This is a mere speculation. However, it was the only answer I get whenever I try to think of it.”

“Someone with the power to let all of these mortals in,” Valarie said, joining in the conversation for the first time. “I hate to say it but it might be someone powerful. A nobelmen maybe?”

“Nothing is certain,” Bernard replied with a sigh. He shifted his attention to Ophelia. “I hate to say it, but your brother is the only one who can answer this, Ophelia.”

She couldn’t hold back her shudder this time. She could see this coming, her brother was right here in this mansion. Probably the only one who knows the truth, the one wi