#Chapter 228: The Old Estate

The Hedwig and Candida in the painting shifted in their seats, and they both looked down at Cillian and Candido with such warm expressions that it made my heart hurt. Cillian reached up, and Hedwig reached out to him, pressing her hand to where he’d pressed his.

“Stubborn woman,” he whispered.

Then, the painting began to move aside. Hedwig withdrew her hand as it slid aside and revealed a large, dark, stone doorway. It was just like the doorway that had once been in the Wolf Fang house.

The women’s eyes followed Candido and Cillian, but neither of them looked at me.

When it stopped moving, the gust of cool, damp air filled the space.

Cillian turned back. “Don’t enter the cave before I call. Let’s not test our luck, hm?”

Candido nodded. Cillian stepped inside and vanished into the darkness.

Candido took a deep breath and looked up at the image of Candida as she looked down at him.

He placed a hand against the painting and Candida reached out to place her hand where his was.

“It’