Chapter 10: The Unveiling

The day arrived to unveil Abigail's portrait to the rest of the household. Vincent had kept his work of art shrouded in secrecy, ensuring that the canvas was always covered whenever they weren't in the lavender field. There was an air of mystery and excitement surrounding the event, the staff eager to witness the masterpiece that had kept their master so engrossed.

They gathered in the grand hall, a room that Vincent rarely used except for special occasions. The tall, arched windows let in a flood of natural light, the stone walls adorned with tapestries and paintings from Vincent's family lineage. In the center of the room, on a finely carved wooden easel, stood the covered portrait, its presence dominating the room.

Vincent and Abigail entered the room together. His hand gently rested at the small of her back, a quiet support that filled her with confidence. He was dressed in his formal attire, looking every bit the nobleman he was. Abigail, dressed in the same lavender gown she wor