Mrs. Sinclair of the Sinclair Family caught a chill the night before last and was feeling unwell. Suffering from a slight cough and a cold, she hadn't had a proper day's rest, so family members of the younger generations flocked to visit her.
Even Julian Sinclair, who no longer held a post in Kingsford, made a special trip back to Imperia to see Mrs. Sinclair.
Time, it seems, is always kind to the cruel, reluctant to leave its harshest marks. At nearly sixty, Julian Sinclair's features were still deep-set and handsome, his hair jet-black. He carried himself with a scholarly elegance, yet radiated a forbidding aura that warned others to keep their distance.
Even after being removed from his position of power in Imperia, the noble arrogance ingrained in his very bones could not be diminished.
