"When we were walking back from the western terrace, Lady Josephine stopped near the old corridor in the north wing. She asked about the sealed door at the very end of the hall.
Mistress Jenna told her it was your old art room...the one where you used to spend all your time painting before... well, before the Master ordered it closed so you could focus on finding a suitable noble suitor instead of wasting time on hobbies."
My breath caught in my throat as the memory attached to Irene's past body hit me.
The closed art room. A place I hadn't even thought to check because the old Irene had completely abandoned her paints after being forced into the bitter realities of the Ton's expectations.
