Chapter 32: The Rooms at Castle Brogan

The door swung closed on Isaac and Lavinia with a click. They had been ushered into a warmly decorated room. In the center was an enormous four-poster bed. Over it was a thick duvet with intricate red embroidery. Beside it was a loveseat and two plump ottomans.

Lavinia sank into the loveseat, letting out a breath. Isaac stayed frozen just inside the doorway.

"Oh, sit down." Said Lavinia. "I'd think you'd be good at this."

"Excuse me?"

Lavinia sighed. "Clearly Mr. Brogan thinks we were invited to the ritual or wedding or whatever they're forcing Arabella into."

"We should not be wasting time sitting here and-"

"Isaac, it will be much easier to get her out of here if we are welcome guests. For the time being, we just need to accept their hospitality and wait. When the time comes we will get her and run. "

He looked at her incredulously. "How did you come up with that so quickly?"

"When you work under constant scrutiny you get good at reading people. Mr. Brogan do