>>5416187You move up alongside Casval, holding Artesia’s hand to comfort her. Your brother is watching the exchange between Roselucia and your mother intently, and he doesn’t seem pleased by the development at all.
“Is it bad?” You ask Casval, unable to quite hear what’s being said over the still dying sound of the helicopter’s turbines.
“It is. She hates us.” He states matter-of-factly, “All of us.”
Eventually you’re waved inside, and your mother and Roselucia disappear off into another room to have a longer discussion. A pair of men in suits watch over you and your siblings as you wait on a sofa, making the mansion feel more like a prison than your home. When your mother finally does return you can tell that she’s upset. She’s trying to hide it but unfortunately the last few days have given you plenty of practice in figuring out when she’s just putting on a strong face.
