One gesture.
A single hand raised was all it took for Regory to empty the chambers.
The music had stopped, servants have left into the narrow corridors and the gates of the chambers were shut close.
As much as mesmerizing the harmony of Castle Symphony was, so was the eeriness of it's silence.
Regory remained upon the mattress, though he had changed his position. The careless ease with which he had reclined during the performance was gone. One arm rested upon his knee; the wine glass still remained in his hand.
His wives, all of them had turned serious.
Some had moved closer to Regory, others sat quietly among the cushions, watching Ymir and Violet with a certain king of attention.
Graves and Theo had been outside chambers since the beginning.
For the first time, music in the Castle Symphony had stopped.
"So." Regory looked at Ymir.
