Chapter 30

When they arrived at Easterwel, Oliver paused, watching the country side house, as Callum referred to it.  It was anything but a country house. The building was a bit smaller than The Fernsbury Manor, but at the same time there was something that made the place different.  Magical. Oliver almost slapped himself for gaping like a complete idiot at it, and since when did those associations came to his mind.  Nevertheless, he continued admiring the piece of art. Because that was what...