Putting Egon's mind at ease

The day passed in a blur, and Arkin's presence in Adela's estate proved to be a welcome distraction. Managing preparations for the impending visit of the Baron and Baroness, along with catching up on the happenings of both continents had kept her occupied till evening. It was only late in the day that she realized her son had monopolized her father's time.

If only daylight could stretch a bit longer.

As night descended, Adela's heart raced as if she were in a high-stakes horse race. She paced her room nervously, the satin of her black nightgown clinging to her skin despite the noticeable chill in the air. She approached the bed, shedding her robe and leaving only the gown. Then, she walked to the window and pushed it open as far as it would go, inviting the cold night air to rush in.

She closed her eyes, savoring the sensation.