Chapter 79: The Scent of Deception

"Ian."

Romandro's voice echoed through the central garden. Ian, who had just entered the carefully manicured space, turned.

"I hear the Countess of Mereloff is here," Romandro said. "Where is she? I suppose the Count was too chicken to show his face, ha! Seriously."

"That's what I thought, too," Ian replied, "but the Countess is in Lady Mary's room right now."

"Lady Mary Bratz?" Romandro raised an eyebrow. "What's *she* doing there? I heard they were close, but... belated condolences, perhaps?"

"I wish it were," Ian said. "She claims she lent something to Lady Mary and is looking for it."

"What is it?" Romandro asked.

"I don't know," Ian replied with a shrug. Whatever it is, she's being awfully secretive about it. "I asked, but she wouldn't tell me."