An Unforgettable Ball at Bromenville Hall by Hanna Hamilton

Author:Hanna Hamilton
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2019-04-27T16:00:00+00:00

Despite her youth and natural resilience, Eugenia found recovering from this latest attack on her life difficult to overcome. Visions of falling to the unforgiving rocks at the castle’s base haunted her sleep. She would wake, gasping for breath, sweating, yet feeling cold chills crawl across her flesh. The damage done to her body healed faster than the damage done to her spirit, her soul.

There is an evil man walking in this castle.

She knew how truly big this castle was, and how easily a man might hide within its walls. She imagined he came and went as he pleased, emerging to wreak havoc upon her life and Maximilian’s, then vanish like a ghost, never to be seen again until he stepped out to try to again. There were empty rooms by the score and cellars no one has used for a hundred years – a perfect place for a murderer to lurk, hiding, biding his time.

“Stop brooding.”

Eugenia glanced up from her mending of one of Lady Helena's gowns to find her mistress – fists on her hips and frowning at her. Only then did she realized she had not made a stitch for several minutes, and Lady Helena noticed. Swallowing hard, Eugenia tried to refocus on her needlework and pushed the needle through the cloth.

“It has been three days, Eugenia,” Lady Helena said, now sitting beside her on the couch. “You have hardly left these rooms. The Duke is going out of his mind worrying about you.”

“I feel safe here.”

“I know you do, sweetheart.” Lady Helena rested her hand on Eugenia’s. “But you cannot become another Clara, remaining in these chambers for years uncounted, hardly leaving them. If you do, I know your spirit will wither and die. I will not let that happen.”

“I cannot face out there,” Eugenia whispered, her voice trembling “He is hiding somewhere in this castle, waiting for me to come out, to hurt me. I can feel his malice on my skin, feel his eyes on me.”

Lady Helena rubbed her arms, shivering. “Now you have given me the frights. But we both cannot, must not, live our lives in fear. You are missed, Eugenia. Even your little friend from the kitchen approached me to ask if you were coming back.”

“Please?” Eugenia asked, scrubbing her face with her hands. “I need more time.”

“One more day,” Lady Helena replied, her tone one that informed Eugenia that she meant every word. “Then you will start living your life again and face your fears. For if you do not do it soon, I know they will take over, and you will never be free of them.”

Eugenia nodded unhappily. “Tomorrow,” she whispered.

“Tomorrow.”

After Lady Helena left, Eugenia stared down at the sewing in her lap, shivering.

Tomorrow is too soon. I cannot do it, I am too frightened. God help me, I cannot leave these rooms ever again. Not even for Max.

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