The Lingering Cry

Gareth watched as Camille regained her usual composure. A faint, knowing smile touched the corner of her mouth. Her eyes lowered with deliberate nonchalance, her posture proud and detached, radiating an aura of quiet authority that commanded respect.

This was Ms. Vance of Mistvale Estate, decisive and unyielding.

Just then, Reginald Vancey, the butler, entered with two maids carrying dinner. His g