They continued the journey, Nancey never separating from her. Causing the male lead to go black a couple of times. The male lead sister was apparently already over there.

Finally they arrived.

'Why am I here?' Rachel complained in her mind.

The family owned a large portion of land that had a stone wall which encircled the entire estate. The wall had many spells and talismans on it to help keep the wild creatures out.

Nancey looked around, amazed at the scenery that lay before her eyes. They pa.s.sed along a flat field of gra.s.s with orchards on either side as they made their way to the mansion. Further ahead she could see two large fountains with statues depicting dragons spraying water from their mouths.

The servants greeted them and showed them to their rooms. They were told that Lady forgot-her-name did not wish to be disturbed and that they would meet her in the morning. The Lady was the male lead's mother.

Nancey's room was far from Wyrran's. Wyrran's room was in the family's wing, but Nancey's room was located on the other side of the mansion in the guest chambers. White and gold accents decorated her room. The bed's quality was like the one she used in Carran but larger.

Rachel didn't have a room, they forgot she was coming. So she turned into her small fox form and Nancey was instantly in a frenzy at the curtness overload.

The both fell asleep peacefully on the bed, together. Nancey was nuzzling her fur lovingly.

When they both woke to the sound of the loud sound of iron bells ringing. Nancey looked out of the window and saw people running around outside. She jumped out of bed grabbed Rachel who went back to sleep and ran out of her room.

Nancey wanted to make sure there was not a fire in the hall. She could not smell smoke and no one was around. It was not unusual for her area to be empty because she occupied her own floor away from the other guests.

Unsure what the bells meant, she changed into her traveling gear. If it was a fire, she did not want to run around in a dress. She also wanted to have her daggers and mount that she bought. Losing them to a fire would be costly.

The loud clanging sound confused Nancey, and she went to look for Wyrran or Naesala. She ran across the house but stopped when she saw some guests. She recognized them because they were the ones who gossiped about her the night before at dinner. They lay on the ground, gagged and tied. The women made m.u.f.fled cries for help.

She stopped to cut their bonds free. While she worked on their ropes, her heart raced. She sensed something was not right. Nancey freed them all, but none of them thanked her. One man berated her because she did not save him first. Part of Nancey wished she had left him tied up.

Rachel was slouched on her shoulder, she was weightless, so the girl felt nothing the whole time.

The ringing stopped, and the house became silent. Nancey did not know if whatever danger was happening had pa.s.sed or not. She kept to the shadows, hiding behind furniture or corners. Nancey remembered what Wyrran had taught her. She was small and it would be best for her to surprise her enemy for now rather than fight head-on.

Nancey crept along the halls, making sure she controlled her breathing. If her breathing gave her away, there would be no point in hiding her body. Nancey turned a corner and a commanding female voice yelled, "Some got loose over here! Quick round them up!" Footsteps sounded down the hall she had come from. Nancey put a hand on her heart and thought about how she narrowly missed them.

Up ahead footsteps echoed down the hall. Nancey pressed her body behind a pedestal that had a vase resting on it. She prayed that they would not find her. Although she trained daily, she still did not have confidence in her abilities yet. The sound of footsteps stopped and turned around before retreating.

Once they were at a decent distance, Rachel had quickly dispatched them with her shadows and.

It took a while, but Nancey made it to the family's suites. It seemed like the invaders did not monitor this side of the house, but, that was because Rachel was killing them at a rapid pace before dragging their bodies into her darkness.

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A loud cry sounded from the chamber at the end of the hall. The door hung off its hinges from being kicked in. Nancey walked closer only to sneakily her footsteps silent.

Naesala 's voice cried in anguish, "Why would you do this? We're family!" Tears fell from her eyes , her face looked as if someone hit her and blood dripped from her mouth. She still wore her nightgown because the fighting woke her.

A woman replied, "Don't be like that sis. It isn't personal. I just want a better life for my husband and son. The family rarely lets me visit. This was the only chance I had for quite a while."

In the room Wyrran , Naesala, and three other non-important people.

Wyrran saw Nancey from the door, his heart grew worried. Just as Nancey was sneaking into the room. Rachel dropped from her shoulders, all the invaders where killed by her all that was left was the fools in the room.

"You were always a terrible child. Nothing was ever enough for you." Said one of the people bound.

The women laughed bitterly, "Like mother like daughter!" just as she was stabbed by a piercing shadow. It wasn't just her but the other guys who were in the room to.

Rachel transformed back once she confirmed they where all dead. Nancey went straight into her arm, used her shadows to cut the them bounded people free before she had them consume the corpses.

Rachel looked up for a moment a conversation went on in the room. "Nancey"

Nancey turned and looked up at her. "You can't stay here" Rachel said in clear American English. She was of course shocked at first at the perfect English. But, looking at Rachel's sad expression.

"Why?"

"Sorry…" Rachel lifted her hand up and knocked on what was clearly nothing. But, soon creak formed and they disappeared.