9 Chapter 9: Ancestral Scheming

Sera closed the library doors with a soft thud. Her hair was still dripping from the rain, but she considered herself lucky.

First off, she made the mile walk up to the house in the dense fog quite quickly. This could have been because she was unbelievably furious about her reunion with Lonny. She pushed him to the back of her mind.

Secondly, she avoided any encounters with her mother’s staff or Hestia herself, and therefore did not have to answer any complicated questions.

Sera carefully worked her way through stacks of rich mahogany. Her fingers gliding over the leather bound books with reverent adoration. She allowed her intuition to guide her as she wound her way into the shadowy depths of the literature maze.

Sera’s mother was a night owl in the most extreme sense, she kept especially strange hours in her older age. Now that their wealth was secured, Hestia turned her attention to other personal matters…