After dinner, even though the sky had darkened a lot, the mansion still felt alive.
None of the adults felt like going to sleep.
Now that Evelyn was back, her room when she was a child had been rearranged. The bed linens were changed, the curtains were replaced, and the toys, blankets and baby for had been put away in the mansion's store room.
It was already late, so Aristia and her family would sleep over in the Anton mansion.
While the adults went to the mansion's tea room, the children went to the parlour.
Allen sat down quietly on one of the couches.
He didn't really want to leave his mother, but he knew that she and her new family needed privacy to discuss some things.
He knew that he was going to live here from now on.
He had even heard the old madam telling the butler to arrange for someone to get his and his mother's measurements the next day to make clothes for them.
The servants were also arranging a room for him.
