Arthur nodded once they were downstairs. "We will send you the preferred menu and I will send you the details of the number of kitchen staff. Let us know if you need anything."

He opened the door for her and walked her out to the porch, a spacious, imposing structure, with large marble columns supporting a stone roof over the door, and large, broad stairs down to the driveway. "We value discretion, Miss Rosewine. I'd appreciate if you would not speak to anything about what you witnessed in our home..." Especially not to the Carringtons.