Chapter 45 The Dominate Guest (1)
- Adelia looked into the still water of the lily pond. She slowly raised her brush to the canvas and added a tinge of violet blue. Biting her lip slightly, she dabbed the pigment gently onto the landscape.
- As she did, one of her dark curls fell across her face. She pushed it away quickly. Her hair always insisted on escaping immodestly.
- ‘Adelia, Darling?’ her father’s voice called across the garden.