Isabella Bradford was just about to help Aurelia Shaw explain when the girl, who had been sitting perfectly straight, suddenly slumped in her seat, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "I was looking for a quiet place to clear my mind and ended up here with Second Aunt."
Isabella Bradford was momentarily stunned, her gaze surprised as she glanced at Aurelia Shaw.
"What are you clearing your mind from?" Mason Nightshade looked at Isabella Bradford again. "She's lively and I've spoiled her. I do hope she hasn't disturbed you, Aunt."
Isabella Bradford smiled and nodded, unable to resist glancing at Aurelia Shaw once more. The girl was poised and gracious in her presence, polite yet maintaining a subtle distance. But as soon as she saw Mason Nightshade, her icy demeanor melted away like a cat that, upon seeing its master, becomes relaxed and playful.
Mason Nightshade's words seemed to criticize Aurelia Shaw, but a careful listen revealed an undertone of protection and affection.
