With sunlight streaming through the oak doors, I entered the library. One of the greatest spots in the manor was the library. And in light of recent events, I needed to release some pent-up energy.

I wasn't shocked, for some reason, that Matilda was also present. She had a stack of notes in her hand and was sitting at a table looking carefully at each page.

I said, "Good morning, Matilda."

As I walked in, she grinned and looked up. "Good morning, Selene," she said in a kind and gentle ...