Moonlight poured through the tall windows of Moon Estate, bathing the breakfast table in a warm silver glow. The feeding chamber hummed with quiet conversation as the servants moved between the table and the cookhouse, carrying fresh dishes and clearing away empty plates.
Bryan finished the last bite of his breakfast before reaching for his glass of fresh juice. Beside him, Charlotte hummed happily as she stacked slices of fruit into a small tower, carefully placing one piece on top of another until it wobbled and fell against her plate.
Across the table, Emma watched them with a small smile. It had been over two months since Brandon's return, and somehow, life at Moon Estate had settled into a strange kind of peace. It wasn't the same peace she had known before he disappeared, but she had slowly grown used to the familiar rhythm of his visits.
Just then, the familiar sound of engines drifted through the open windows.
