The Same Night at the Screeching Villa…
A beautifully adorned carriage came riding under the moons shade and approached the villa. The guards, already familiar with it and under certain orders for it, let it in without much checking.
The carriage stopped before the doorsteps of the main house. The carriage door opened and a gentlemanly looking person stepped down. But this person didn't have the calm aura one would expect, instead he looked quite anxious.
This person was Vaughn Queeney, the older brother of Potonia Queeney and the sole heir of the Queeney House.
The person strode in with powerful steps and called out loudly, "Potonia!"
Meanwhile inside the house, Potonia was walking back and forth as her face was filled with unknown fear and sweat.
She had gotten notice that her older and nauseating brother would make a 'visit' today.
The word 'visit' sounded normal to any other and would think that it was just that, a simple visit.
