The day in the office played through Isobel’s mind like a fast-forward movie when she walked down the passage to the dinner table. Emma ordered lunch for them because there was no time to go down to eat with the family.
Radagast and Michael came around to her office almost two hours ago to check if she was finished and ready to go. Knowing they would all be waiting for her in the dining room, her hands pulled tightly together to the point where her knuckles turned white.
She was only fifteen minutes late for dinner. Surely it wouldn’t be that big of a problem. She expected more of her staff. What example was she setting? Turning the corner, she walked into the dining room to happy chatter between the men and Katherine, smiling, looking at them. The room went silent the second she walke
