The Shadows of Black Manor

. The pages were yellowed and worn, the handwriting elegant but faded. She be

d that Elizabeth had been a woman of great passion and creativity. She had been an artist, a musici

came more sporadic and more intense, as if Elizabeth was struggling with some inner demon. Emilia's curi

alive in her mind. She felt a deep connection to Elizabeth, as if they were ki

, her eyes feeling tired but her mind feeling alive. She had discovered a deep and abiding co

ced a piece of paper stuck between the pages of the diary. Sh

s beautiful, with high cheekbones and a small, pointed chin. The eyes were large

ch. There was something about the face that seemed familiar, som

noise behind her. She turned to see Asher standing i

sked, his voice low and smooth. "

e didn't know what to say, didn't know how to explain t

above a whisper. "I just...I don't know, I felt

said, his voice low and smooth. "Well, perhaps we can discuss it further over dinner. I have s

e didn't know what Asher had planned, but she had

ut feel a sense of unease. She didn't know what the night held, b

orning the table. Emilia felt a sense of awe as she gazed at the sprea

h. "Emilia, I want to tell you something," he said, his eyes glinting

t. She didn't know what Asher was going to say, but s

sked, her voice bar

e low and smooth. "She was a remarkable woman, a woman of great passion and creativity. But she was

now what to say, didn't know how to react. All she knew was that she

und herself becoming more and m