#Chapter 380: A Not-So Glamorous Lifestyle

That night, despite the worries and the fears and the dark murmurs all around us, I was able to sleep soundly, feeling well and thoroughly loved. I was also likely happy to be back in a familiar bed, surrounded by familiar faces. And not everything was so dire. Elva was healthy for the first time in maybe her entire life. And we were reunited with Charlotte, who wanted a full report of everything that had happened after she had gone. I had promised her that I would deliver a full account in the morning, but now that the morning was upon us, we were interrupted before we fully began by a messenger at the door. “The candidates are to attend a meeting,” the messenger said. “In the usual place, as soon as possible.” Charlotte and I looked at each other. I gave her an apologetic glance. “Later, then,” Charlotte said. “I promise,” I told her. The nanny had arrived to watch Elva, so I gave Elva a quick hug and then followed the messenger out into the hallway. Down in the usu