Chapter 81

Despite being back in her old room, Bellatrix barely got a wink of sleep. She got up at the rise of the sun, showered and made her way towards her father's room. The hallway was empty, devoid of the maids that roamed the house just yesterday. The quiet brought on the kind of peace that Bellatrix wholeheartedly welcomed. “Good morning, Madam.” Her feet stopped at the greeting and she looked over her shoulder, eyes failing on the only maid she'd not fired. Kamala. Right, she'd spared her because just like Elise, Kamala had been working with the Lancaster family for a very long time. “Morning Kamala. How are you?” “I'm fine Madam. Breakfast’s ready. Shall I–” “Take it to my room.” She instructed, but just as she turned to leave, Kamala spoke up again. “Ah, Madam,” Bellatrix glanced back at her, raising a brow. “What is it?” “About Miss Regina's things, the ones that were moved out of your room yesterday. What should I–” Bellatrix didn't wait for her to finish speaking. She knew where the