Chapter 137. Forgiveness is an F Word, Too

Lex

I know Willow is around Brighthall. I’ve seen her with her daughter and Ivy on the castle grounds. They seem to take their meals at separate times than me as I’m usually dining alone with Uncle Cyrus. I know that Ivy doesn’t care for me due to my history with Willow.

Ivy’s connection to Willow comes as a surprise to me. It doesn’t seem to be a secret, so either someone forgets to tell me, or I wasn’t paying attention when people talked about it. Looking at the two women from afar, I can see the resemblance. They have hair the same shade of brown that looks reddish under the sun and the stubborn eyebrows. It seems preposterous that it slipped my mind for a time that they were related, but Ivy reminded me of that in a not-so-gentle manner.

I haven’t talked to Willow in a very long time, not since I accidentally turned her into a vampire over a century ago. Shame made me avoid her in Castle Greystone. In a large castle with that many servants, she