BRAN'S POV*

 

 

 

"Welcome back, sir." Mrs Reeves avoided the question I asked and greeted me instead.

 

"What is going on here?" I asked again and hoped for someone to explain.

 

"Bran, you're back," Henna commented.

 

She quickly came to my side and clasped her hands into mine, and I instinctively removed my hand.

 

"That is not what I asked."

 

"Well if you insist.....this old hag here refused to move my things from the guesthouse to the main house so I taught her a lesson" she said confidently.

 

"The main house? And who says you will be staying in the main house?"

 

"I did," she said and looked at me with...