Chapter 12: THE MADMAN’S BRIDE
Penny was still sound asleep in bed, having slept so late the night before for fear of Osvaldo coming back, when the door to the room burst open.
She opened her eyes to the heavy sound only to see a man, probably in his late forties standing next to Hughes and Rosie.
The man stared at her with wide eyes, he looked like he’d seen a ghost.
Barnaby had expected to see a dead body littered on the floor with blood everywhere. The stench of blood would fill the room and he would send a few servants to clean it up as usual.
The Adkins sure have a lot of blood on their hands. They were very particular with selecting brides for their master. Women who have no worth, unwanted women. Useless girls from prestigious families.
Girls no one cared about even if they died.
"Good morning madam." Barnaby regained his composure as he stared at the blue-eyed woman. She sure does look unwanted.
Fat and ugly, no wonder his master liked her. The girl was anything from normal, already looking forty from that size.
How?
How had this thing survived when they had brought better women and they had all died at the hands of their master?
According to what he heard, his mad master had almost choked her to death too yesterday, but he had given her a name. The first person that has happened to and it was shocking.