Loreena Arenais-Valhoun
Owner of Dar'manda Industries
As promised, after her week long hiking trip, Lori was going to speak with
Heath Valhoun
alone. No prying eyes or ears of her aunt. And none from Rex either. It was just going to be them two alone.
Lori had made sure that she had showered and dressed before she had made her way to the doors of his guest room in her aunt's estate. She hoped that she'd of gotten to Heath before Rex did to spill the beans on how their hiking trip went. But there was no guarantee of that.
She knocked at the door and waited with her arms at her sides. "Your....grace? It's Loreena." She didn't even know if he was there, yet she hoped so. They had plenty to discuss. Yet there was always a chance that he was in the kitchens....
Lori had made sure that she had showered and dressed before she had made her way to the doors of his guest room in her aunt's estate. She hoped that she'd of gotten to Heath before Rex did to spill the beans on how their hiking trip went. But there was no guarantee of that.
She knocked at the door and waited with her arms at her sides. "Your....grace? It's Loreena." She didn't even know if he was there, yet she hoped so. They had plenty to discuss. Yet there was always a chance that he was in the kitchens....