"Welcome to Sommeries Castle," Lady Evelyn Chaucer rose from her seat and opened her arms to welcome Clara. The girl's eyes twinkled at the warm reception.
She saw a man in his sixties, sitting next to Edgar's mother. he was looking a lot like Edgar but with grey hair and wrinkles on his face.
She could tell that Lord Chaucer must have been a handsome man in his youth, seeing Edgar now. He had big broad shoulders, sharp grey eyes that looked intelligent but warm, and his voice was deep, even though not as dark and deep as his son's.
"Lady Clara Langley, hope you had a nice journey and my son here is treating you well," Lord Chaucer also rose from his chair and nodded at Clara. His wife had rushed over and gave the young girl a hug.
