RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT

CHAPTER 11

The Avendano family gathering extended into the waning hours of daylight, prompting Lord Avendano to suggest that each and every guest stay the night in the manor, before returning to their own dwellings the following day. As the final rays of the sun bathed the grand dining hall in a golden glow, they all partook in a delectable feast, filling the air with laughter and camaraderie.

However, Niçholas was left to sit at the end side of the table so he would be far away from India, but he didn't mind. He was just too tired and a lot was still going on in his head. Soon after, the guests were assigned to their respective suites, embraced by the opulent tranquility of the manor's luxurious accommodations.

Niçholas stepped into the suite, his exhaustion weighing heavily on his shoulders. The Avendano family gathering had stretched on until the sun had set, and now, the grand manor seemed like a sanctuary in the darkness. He yearned for the comfort of his bed, ready to surrender to sleep.