<strong>Riding on the estate </strong><br/><br/>The ride was certainly most enjoyable and invigorating, and as over dinner and breakfast the guests appeared to gossip and chuckle occasionally there was an innuendo but for the most people were well behaved, just as one would expect. The conversations went from the horses, and the beautiful views. Poetry and the arts were discussed as was the mention of various charities that Malsika had become involved in since her arrival in Britain. It appeared that she and her husband were certainly involved in some wonderful philanthropic and compassionate escapades.<br/><br/>It seemed that Charlotte was not overly impressed however for the most she was able to keep the painted smile as she chatted to those about her. It appeared that both she and the inspector were taking in a good deal. Yes they had ulterior for being at this event; the most perceptive might certainly be aware of that.<br/><br/>The air here was fresh and certainly far more pleasant that those in the city however for some reason there appeared to be an underlying sensation….one of darkness, one that was somewhat uncomfortable. Some sort of foreboding hung in the air even though the sky was blue and clear.<br/><br/>