Lucius tensed at the mention of the mannor. If she had said the summer home, it would have been easy. The minute he closed his eyes and tried to do what Melinda suggested, he found he couldn't.

All he could do was see the Dark Lord standing in the room. His master had purposely picked this room sensing the happier memories that were attached to the room. Other images flashed by and Lucius winced and opened his eyes.

"I'm sorry...I can't." He found that he was trembling and tried to calm himself. He hung his head in shame as he had been so good lately at achieving what Melinda wanted.