Mother had walked into her own bedroom by then but Lars, the butler, was in there, packing her things too. She sighed and threw her hands in the air in frustration before marching back to the staircase, followed by Bruno, who wasn't going to let the matter drop without an explanation.
" Mother," he insisted. "What's going on? Are we moving?"
"Come downstairs with me," said Mother, leading the way towards the large dining room where the Fury had been to dinner the week before. "we'll talk down there.