Betsy
Sam had just come from visiting Caro's grave. He was waiting for Paige to decide she wanted company. The Paige he knew couldn't be pushed when it came to things like this. She'd come around in her own time. Everybody needed family.
Heaving out a sigh, he settled on the banister of the huge veranda attached to the castle. He wanted to go for a fly to clear his head and maybe start sorting out some of the strange, but he didn't risk it.
So he was just sitting there, trying to work it out in his head. Wasn't working very well.