Sohn let Fortuna lead them into the formal dining room. “Find it, Fortuna, find it,” he gave her the command.  She wasn’t trained to find people.  But she understood the command that they were looking for a lamb and started sniffing about.  Sohn could only hope that it translated at least slightly to little girls.  

The lit candle immediately made the little hairs on the back of the shepherd’s neck raise in warning. Whoever had lit that surely had heard him yelling for Claribel only a short while ago.  And had not answered - which did not bode well for a friendly encounter.  

“That is likely a kitchen…” Sohn said in a low voice to his two companions, pointing toward the double-acting door.  Not that he knew a lot about mansion designs, but kitchens… kitchens nearly always had easy access to the outdoors, right?  It was only practical.  “We should find a back door there,” he suggested, prioritizing knowing their escape route over everything else.