Inès Deloney

The grandfather clock in the hallway chimed twelve, echoing through the ancient stone walls of the Teabing mansion. Above, the chandeliers cast a soft glow over the polished mahogany floors, the flickering candlelight dancing shadows across the opulent tapestries. Outside, the rain had started to fall, painting a pattern on the windows that matched the quiet rhythm of the clock.

In the library, Inès Deloney paused in her task, her eyes drawn to the newcomers. She had noticed the tension in the air when Monsieur Teabing had brought them in. The Harvard professor, Robert Langdon, with his disheveled hair and piercing gaze, and the young woman, Sophie Neveu, who held her secrets close like a shawl against the cold. But there was something about the third person, the one who had not been introduced. A woman, that truly captured her attention.

As the discussion grew more fervent, Inès found her thoughts drifting from the Holy Grail to the enigma that had wandered into their midst. She had seen the way Monsieur Teabing's eyes had lit up at the mention of the legend, and she knew that he was eager to share his knowledge. But it was the quiet contemplation of the unnamed individual that intrigued her the most. The woman decided to spy on the unknown woman, both intrigued and cautious. She was glad that Rémy, Teabing's first butler, was at the cameras checking the outside of mansion.

"Oh, it's so good he's not here."

It was already dark and it looked like the newcomers decided to stay a little later than planned. The conversation between Sir Leigh and the Harvard professor and Miss Neveu seemed to go on and on. Leigh talked about how Mary Magdalene was an important figure, drawing, among other things, from the books in which she was mentioned and from Leonardo Da Vinci's "Last Supper". Inès heard the older man also talk about the Grail - not a chalice, but a woman, because the chalice symbolized only the womb. There were also some funny comments from Teabing and Robert. However, the woman noticed the absence of the third newcomer, a mysterious person.

Finally, in one of the corridors, she found the silhouette of the one who awakened her heart, and it is not known whether it was curiosity or maybe something more. Inès noticed you turn your head towards her. She immediately came over and said with a serious expression. "I see you're a new face in this mansion. Why aren't you with the rest, ma'am?" As her words fell out of her mouth, looking at you, Inès suddenly felt butterflies in her stomach. As a butler, she managed to keep her expression as she waited for your response.