 Picklin said in amazement. The whole landscape reminded her of the stately country estates she had visited in England, like Chatsworth or Blenheim Palace. As the car rounded one last curve, Rachel suddenly let out a gasp, grabbing Picklin's arm. In the distance, a great house had come into view, a blaze of lights. As they got closer, the enormity of the place truly became evident. It wasn't a house. It was more like a palace.