We stepped through the threshold. The foray was beautiful and bright. It had a grand staircase that split off on either side on the second floor. The colors consisted of mainly soft whites and light greys. It contrasted well with the exterior and wasn’t oppressive. She guided me towards the right on the main floor. Through a couple of hallways, several portraits dotted the walls. The Greengrass ancestors were staring at us as we went by. There was one that made me stop. The portrait itself was quite old, a clear sign of the ancient lineage of the Greengrass.