"Forgive me for the haste, Claire." He began by saying as they sat inside his carriage.
Understanding his need for discretion, she hadn't protested when he asked her to follow him to his manor.
The only thing she was afraid of was how Yeren would react when he heard that she journeyed with Lord Bronan to his residence.
She nodded with understanding she didn't feel as she waited for him to tell her the reason for the hasty departure.
However, Aldrich didn't utter a single word till they arrived at his manor.
When she looked closer, she realized that his face was pale and his knuckles were white.
Something was terribly wrong.
As soon as the carriage rolled to a stop, he swung the door open and slid out without the assistance of a footman.
He waved the approaching footmen away and helped her out of the vehicle.
Seeing the magnificent house in the day was another spectacle entirely. But she didn't dwell on it. Some other time, she told herself as he guided her into the house.
