Elder Philip’s POV
My time for pleasure was over. It was time to get back to business.
Wherever they were hiding, I would find them. I considered setting the entire place ablaze—burn it all to the ground and let vengeance paint the ashes. But that was never part of the plan, and if life had taught me anything, it was to stick to the original course unless absolutely necessary.
I roamed the house again, corner to corner. Still, no sign of them.
They weren’t here.
That didn’t make sense. I hadn’t seen them leave, and one of the servants had assured me they were still around. If I found out he’d lied, I’d make sure he learned the true meaning of regret.
For now, all I could do was wait until dawn. If they didn’t show up by sunset, I would hunt them to the ends of the earth. Time was not
