Evalynn's knuckles stung as she knocked hard on the heavy wooden door of Edgar's study. After waiting a few seconds and receiving no response, she knocked again, harder than before, ignoring the sharp pain that shot through her hand with each knock. Again there was no response and Evalynn began to wonder if the maid she'd asked had misinformed her of Edgar's location. The maid had been terrified of Evalynn, shaking the entire time she asked a question, most likely afraid that she would end up being the next Maribelle if she became too involved.
Irritated, Evalynn raised her hand to knock one last time, her hand balled into a tight fist ready to pound on the door until the blonde bastard acknowledged her. It was the first time that she had ever sought the man out and she would be damned if
