Lord Beaumont did not feel good about the sound of his daughter's voice at the moment. The cold from outside seemed to touch his bones a this moment. He trained his eyes on her nervous form and felt a chill in his heart.
"What?" the elderly man asked, his voice so low, yet one still could hear his fear.
"I sent assassins. This night... Lord Torgenn... they are supposed to....." the headmistress was stammering, but her father had already understood. His first instinct was not to hide, he wanted to clear his name. He wanted all to know that she was no more part of the family. Their family had other people to take into consideration. His eyes turned cold. Was he supposed to believe that Lady Wickshire will not hear of this?
Impossible! He grabbed her and dragged back into the hall. All he
