Chapter Fifty Seven
Third Person Pov.
Anya stared at the man seething in front of her, her eyebrows raised just slightly….almost imperceptibly as she thought of how to get an explanation from him.
Shaking her head, she turned her gaze to the man beside him—darnell…the same man that had insulted her just days ago.
She would deal with him some time later but right now, she wanted to know what was going on.. because even the Manor seemed to be holding it's breath about something.
“What's wrong with him?" She finally asked and Darnell sighed, his eyes squinting as he took one look at his young master and then he gestured away with his head for her to follow him.
She rose up from the couch and followed him into the kitchen where he leaned into the counter there and began to explain to her
