“Where is she!” Avan’s deep voice roared in the sprawling living room as he glanced at the clock for the tenth time. His thumb tapped impatiently on the armrest of the expensive leather cushion. “Does she know we’re running late?”
Von who had been standing there fingers crossed, straightened immediately. “She said she’d be down in a few minutes, Sir.” He responded, trying to pacify him.
“Go call her again!”
“Y-Yes Sir.” Without another word, he scurried towards the stairway. He had barely reached the first step when he froze.
His mouth fell open. “Oh…my!”
Avan frowned in his seat. “What is it this time?” Receiving no response, he stood up and charged towards the stairs. The moment he turned he became lightning struck.
A woman dressed in midnight violet gown slowly descended the st
