Now Gritzl fully understood her erratic behavior and the reason for her return to the mansion she fled in panic earlier.
A loud guttural scream pierced the silence and made even a grown man's heart feel heavy.
It was such a cry for pain from a tortured soul that moved even his sardonic soul.
They needed to get the hell out of the mansion before the bastard returned with the rest of his lackeys.
Even though he wasn't worried and they weren't out of options just yet, he would rather not have to fight while worrying about the two defenseless women.
Still he would rather not chance it and risk adding to the women's misty they still had endless possibilities to escape the mansion without being noticed.
He remembered Lord Blaine's wife from the day he got married, she looked nothing like two weeks ago, her condition had vastly deteriorated and he wondered if the bastard had been starving his wife and children for all of them was just too thin to his liking.
