Emily walked into the door, making sure that the door was left open behind her. She looked around the dust filled place but found no sign of Williams being there. It was as if he had just disappeared into thin air."Williams?" Emily called one more time to make sure that no one was in there and when she received no reply again, she turned and ran out of the room. She closed the door shut behind her and rested her back on it as she panted, holding her chest while she tried catching her breath.The day had just begun but things were already turning out to be too weird for her to handle. She could have sworn that she saw Williams enter that room. Why then was the place empty?Emily summoned courage as she took in a deep breath before opening the door again and walking in. The whole place was a little bit dark as the only light entering the room was the one coming from the corridor. The window was closed and different junks filled the place, blocking even the littlest light that would hav

Edward scattered the hay on the floor but he could not find what he was searching for. The blood stain was still there but Harolde head was gone, disappeared without a single trace."The... the head was right here," Edward said, more to himself thannhis butler. He ransacked the haystack again but his search ended futile. The head was really really gone. "No one came in here, Your Grace?" Mr Brown asked as he joined his master innhis search. Edward shook his head and said, "no, no one came in. The only person who did was Williams and Francis but I was with the head when they both came to see me."Edward stopped his search and knelt down on the floor as his body immediately went weak. How could he have lost the head just like that? How could he have been this careless."We will find it, Your Grace," Mr Brown said. "We just have to keep on searching the place for any trace." Edward knew that his butler was only saying this to give him hope but he knew that they were not going to find

Edward entered his carriage and closed the door shut. He knocked on the roof of the carriage and the servant driving him immediately whipped the horse, causing it to begin its trot forward. He had already begun his journey to Whissletown where the party was going to take place.The main truth of the whole thing was that Edward wasn't just going there to party. He was going on a mission, a mission to find out the truth.He had received news from one of his spies that the Viscount Erin of Bardon, one of his father's friends, had partnered with his longtime arch-rival, the Duke Frederick of Bedsart, and the both were already planning on going on a coup against him.What confused Edward the most about the whole thing was that the both already had great empires to their names. He didn't know why they were going on a coup against him. He knew for sure that they weren't doing it to add his Duchy to theirs.His main aim now was to go to the party and find out from Duke Frederick himself if wh

Edward immediately rushed towards the man before he could make any sudden movement and grabbed him by the hand that held the dagger. The man struggled to release himself from Edwards grip but Edward held on tightly.Erin's man brought out a dagger from behind him with his other hand and tried stabbing Edward with it but Edward was just too fast. He saw it coming and quickly moved to the side, dodging the dagger but he let go of the hand in the process."You're dead," Erin's man said with a smirk as he played with the two daggers in his hands. Edwards' brain began to run as different scenarios began playing out in his head. Some were of him getting stabbed with the dagger but Edward wasn't going to let that happen.The man rushed towards Edward with a loud shout and Edwards' battle instincts immediately kicked in. Edward moved to the side and grabbed one of the hands of his attacker. His attacker tried using his free hand to stabilize Edward at his back but Edward made a quick move tha

The morning sun had begun to cast its golden rays upon Edwards manor, giving it a look that would make one shed tears in awe. Edward didn't feel like that though. He had more important things to worry himself about.He and his butler, Mr Brown, had discussed about the steps that he, Edward, was to take towards what he had just discovered about his father's old friend, Viscount Erin, and his arch-rival, Duke Frederick.Mr Brown had proposed that he go to the council of the Lords and explain everything to them but Edward wanted war. The attack that he had received from Erin's men while still at the party was one that he knew he could not tolerate. If they hadn't attacked him, he would have considered going to the council of the Lords but then doing that had provoked him. If he refused war, it would only show him as a coward, running to the Lords for protection. Edward didn't want to be addressed as such. That would hurt his ego and also bring down the image of his family's name. He was