Eliron let out a tired sigh as he stared at the newcomers in the hallway.
The powerful knights that had been used to make a show of the Baron's authority were now standing at the entrance to the room, and in front of them was…
Eliron sighed again. In front of them was the Baron himself and his butler, who was the one that had spoken.
They both wore shocked expressions on their faces, a look of disbelief in their eyes. Who wouldn't? When they had just stumbled upon a pile of corpses?
The butler, an old man with greying hair, stood defensively in front of the Baron, his eyes filled with rage.
'What are they doing here?' Eliron thought.
The catacombs were too deep underground for anyone to have realistically heard what was going on down here.
There was also a ball going on, meaning it would normally be foolish for the Baron to come here at such a time, especially at the risk of being discovered exposing his wife's state.
