Agnes assisted her with her cloak. The cloak was designed in such a way that it had a hoody to conceal her face.
Armed with the letter, she and Agnes went down the stairs together.
"The carriage is ready, my lady. But, may I accompany you?"
She shook her head.
"Very well. May I at least know where you are going?"
She met his frightened gaze. "I just want to meet with a friend. I will be back before dinnertime."
A glance at the clock told her that it was barely nine in the morning.
Eve descended the steps of the front entrance and walked up to the carriage rider. Then she handed him the letter.
"I want you to take me to this address."
The burly faced man read through the address on the letter before handing it back to her.
"Yes, my lady."
"Thank you." She beamed at him.
The man nodded at her, offering a small smile despite his crooked teeth.
Once she and Agnes were well settled in, the carriage began to roll away.
