Euphemia saw the smoke first. Even from the carriage, there was an unmistakable smell of burning in the air. Euphemia's heart pounded. She had a bad feeling.
Rubiella seemed to sense her discomfort.
"Father dear, I would have to ask our driver to bring us to the Ashburn Residence first," Rubiella said.
Her father looked irritated. "What's your business there?"
"It's of utmost importance to the Saintess. Please, Father," Rubiella pleaded.
Lord Edward sighed then nodded. Rubiella informed the carriage driver to bring them to the Ashburn Residence first.
"I think the mansion is burning, daughter," Lord Edward said as if in awe.
The smoke was getting thicker.
"Lord Summers, shall I turn back? It's too dangerous!" The carriage driver yelled from outside.
Euphemia threw the carriage door wide open and leapt out of it.
"Maid! Where are you going?!"
