From MC's Perspective:
As Don Blaire and his entourage strode past the second room, he suddenly paused mid-step. A fleeting smirk crept across his face as Gloria Moody crossed his mind.
He never passed up an opportunity to torment her, and this time, with his brother at his side, the prospect of harassing both wizards was even more enticing. His fingers twitched with anticipation.
"Young Master, what happened?" Gerald's voice broke through his thoughts.
Don turned sharply on his heel, his excitement only growing, and approached the door of the second room with deliberate steps. Standing in front of it, he rapped his knuckles against the wood with a hollow thud.
Knock!
Inside, Gloria's expression darkened. "It's definitely him," she muttered, her tone tinged with weariness.
"Sister, with his vile nature, he won't leave until he sees you," Daren added, his voice vibrating with barely suppressed rage.
