"Young master, did you take a detour?" Alfred asked as he approached Edgar's carriage as it parked right in front of the stairs leading to the main door. "Is that Alessandra Barrett? Why is she here?"
Alfred was not informed of Alessandra coming to stay tonight. They were supposed to leave early in the morning with an extra carriage to collect her things but Edgar was right here carrying Alessandra in his arms.
"She is hardly wearing anything to protect her from the night air," Alfred was worried she might catch a cold. "And where is your coat, Edgar?"
"She is now Alessandra Collins. I hope our bedroom has been prepared for her to use tonight," Edgar said as he walked past a stunned Alfred.
