From one of the windows beside the front door, Edgar watched Oliver ride through his gates on a horse with two other guards behind him. He had a growing headache which he planned to not make Alessandra aware of or he would be made to rest for more than he wanted to. It was boring laying around doing nothing.
Edgar didn't have any patience to deal with Oliver and any foolish questions he might have but he needed to get this conversation about William over with.
"Duke Collins," Oliver greeted Edgar when he entered the home. His eyes narrowed at the odd sight of Edgar. He looked pale and his shirt had wet spots of what Oliver presumed to be sweat or Edgar had just finished washing up. "You took so long I almost thought you weren't going to let us in."
