Peggy waltzed into the dinning room and took a seat. She crossed her arms over her chest. "What do you want from me?" She asked.
Clyde growled. "Did you tell your aunt Carol about Evelyn?"
"So what if I did?" She smirked.
Clyde dashed across the room and smacked her hard on the cheek. "You have no idea what you have done!" He seethed.
Duke Henry gasped as he watched Clyde slap Peggy. "Enough!" He shouted. "Peggy, tell me that you did not send a letter to your aunt Carol about Evelyn?" He pleaded.
"I don't see why that matter," Peggy snapped. "Isn't it better for her to learn from a witch instead of a bunch of vampires?"
Before Clyde could reach out and slap her, Duke Henry's large hand landed on her cheek. "You stupid girl! What have you done?!" He shouted. "You have no idea what they will do to her!"
