The servant's expression shifted to one of mild confusion. "Madam Rose is taking care of a guest."
"Guest?" the brothers echoed, bewildered. This was the first they had heard of any visitor. Esme hadn't mentioned anything, and anxiety swelled within them. What kind of guest required her attention, especially at this hour?
As they exchanged worried glances, Kay's brow furrowed, and Jay bit his lip, frustration mingling with fear. They felt a sense of helplessness wash over them. This wasn't like Esme.
"Who is it?" Ray asked, his voice barely above a whisper, as if the very question held too much weight.
The servant shook her head, a hint of concern flickering in her eyes. "I'm afraid I don't know, sir. But Madam said that after you guys freshen up, you should come down too."
