Meanwhile, The world outside their chambers seemed far away. It was different there because the maids were there knocking endlessly.
Alaric heard the knock too, of course, his keen ears always attuned to the sounds of the castle. But he ignored it, his jaw tightening with impatience. He wanted no disturbance. Not now. Not when he finally had time with his wife.
'They'll leave,'he thought darkly.
Outside, the three maids stood, glancing between each other as the silence dragged on.
Priscilla huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "This is outrageous! We've been knocking for far too long," she snapped, her tone sharp. "What could they possibly be doing? They must know we're out here!"
