Stormholt Manor
Alaric kept pacing back and forth, waiting for the physician to finish examining Eve. She got a few bruises after she was thrown out of the carriage.
"She almost died! I ordered you to keep her safe! What were you doing out there?" Alaric's stern cold voice sent shivers down their spines.
The four knights who escorted them were kneeling before Alaric, trying to reflect on their mistakes. Alaric reprimanded them for not being able to protect Eve during the attack of dire wolves.
"Forgive us, our Lord," they uttered in unison.
"Don't let this happen again in the future!" Alaric said through gritted teeth, staring down at them with his seething gray eyes.
"We shall see to it, our Lord! We won't make the same mistake."
Alaric rubbed the space in his eyebrows before signaling the four knights to stand up.
