[Chapter Twenty-one]

“Master”, the sun had set already the night sky was very dim. The man had a few streaks of graying hair, his black suit silently flapping as the winds carried it. The maid had long been waiting for his arrival but he didn’t mind her one bit. He continued to stare from the balcony of the second floor, he kept watching the sky which had no moon.

“How is Anna?” He inquired after a long pause of silence.

“Mistress is currently resting, she had not seen them yet”, the maid diligently answered without missing a heartbeat. She was meekly waiting for his command at the doors of the French window, she did not want to come any closer to him while he is still contemplating on his own.