Hearing footsteps outside the door, Kelwyn froze, his heart racing even faster. The house was supposed to be empty, especially the upper rooms. The servants might still be here, but there was no reason for somebody to be approaching an upstairs suite. Yet somebody definitely was, and he spun and started moving towards the window he’d left open behind him. It was in the bedroom, though, so he had to go through the whole of the parlor and cross the bedroom as well to get to it.
Even as he turned to flee the door swung open, and a male voice called out, “Who’s there?”
Kelwyn mentally cursed and dove for the door. He’d been being quiet! How had the stranger known he was there?