It was evening by the time they got back home.
Edward let out a small yawn as he finally saw the silhouette of the Myrvale manor come in to view on the horizon.
"Finally..." He mumbled, his blinking away the moisture in his eyes.
He leaned back on his seat, processing what had just happened to him.
They had gotten ambushed.
And Calen had probably... killed them all.
Now for some reason he had decided to be his driver.
Well, Edward knew the reason why. He was still a little puzzled about why he couldn't have found anyone else in a nearby town.
By the time they reached the estate, the sun was already dipping into the earth, and darkness was taking over the sky, the midnight blue reminding Edward a little of Selene.
"Son!"
The duke was already waiting by the main entrance when the carriage came to a halt.
He helped Edward get off, and then suddenly looked at Calen and his bloodied armour, his expression a little confused.
"What happened to the driver?"
