"Grand Duke, Caelestis!" he called out, and it took only seconds for Caelestis to appear near the stairs. Eleanore appeared moments later, moving quickly despite the late hour, her robe hastily tied.
"We have him," Victor said. "Alive, which took considerably more effort than I'd have liked. He's the one the Grand Duchess described as working in the greenhouse."
"Victor—" Eleanore descended the stairs, her eyes sweeping over the state of him, the torn sleeve, the bruise already blooming along his jaw. "You're all wrecked." She stopped before them, her gaze flicking briefly to Laurent and Azriel just as beat up as Victor. "What happened?"
"There was an explosion," Laurent explained, his voice still a little unsteady. "Caused by this man."
