Yara's expression didn't change as she feigned ignorance. "Sir, I saw that you weren't feeling well, so I took the liberty..."
"Where did you make the tea?"
Alvin Morgan didn't believe her for a second and was already striding toward the door.
"Sir, this is a restricted area of The Phantom Trove. You can't just barge in." Yara's expression darkened slightly as she stepped forward to block him.
"Where is she?"
"I must ask you to go back."
Outside the door, The Phantom Trove's bodyguards had already surrounded them.
Alvin Morgan was forced to stop. He looked at them for a moment before turning back into the room with a grim expression.
Augustus Colby had already stood up, ready to see his guests out. "I will relay your request to the Master. If there is nothing else, I must ask you all to leave."
The Phantom Trove was likely the only power on the Continent of Southeland that didn't defer to The Royal Family.
