Zachary opened the door again and saw that all the dozens of bodyguards, who had been so imposing earlier, were now sprawled on the ground. Only two men remained standing, looking down at the others with disdain.

"Is that all?" one of them sneered.

Aveline saw them too and was a bit surprised. These two men had such ordinary appearances-faces you could lose in a crowd. They wore plain clothes and had an unremarkable demeanor.

When they noticed Aveline, they bowed their heads slightly in respect. "Hello, Mrs. Tudor"

Aveline pressed her lips together. "And who might you be?"

The man in the black hoodie replied, "I'm Baron, and this is my brother, Braden."

Aveline paused for a moment, then asked, "As Lucas's men, why do all of your names sound so similar?"

First Brian, and now Baron and Braden. Were there more, like Bryan or Byron?

Baron chuckled, a pair of sharp canine teeth flashing as he smiled. "We're all orphans. Mr. Tudor thought it was too much trouble to come up with different names, so he just gave us similar ones." Aveline's confusion deepened. "But you look to be around Lucas' age. How did you end up working for him?"

Baron explained, "We met Mr. Tudor when he was young, and we've been with him ever since."

That made sense now.

Braden, growing impatient, muttered, "Enough with the chatter. Let's go."

He turned and began to leave.

apologetic look. "Sorry, Mrs. Tudor. We'll be off now. If you need anything, please feel free to

he hurried after

of your mind? How dare you speak to Mrs. Tudor like that? Have you forgotten what happened to Brian?" Baron chided, catching

them continued to find a suitable position to keep Aveline under surveillance from

...

lying on the ground. "What should we do with

the group. "Who sent

silent. After a moment, he got up, his expression cold and eyes filled with malice as he shot a final glare at Aveling before turning to leave. The rest of the men slowly stood

grew more

they were after Hilda. It seemed they wouldn't give up

inside. You haven't eaten yet, have you?

to the orphanage with

breakfast, she glanced at the time

was too late

had wings, she wouldn't be able to fly back

her frown, Zachary asked, "What's wrong? Did something

have a spare room? I'm exhausted and could use some

led her to an

said, "I'll take a nap. Let's deal

"Alright, you rest. No one

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