"...Lady Esther, here is your request." A maid bows to me as I take the clothes she brought — clothes I had ordered fetched from Evelyn's room. I dismiss her with a wave, setting the garments on a small side table, and simply wait until Saluvia leaves the room.
"..." As soon as the door opens, I see her. She's carrying that clipboard of hers, and she looks me up and down as she tucks it among the clothes.
"I believe I owe you some information, considering Evelyn is your wife, so let's keep this brief." She gestures with her hand toward one of the rooms, and the two of us step inside; I close the door behind us.
"Make it brief. I want to see Evelyn," I say sharply. She shows a clear and total lack of interest in what I'm saying.
