Thread:Vox and the Vendetta/@comment-27147599-20180109035748/@comment-34052734-20180201011128

“We are discussing the war plans,” One spoke clearly, tiredly. “None of which you should be concerned of. Carry on to your mystery murder game while we do our work.”

Sir James hadn’t dare nod in agreement, even though he concurred. Every time, the same thing would happen: they would be speaking, she would drag the topic until her father arrived. Simple as that. It’s as if she didn’t exactly trust the men trying to protect her and her family.