"Why are you asking for my permission? Let my wife in," Edgar replied. He never gave any orders that Alessandra could not venture down to the dungeon. Then again, one would think he wouldn't want her to see the horrible things that happen here.
"Wonderful," Katrina forced a smile. "All of you are coming to enjoy the show. You say she has a kind heart, but I am certain she is coming here to torture me."
"Why shouldn't she? After all you've done, she should get her revenge now. Alessandra can yell, curse, or even throw something at you if she wishes. This is a long time coming for her. To see you here. Alessandra," Edgar changed his tone when Alessandra stepped inside. "Why are you glaring at me?"
"You were supposed to be seated for dinner yet here you are. You didn't have the decency to tell me you were coming down here," Alessandra answered. She did not like eating dinner alone and though Alfred was there beside her, she needed her husband.
