Chapter 307: It’s affecting us
Scarlet looked at the documents on which Alaric had been working for the past few days, her eyes narrowing as she read through the dense text. "Damien Von Grimm..." she murmured, the name sending a chill down her spine. She couldn’t fathom why Alaric would be investigating someone like Damien, who was no more.
"Scarlet, what are you doing here?" Alaric’s voice broke through her thoughts as he entered the study room, his tone carrying a hint of concern. "I was looking for you in the bedchamber," he added, his eyes falling on the papers in her hands. He immediately understood that Scarlet had seen what he hadn’t intended to share.
"Isn’t Damien dead? Why are you looking into him, Alaric?" Scarlet questioned, her voice tinged with worry and confusion.
Alaric sighed and took the documents from her gently. "Damien is immortal like us. We highly doubt he is dead," he explained, placing the papers inside a drawer and locking it securely. He then met his wife’s gaze, trying to reassure her with his calm demeanor.
"Are your brothers also looking into this?" Scarlet inquired, her curiosity piqued and her concern growing.
"No. They are busy with other matters," Alaric replied, a hint of frustration in his voice.
"They’re busy with their own lives. They don’t care about all this like Prince Alaric does. Damien is dead. We all saw it with our own eyes," Scarlet pronounced, her tone firm as she tried to convince herself as much as him.
"I understand your concern," Alaric said softly, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Let’s head to bed now. It’s late."
"You won’t look into it anymore, Alaric. Promise me," Scarlet insisted, her eyes pleading with him.