*Mika*

A massive snowstorm decided to hit on the night of our plan. I couldn’t see very well, so relied upon Reginald right now for guiding me. We stuck to the shadows while Percival strode about out in the open. Prior to our departure, his expression was unreadable. No doubt, he’d been hurting inside, probably a mixture of fear and anxiety for facing the woman who’d done so many horrible things to him. There was determination in those silver eyes of his as well.

His ...