Ethan leaned against the wall of the carriage house, stifling a yawn. It was another night spent guarding empty carriages while chaos was swirling outside.
At least the moon was bright tonight. Ethan had always liked evenings like this: peaceful surroundings, a beautiful landscape, and a sense of security within the palace grounds.
However, he could not bring himself to relax too much.
After all, as mentioned, they were still in the middle of an evacuation. No matter how much he wanted to relax, there was no doubt that a threat was near. Otherwise, the Duke would not do something like this.
"Why do you think that His Grace issued an evacuation order?" Hart asked from beside him, just an arm's distance away. It was as though he read his mind just now. "Isn't it too sudden? He just got back early from the banquet over at Angelbay City and now he's suddenly acting like this."