Caught Red-handed
The sounds of metal clashing against each other could be heard in the distance but the Earl's attention had shifted when he heard a click coming from behind.
Right now, Earl Rutherford was inside a room on the farthest side of the mansion, on a higher floor that wasn't visited too often.
It wasn't too large and neither was it used frequently due to its distance away from the important areas of the mansion.
The only reason for the Earl to be in this place was its placement which allowed him to have a perfect view of what was below.
Therefore, each time he wished to take in this view, he would secretly come up to this room where no one would disturb him while he was here.
The time he spent here was supposed to be Rutherford's time alone with his thoughts so a look of impatience flashed across his eyes when he heard someone pushing the door open from the outside.