Claire's POV

"Your Highness." Accompanied by knocks, Alfred's steady voice came from outside the door. "Evans wishes to see you."

"Hmm." Just mentioning that name, Louis's temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.

"I knew he'd come sooner or later. Tell him to wait for me in my study."

"Understood, Your Highness."

"Can I go with you?" I leaned against Louis, tilting my head up, carefully requesting. "I want to know what Evans is up to, please."

My pleading gaze eventually swayed Louis. After a moment of contemplation, he nodded to me.

"Alright, but I need you to hide in the corner of the study, don't make a sound. Can...