Simone. The name rang in his head. You idiot. To face the pressure of the Beast, just as both family flaws bore down on him? Far too much for a man of Edward's character. Didn't make him feel like less of an idiot. That and he was still pissed. Oh? And just how do you plan on stopping us?
"Her Grace is wise, and therefore knows better than to beat drums in search of a fugitive," beneath his soft words, his sincere tone, Edward seethed. "A lesson which I remain clearly and woefully inexpert. Please forgive my outburst. I am Edward Heinrich."
Edward follows Simone when she leaves.