Harry had accepted the order to guard the woman from Robert via Thomas. The instructions had came from his friend or so he had heard. Harry didn't want to let down a friend, especially one with such a cruel streak. The sister was attractive from what Harry saw of her in the crack of the door, but she was too pretty in a soft sort of way for Harry's liking. The orders were to keep her locked away, prevent her from being foolish, and to beat the snot out of Joseph Blacke should he appear.

The man carrying the bundle of blankets was not Joesph Blacke but rather one of their own; another of the Carrington brothers. His orders were barked too. Oh God! Harry hadn't meant to harm the girl. Robert would be livid if he found out.

"Oh!" Harry closed the open door after the man with the bundle and locked it. It wouldn't do to let her escape while he was away looking for fresh sheets. Someone would know where they are.