"Is she..." Before I could complete my sentence, he cut me off.
"As much as I wish to keep you longer, You must hurry home now or else you'll be late for work." He intervened and safely placed his precious photograph back in his wallet.
"How did you..."
"No more questions. Now hurry on, my new granddaughter. You don't want to anger the prince." He held his expression, not an emotion in sight. There was something different about him, he did not look like just any ordinary old man. His gaze was scary at times, like he could command any man to bend to his rules and at this moment he looked as if he was suppressing himself. 'It could be anger? Confusion? Happiness?'. I brushed my thoughts aside as I waved him goodbye and ran all the way towards my apartment; For I only have less than an hour left to get dressed and ready for the day.
