He had to admit it, he had run away.
Boris quickly walked down the hallway, his heart pounding hard in his chest as he made his way to his room. A place he hadn't slept in for months. He turned his head momentarily, eyes glancing down the hallway for a second before continuing as a slower stride.
'How brave of you,' he thought to himself in a heavily mocking tone as he let out a long sigh.
It had only been a few minutes since he ran away from Dominic's office.
They had had a brief discussion, himself, Kalmin, and the prince, and as soon as Kalmin stood up to leave, Boris had waltzed his way to the door with him and slicked away like a little weasel. He had looked back once at Dominic, his last eye-catching glimpse of the prince before he disappeared behind the door. Confusion and amusement had been smeared across his light-skinned face.
