After our little stroll in the mansion's garden, Yves offered to walk me back to my room. I was in a good mood, and having him around was best to fend off unnecessary people. Who knows? Augustus might just be outside my room again — worst, in my room.
'Oh, me! Don't think such ominous things!' my mind hollered at the thought of Augustus being inside my room. I rolled my shoulders back, a habit of mine, before picking up a sword.
"Marsella." Yves' voice snapped me out of my thoughts as I gazed at him. "Don't come out alone during at night."
My brows furrowed as he cast me a side-eye, not stopping in his languid tracks. "What's so dangerous walking in the night?" I asked.
He just shrugged and remained quiet until we arrived in front of my room. I turned and faced him before entering.
