Abigail pov contd
When my father had said that he would keep me home arrested, I thought that he was joking or just worried and soon he would be fine. But who would have thought that I was so wrong. It had been a week since i had won the competition but i was here, at home. Not even once had he let me go out.
I was just allowed to go to the training area and then back to my chamber. I didn't even receive the royal decree that I was appointed as the knight of the prince. It was all bizarre as it was looking.
Noah looked at me with apprehension these days as if I had done something. Even his behaviour was getting strange day by day.
"You are not doing it right. Do it again." he said as I moved my sword in the air.
I looked at him with confusion yet nodded. And did the step again, but he still shook his head.
"You are still doing it wrong, Abigail." he said as he moved towards my back and held my hand that was on the sword.
