"He is better since you're here." She whispered leaning her face close to her ear.
A genuine smile formed on Roselyn's lips, wondering whether she could investigate the matter and ask her more. Her curiosity got the best of her, "why do you say so?"
"He was very upset after his father died." She replied, deceiving Roselyn who expected a different answer.
"How did King William die?" she asked but the young girl widened her eyes and put her finger near her mouth to shush her. Roselyn remained quiet when she heard footsteps approaching them.
The King passed by the dining room, not returning the smile Roselyn offered when she spotted his figure, he headed to the next room. Roselyn sighed, for how long was he able to hold a grudge?
She forced with all her good intentions not to talk to him. She slowly walked out of the room she was in to see where he was heading to.
