Maria did not know where exactly she planned to go, but she did not want to be in her room.
Her feet carried her across the palace while she was on autopilot-- her mind playing the date over and over again in her head.
Where did it go wrong, exactly? She wanted to know.
Like Rafael said, it really was the perfect date, so why did it not feel right when he had kissed her?
When Maria came out of her thoughts and looked to see where she had drifted to, she saw that she had made it to the wing the suitors were staying in; in fact, she had stopped in front of someone's room in particular.
Before she could think about what she was doing, she lifted her hand and knocked on the door.
The door swung open to reveal Arthur, and he looked at her with a face of surprise before it was replaced with a mischievous, crooked grin.
"Maria? I was expecting you, but even I didn't think you'd be back this soon," he said with a tsk.
