Keneth's eyes opened. He was confused by the room that seemed foreign to him. The stone walls surrounded him, the warm fireplace in front of him, the high window on the right, and the warm and comfortable bed on which he lay surprised Keneth. In all his life, he had never slept in a place as luxurious and comfortable as this.
"Where am I?" Keneth muttered as his eyes caught someone's reflection.
"You are in Linlithgow palace," answered Louisa, who was beside him.
Keneth begins to collect his memories, how they met his father, Louisa's stabbing, and Isabel's stabbing, where he finally received the stabbing.
"Isabel?" Keneth whispered.
"She has returned to England, Isabel's parents brought her. She always asks how you are, when you are still asleep, she always takes care of you," answered Louisa.
"My dad?" Keneth asked again.
