Prudence got up from where she sat. She realised that there was something she was supposed to understand and listen to but her mind wasn't working much. She felt violated and out in the open with the way she was right now. Prudence was practically freezing. She needed time to wrap her head around the things that had happened today.
With so much on her mind, Prudence wished there was some place she could go to where she would feel a little safer.
No matter how much she rushed her mind through, there was only one person who came to her mind at this time. The only door open for her. In this manor, there was truly only one face who she would rather go to help her. Nicola was sure the nicest here but there was someone who Prudence felt safe around.
Small candlelight flickered inside the room in front of her. Vincent was the one who had made her this mess but she did not know who else to go to.
He was the safest place in this manor.
