Angelica paced back and forth in her room feeling anxious while her brother followed her with his gaze until he became dizzy and gave up.
"Why didn't you tell me first?" She scolded.
"I am sorry. I thought it was the right opportunity." He said.
She stopped pacing and looked at him. "Why did you tell him?" she asked curiously. She thought he liked the King the most.
"He is honest. If I tell him, I will know his intentions. He won't pretend to be kind and then betray me."
Angelica didn't know him as much as her brother knew him, so she trusted his intuition. "What about the King?"
"I can't know for sure if I can trust him." William replied.
If the King was a charmer, then it would be hard to know what he was thinking if William told him. She was proud of her clever brother.
