Valet ran out of the room in a flash and fear gripped him as he ran down the stairs case, where did she go. He couldn't even catch a glimpse of her, different questions kept popping up in his head about what might happen to her, 'did she fall down, did she hurt herself' those were the questions valet was asking himself as he kept running, surprising the maids and guards watching. He never cared about the palace rule anyway, he does whatever he wanted as the only son and prince and the king never minded it.
'Damn....don't be negative all your life, she's going to be fine ' Valet cursed himself inwardly as he kept searching the palace for his wife, he suddenly screeched to an halt when he saw her standing by the fountain.
He rubbed his nape sheepishly as he gently approached her, "Jen" he uttered. When Jen heard her name from his mouth, her brow arched and she turned to walk away from him, not answering him.
