Harold had been thinking about a lot of things lately, and meeting Tyra this evening hadn't helped. She had just succeeded in making him more concerned about everything. Usually, things like this didn't bother him too much. He knew that they wouldn't hurt Tyra, and he and Alvin could handle themselves. But now, there was Alicia. It would have even been better if she was the only one he would have to protect, but Alicia just happened to be a busybody who cared about everyone. He had a feeling that when there was conflict, instead of saving herself, she would want to stay back to save others, just like she had done when they had been attacked at the marketplace.
With a heavy sigh, he went to stand by the window in his chamber, staring at the painting of Queen Anne, which he now looked at as a painting of Alicia.
