Ana who was blinded by rage that she has been treated like a child didnt even care about his appearance at the moment. She shut the door and glares at his back view.
"I cannot belive you would do that to me. I am an adult who is allowed to make her own decisions. You can't just keep me whereever you want when you want." She glanced at Marcey but didn't notice the knife pressed to her chest. "And..." she paused and glanced at Marcey again. Blinking to make sure she was actually seeing right. Why would Miss Marcey have a knife to her chest.
She had overheard Ethan talking to the King about how someone might be in Marcey or something.
"Ana, I need you to go back. How did you even leave the room?"
She clears her throat and stares at Ethans back view. "I...I don't know. What is this? Are you and Miss Marcey fighting or something?"
