Covering her face in frustration, Beth groaned. She would refuse him now and whatever it was he was offering, that would be best, she finally concluded. Walking once more and back to him, she said. "I appreciate your hand of friendship, but I am afraid I would not be able to afford being your friend."
He was staring again. "Whatever do you mean by that?"
"I cannot be your friend. I am grateful for the breakfast and the invitation to visit the Castle with you, even more grateful for inviting my sister and my cousin, but I must decline on their behalf and mine."
"You are refusing me." He simply stated.
She bowed fully. "I apologize if I am being rude." She dared to look him in the eyes. He was not amused, nor was he enraged, his face held no expression. Beth did not know what to do after. With a slight stutter, she said. "I should leave now."
No reply.
