After what transpired in the grand hallway three days ago, I haven't seen or heard from Henry since.
He placed guards to watch my every move. They followed me everywhere except when I was in the comfort of my room.
I got tired of the whole thing and finally decided to swallow my pride and confront him.
When it was dark, I left my room and approached his with the guards following close behind. I knocked on his door once and opened it without waiting for a reply. But as soon as I entered his room, I saw his mother there.
She was about to leave, but when she saw me, she frowned and arched an eyebrow, then sat back on the gold chair she had just stood up from.
Anger welled up inside me. All my attention was now directed at Mrs. What had she come here to do? I pondered.
"What are you doing here?" Henry's voice cut through my thoughts.
I stared at him for a few seconds. Should I tell him why I came, or come back tomorrow when he's alone?
