At night, Malenda and I were sitting on the couch in my room. Octavious had some official circumstances that he couldn't come to my palace today. To take this chance, Malenda came to my room with some papers that my father had handed her before leaving Dormia. The night was so silent—the blazing sound of the fire of the fireplace and the parade sound of the guards outside were the only things that we were able to hear. Our silence was dead serious. Matters like that need to get more focus than any other things.
Whatever, Malenda looked a bit hurried to leave the room. Her unstable movement also making me distracted to see the papers. I ask the reason for her movement like that.
"What is the thing that is making you uneasy here?"
"Huh? Oh, nothing serious."
Malenda gave me an awkward smile. That smile was resembling her uneasiness about something. My curiosity peaked in my heart, and I again asked her.
