I watched him walk in through the door, and I hugged my knees tighter, pulling them impossibly closer to my chest, hoping that it would somehow shield me against the onslaught of words that was bound to come my way as soon as he saw me, because at this point in time, I had absolutely no energy to deal with him, to deal with his anger.
Because I was sure that he was angry.
Who wouldn’t be, after what I had said, what I had done?
And yes, perhaps it wasn’t as serious as I believed it to be, but that didn’t change the fact that it was important, to an extent.
After I had left the greenhouse, I had come straight here, with my dinner plate and everything. I had passed multiple servants in the way, and although many of them had given me a strange look, there wasn’t a single one of them w
