King Silas
I didn’t even have to wait ten minutes before I heard a knock on my front door. Right away, I rushed to the door and opened it to see Constance standing on the other side with her violet eyes downcast in shame.
Not wanting her to feel anxious about being there, I quickly mumbled, “Thank you for coming over right away. Please, come in and have a seat.”
Constance rushed past me with her long, light brown hair brushing against my shoulder, while keeping her eyes downcast and respectfully responding, “You’re welcome, my king.”
Once she was sitting on the couch, I sat on the recliner, so it would be easier for me to talk to her, then I sheepishly admitted, “Constance, I asked you to stop by because I need your help. As you’ve probably already heard, I found my
