CASSANDRA’S POV
This was absolutely f*****g great. I was staying in his room. If not for the fact that he technically fled, I would have given him a piece of my mind.
Well, that is if my head doesn't get fried with him around.
I didn't know where, but my nose could sense foul play somewhere. My face went pale and I think my soul left my body and hovered around
I wasn't dramatic but something in my mind told me this was a trap. "Are you alright madam?" Gregory asked, looking a bit panicked.
I shook my head then took a deep breath. A real deep breath to get myself together. "Do I look like I am fine?" I asked him, sounding tired. The poor butler's face changed. Pity and guilt fleeting through his eyes
I could not be mad at him. He was only taking orders. I tried to reason, but the i
