-Arthur POV-
"What has been consuming your mind my beautiful Arthur?" My mistress asks.
I lift my eyes up from my empty goblet. The rims are stained red.
"Not a thing, mistress. My mind is always consumed by you." I lie.
She smiles, feeling satisfied with that answer. "Good. Just how I like it." She mutters.
I do have to be careful, she is not stupid.
We all stand when she gets up from her dining chair and retires to her room for the night. Amir gets up from his spot and follows after her as he always does. Like a stupid little kiss-ass puppy. When our mistress walks out of the dining room, the rest of us sit back down.
I go back to looking at my empty goblet. My head is really filled with Harley. This is the first time I really hated leaving the school and the first time I can't
