He's gone?

Jumping in fright, I whirled around, with my heart at my throat. 

Dark eyes met mine as he stood right in front of me. 

I sighed in relief. "Oh, Arthur. It's you." My gaze flickered around, no one was nearby. The hallway lied eerie.

What was he doing up here?

A small smile tugged at his lips, expression tight. "You shouldn't be wandering here and there alone, dear. Especially in this wing. Achilles isn't very fond of it if someone enters here."

My head titled. And why was that?

"Uh, actually it's been years since I last visited here. So I thought to take a look around." I shrugged. "Whose room is that anyway?"

Glancing at the door, something washed over his face. But he masked it soon enough, not letting me understand anything. But whatever it was, it was… dark.

"It was his mother's room," he said, attention back on me.

Wa