Chapter eighty-seven

The next day, I headed down the stairs and I saw two guards standing alertly in front of a room. It was a sight to arouse one's curiosity and I thought it was Ethan in there.

As I walked towards the guards, the door swung open and Ariah walked out with a gloomy look on her face. Well, that was a surprise, why was Ariah being guarded? It was either Ethan or Lowell who had stationed those guards to watch over her. I took my guess, it had to be Ethan.

She bowed slightly to the guards who just nodded and grunted coldly, then she turned and saw me. I flashed a genteel smile at her and beckoned on her. I saw the reluctance and the look of disdain in her eyes, it was a mutual feeling.

She bowed slightly to me and I said, "You look like a mess, Freathen up and meet me on the balcony of my bedroom in twenty minutes."

She didn't object or say a word, I didn't even give her the chance, I just turned and walked away. I had Sally prepare a small table for the both of us, of tea and biscuits. I