Seventy-One

Sally's POV

As I was walking towards my room, my grandfather's right-hand man, Mr. Aiden told me to follow him. I was hesitant at first but eventually did it. He led me to the tea room, in which I saw my grandparents and seven familiar-looking boys.

My heart dropped when I saw him, however, I tried to calm my expression. I bowed respectfully to my grandparents and nodded to the boys, a gesture that told them their presence was known.

"Mr. Aiden said you wanted to see me." I looked over at my grandfather, who was sitting right across from the boys.

He nodded. "I did,"

He checked my damp hair and newly changed clothes. "I see you playing in the rain again."

I had the urge to roll my eyes but went against it and remained silent.

"They came and waited for you for two hours. That was a rude gesture towards our guests." His voice was stern. This man and his manners and etiquette will drive me crazy one day.

I mentally groaned, I didn't tell them to come or even ask for them. "That is it?" I