Chapter One hundred and thirty three

“Why is the house void and empty? Where are all the maids?” Cameron questioned, taking in the beauty of the hallway as they walked past it.

“They are retired to their quarters, sleeping. You know how Mother always capitalises on retiring to bed early,” she replied, taking Cameron down another trip through memory lane.

“Yeah, yeah, I do.” He chuckled, trying to keep abreast of the moment.

“Welcome back; you’re finally here after all these years.” She spun back to look him directly in the eye and raised her hand to caress his face, suddenly realising how tall he had become. “How long has it been? Fifteen years?”

Cameron nodded his head in approval, suddenly ashamed of how long he had forgotten this place he had once treasured.

“Go to bed now and rest well; we’ll visit Mother first thing in the morning,” she urged, opening the door of his long abandoned room for him. “I’ve had it cleaned and arranged, but I also made sure it was exactly the way you left it. Welcome back home, princ