Chapter Twenty Seven

“Are they ready?” Alston asked Zachariah as his heart kept thumping wildly on his chest.

“Yes. They’re all outside, waiting for you.” Zachariah replied as he bowed down to him.

Alston nodded as he continued to pave back and forth the room. He was scared, for the first time in his life, he was damn scared and nervous about her. What if they didn’t leave the house? What if they decided to be tough? He saw the doubt on her mothers face when he dropped the key. He had seen how disappointed Arya was by the look she gave him. She could also be stubborn sometimes, what if she decides not to listen to him or them and stay in the house.

“Your highness..:” Zachariah called out again.

“Let’s go.” He pushed the thought at the back of his mind before walking outside. He had given them a chance, it was theirs to make if they wanted to take it or not.

“Your highness.” The while guard growled at his appearance.

“I want all of the place to be ransacked, every inch and corner of the house should not go