~ Twelve - Season III ~

Mother’s giggles were heard as I approached the dining hall.

The guards from the master bedroom told me that she and James were already having dinner. As I stood by the door of the dining hall, I straightened myself and knocked on the door.

The door opened and James’ page appeared, quickly announcing me into the room. As I entered, it was only Mother and James who shared the table.

“Robert, is there something wrong?” Mother asked immediately.

“Forgive me if I disturbed your dinner. I can return later,” I replied as I was about to turn around.

“No, son, you didn’t disturb anything at all,” James said, stopping me right on time. He stood from his seat and asked, “Would you like to join us? We can have a place prepared for you.”

“I appreciate your offer, James. But I will be having mine in my room,” I smiled as I kept my hands behind me.

James asked another, “Is there something you wish to tell us?”

I raised my hand, instantly showing the note. “Someone left this on my doorstep. I