Chapter 34: I’m not like you
Cass barely knocked on the door as he pushed open the door to her office. He’d swept in, surprising everyone after ignoring them for a full week, but he was finally done.
He had to put a stop to this lunacy or he was going to have another ’magical meltdown’.
Lady Fiona, who had been diligently working away at her desk, blinked, taking her glasses off as Cass stormed in with a sour look on his face. His back was straight, his clothing in perfect condition, and not a silver hair was out of place. Lady Fiona looked much the same.
Ever the appearance of a capable, powerful heroine, she sat at a wooden desk not so unfamiliar to his own. Only her stacks were quite a bit smaller than the ones on his, and her room had a more muted floral tone to it.
"Lord Cassian. I didn’t expect to see you today." Lady Fiona said. She didn’t sound hopeful, or even upset. She sounded neutral. Cass knew why.
They hadn’t seen each other in a week, and she had been pestering him with gifts and requests to see him all that time. He had ignored every last one, but now he was here, in her office, much in the same way that she had stormed into his office last.
Cass sighed, hating how it imitated her behaviour, but he couldn’t take it anymore. It was getting too much, and he needed it to stop.
"Lady Fiona, I am sorry for the sudden arrival, but I urgently needed to speak with you." He told her and she straightened her back. She put down her pen, about to get up.
"Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. What was so urgent that you needed to speak to me right away?" She asked, genuinely concerned. "Has something happened? Do you need assistance?" It was clear that she was desperate to help in any way, so Cass hoped that this would make it easier.