Chapter 207: Undid The Mask
Thomas didn’t stop walking when he passed her room; rather, he walked past it a little too quickly. Rose’s eyes widened in horror. Was this what the crown prince meant when he told Thomas he knew what to do?
Rose’s stomach twisted, but she realized it wasn’t as bad as it used to be, and something said maybe it wasn’t such a bad thing. What better time would she have to make her request?
"Lord Thomas," she called again.
Thomas stopped but didn’t turn around. He gripped his sword, and Rose realized for the first time that he had it on. Even the crown prince didn’t carry his sword.
He didn’t respond to her call, but at least he stopped walking. Rose immediately took that as a sign to say what she wanted.
"May I please go to my room first? I promise to go to the crown prince’s room as soon as I change out of these heavy clothes."
"No," Thomas said stubbornly, his voice echoing through the hallway.
Guards stood in front of the crown prince’s room, but they were fewer than normal. Rose could only count two. It was probably because of the ball. Usually, they lined the pathway leading to the crown prince’s bedchambers.
Rose stood right in front of her door. She wasn’t going to go to the prince’s room without changing or at least having a moment to herself and preparing before she had to face him.
Besides, she didn’t think the crown prince would return soon. The party was most likely going to go on all night. She’d rather spend most of her time in this room where she was more relaxed. The crown prince’s bedchambers put her on edge, and even though she knew she was alone, it always felt like he would jump out of the corners—or worse, she might stumble on a secret doorway by accident again and have to endure another whipping.