Chapter 256: To The Manor
Rose paced her room. She forced herself to stop biting the nail of her thumb. The poor thing was sore as chipped but it was hard to do when her only plan had just come crashing down on her face.
Thomas would have been nice to even properly refuse her, not walk out on her—but she didn’t expect anything less from the pompous, spoiled lord. He was somewhat nicer now but he was still an annoying brat.
She wrapped her arms around herself. She was out of time. Tomorrow, they will leave for Futherfield. Things had been awfully quiet, and she hadn’t seen the crown prince in a while.
Should she go to him? Was that really her only option—to rely on the jerk? Rose sighed. She could do it, for her mother. It wasn’t that she couldn’t, but who was to say he wouldn’t tell her no just to spite her?
He had already refused to let her see her mother, and now he wouldn’t even call for her. What was another refusal to him? Rose tried to convince herself that even if he would refuse, she wouldn’t know unless she asked and this matter was too important not to confirm.
She was still in the middle of contemplating this when she heard a knock. It was loud, impatient, and it startled her. "Yes," she said as she walked to the door.
Rose pulled the door open to Thomas’s scowling gaze. Her first thought was that if he kept scrunching his face like that, he would start to look older than he was. Her next thought was What was he doing here?
"What are you do—"
"Let’s go," Thomas said before she could even finish the question.
"Go?" Rose asked, puzzled as she looked around. But it was just Thomas in front of her, excluding the guards.