Prince Alexander leaned back on the chair, his eyes closing, his hand over his forehead. Ron stood close to him, his hand behind him.
"There does not seem to be much to Lady Sophia's background. They were quite simple and they went by their first names."
Alexander sighed, his eyes closing even tighter. Flashes of Charlotte's face, pale and almost blue, her hand dangling helplessly, it sent shivers running down his spine, his chest slightly filling with fresh apprehension.
What if she actually dies?
"Your Highness. I heard the maid Charlotte attempted suicide."
Alexander swallowed. "If you are guessing that I am the reason, then you are right."
Ron swallowed. "I do not know why you decided to keep up with Lady Sophia. You could even have her disappear forever, or rid yourself of her.
