I honestly have to say, I was weary letting strangers in. Oddly enough, I kept on thinking of Snow White. How the queen disguised herself as a merchant and showed up at the door. And Snow White- being kind hearted to the point of foolishness- let her in. And the result of her foolishness was that she was poisoned and put into a temporary sleep.
As I was thinking this, the man came from the kitchen.
"Thanks," he said, leaning against the wall casually.
I swallowed. The way he moved so... calculated. So cunning. Something uneasy stirred in the pit of my stomach. I glance at the clock. It was eight o'clock sharp.
Nervously, I toyed with the ribbon that tied my hair back in a loose ponytail. The man only watched me as I do it. I saw glimpse of sadness in his eyes. Or it was just me. Was I
