After a couple of minutes, Mr Carigan returned to his office. His eyes staring at me a little longer than normal as he kept holding on to the doorknob, as if he needed it to steady himself after running throughout the entire castle.
“If you could please follow me, the Queen would like a word with you, Sir Milo.” My forehead frowned as I looked at the Queen’s advisor.
“I thought the Queen didn’t speak to anyone today?” The advisor nodded his head, and I could have sworn I saw little beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
“Yes, but she had made an exception. Please, if you would follow me.” He spoke again, urgency in his voice. I looked at Ginnie, who gave me a small comforting smile as she stood up, making me follow her as I placed my hand on the small of her back. We left the office
