A knock came on my door after thirty minutes of solitude and piling questions, and I slowly turned to the door. It opened slowly and the head bodyguard walked in, immediately donning a sly smile.
"Sir has asked to bring you down for dinner." He emphasized the sir, obviously making mockery for me.
"I can walk on my own," I retorted, not minding the fact that I probably sounded haughty. He did deserve it, because somehow, he is part of the reason why I am stuck here.
I pushed myself off and he watched me do it. I stood up slowly and brushed past him and out of the room.
Determinedly, I made my way out to the balcony. Below it, Carl was standing close to the dining with his phone in his ear. At this point, I was more scared of that phone than I was of snakes.
I made my way slowly down t
