William’s POV:
Staring out the window with a shake of my head, I stare at the female’s running across the garden thinking they’re being inconspicuous by sneaking out at night.
Glancing over my shoulder, I say to the guard standing behind me. “Keep a low profile and follow all of them, find out where they’re headed and what they’re doing.”
Bowing his head, he leaves my room at my command and I turn my attention back to the windows. Picking up my glass of wine on the windowsill I take a sip and turn away from the windows only to hear a knock on my room door.
I walk to the middle of the room and set down my glass of wine on a wooden table situated between two brown armchairs, there's a lit fireplace providing enough heat in the room that it feels nice to simply stand in my silk pyjama p
