Mrs Claire’s POV.
The sudden sound of the rain storm about to pour was resounding on the roof. I waggled my old legs trying to reach my room. Stumbling over the stairs or a small stone everytime, I dreaded how weak my legs and eyes were becoming.
Strolling through the King’s chamber and heading to mine, I peered through, wanting to know what really happened between him and Emily. Sighing deeply while accepting that I could not just go into his room and ask him what happened, I decided to lurk around for a little bit just watching his chamber before I went into mine.
My eyes went to the staircase leading to his room, while looking across the room into the dark hallway. I thank the eyes of a wolf everytime it was late.
Without straining much to see, I could see the guards standing and w
