Past
“Miss Charli?" Fredrick asked with concern in his voice as I rushed from the private hallway. “Is everything all right?"
All right? No!
I took a deep breath. If I couldn't stop whatever game Nox was playing from getting to me, I sure as hell could stop from showing it to others. Pausing only briefly, I replied, “Thank you, Fredrick. I'm not feeling well."
“May I help you? Do you need assistance getting to your room?"
“No, I just need to lie down."
“Really, Miss Charli, I don't mind. I'm sure your host wouldn't want anything to happen to you."
My host. I wasn't born yesterday. Maybe I was being paranoid, but I believed as soon as Fredrick escorted me to my room, he'd report my room number directly to Nox.
“No, thank you." I began to walk away. “That won't be necessary. I'm sur
