Staring at Rickard for help, Eleanor shook him awake and he sat up, rubbing a hand over his face. He didn’t bother to cover himself and stood up from the bed, making Eleanor’s eyes widen seeing him naked and strutting towards the door. Was he going to open the door naked? Eleanor thought with concern.
She saw him conceal the lower half of his body behind the door and then opening it. Before the door opened, Eleanor pulled the comforter over her head and laid back on the bed to hide.
“Yes, Dad?” Rickard asked in a hoarse voice.
“We have a meeting in an hour. I thought to inform you since you were late,” Bernard said to Rickard. “I wonder why Eleanor’s late as well.”
She heard the silence at the mention of her name and prayed that Rickard would make some excuse.
“I will be down in a few
