Serene
Surely she had no reason to be doing this. He was a big boy, purely capable of taking care of himself, just like how he took care of all the other girls in the palace.
It wasn't like they were friends either. If Andrew wasn't injured, like Mariam had informed her, he would've been a better fit for this job. But, alas, it wouldn't be right to force him into this when he needed bed rest.
She stood in front of her mother's portrait. If her guess was right and he was in here, there had to be a way to open the door without breaking an arm in the process.
The wall felt rough and cold under her palm. Something had to be here. It's not like he can just walk through the walls without needing an entrance.
Ow!
Serene withdrew her arm immediately. A splinter was right there, lodged in
