SCARLET’S POV
When I entered the room, Carl was standing and was waiting for me while Hedrick was sitting by the corner and busy with his sword. He was cleaning it and trying to make it shine as bright as it could.
My heart skipped a beat at the sight of the sword. Even though this wasn’t the first time that I am seeing either of them attending to their swords, I could not help but think that the sword was for me. This sword seems to be the most important thing to him on earth and he never jokes with it.
I was tensed and I got hold of my breathing as I could not want to annoy any of them with it. My legs were shaking and I was struggling to maintain my balance with it.
“You sent for me, Carl,” I said as soon as I entered the room.
He looked at me and turned his face away. His look was
