Derek's shoulders weighed heavily. Restlessness filled him.
Each step he took to his chamber was with a cold heart and a hard face. Finally he walked in, what greeted him was the sight of roses on the floors and on the bed.
His chamber felt like a whole new place. The light was dim and the air that hit him was the perfect time for lovers....but Derek wasn't in for all that.
He refused to take note of his surrounding. He decided to see it as it used to be. And he walked to his desk and unrolled a new scroll. He has to sent a petition to the King of England tomorrow morning. He has to make him know that he wouldn't be marrying his daughter, Elena.
He doesn't even have marriage in his plan. He doesn't want a family, neither does he wants a child. He won't continue his father's lineage. H
