“No, please stay,” Wyleen begged as she watched Katakuri dress.
He sighed, wrapping his scarf around his neck and face once more, “I have to carry out my duties, dear. It isn’t a negotiable matter; it’s best you know this now.”
“I know,” she tried not to sound too disappointed.
“Good girl,” he said, lowering his scarf to kiss her forehead. “Go about your business. I will see you later this evening.”
After the door closed behind him, Wyleen looked around his room. Business? What business do I have to go about? Sliding down from his bed, she retrieved her garments that were scattered about the floor, putting them on before going back to her own room.
Making her way down the hall, Wyleen heard footsteps running behind her. “Wyleen! Where have you been all day? I’ve been searching for you
