Jacob and I walked to the castle hand-in-hand. He was silent the entire walk. He wore a black suit with a blue tie and a white shirt today, and he looked handsome as always. I did not realize that we matched, so I had chosen a similar colored shirt to his tie and black dress pants. I pulled my sweater closer to my body with one hand, not willing to let go of his. At the base of the stairs, he stopped.
“What if…” He started and then stopped. “What if my father pulls us apart? What if he tries to separate us?”
I frowned. “What do you mean?”
Jacob turned to look at me. “I’ve heard rumors, whispers amongst the staff of the castle. I think he’s trying to end our engagement.”
I bit my lip. “Are you sure?”
Jacob shook his head, turning back towards the castle. “No. I
