Ophelia's POV
I was not going to pack anything; that would alarm the guards. They would flag me down and demand that I wait for King Julian. I did not want that, I wanted to leave as I could without being stopped by anyone. If I left with nothing, they would think that I am going for a walk. It was not like they would drag me and return me back to the house, that would be a violation that even Julian would not agree to. As much as he would be sad that I was trying to leave him, he would be pissed at the guards or anyone who touched me. I was his most prized possession and he would protect me with all he had even if it meant putting his own life at risk; that was what he had told me. I did not have a way of proving if it was true and without an iota of a lie. I had to take it at face value
