Alexander had been in a particularly dark mood since our drunken exchange. He woke long before the dawn and came to sleep long past nightfall.
I was beginning to suspect he was avoiding me on purpose. Though for the life of me I could not work out as to why.
The answer came in the form of Alexander himself on a cold and wet afternoon. Lucille and I had not been able to escape for our usual jaunt around the castle, as the rain had been torrential all day. Dark cloud filled the sky casting everything into a depressing gloom.
It was the type of weather that got into everything. The very clothes I stood up in felt damp and heavy. The castle was even colder than usual and the walls slick with condensation. Every fire burnt strong and bright in my chambers. My ladies sitting about the main
