Xavier returned to the estate with Bryce still under his control. He handed Bryce off to a guard who would introduce Bryce to his new friends in the dungeon.
"You’re not going to explain to me how you got a priest to willingly follow you to your dungeon? I know how to keep a secret," said Isaac.
Xavier ignored Isaac and discarded his coat. He looked around for Selene but was greeted by Harold. "Is Selene busy?" He asked.
"She is busy with Lady Francesca. Her friend had arrived hours ago, and they had been upstairs since then. Lady Josephine is in her room. Packing, I believe. Your father visited today," Harold shared.
"I trust that he wasn’t welcomed inside," said Xavier.
"No, he wasn’t. They spoke at the gates, and your wife was safely inside," Harold replied.
"You said she is packing. Now is not the time for her to leave," Xavier said, walking off to find his mother. "Tend to Isaac for me, Harold. I will be back soon."
For the first time in his life, Isaac wanted to follow Xavier instead of staying with the scary butler.
"All I need is a chair to wait for him," Isaac said, trying to avoid eye contact with Harold.
"This way," Harold replied, leading the way.
Meanwhile, Xavier went up to the room his mother claimed as her own and found the door wide open.
"Where are you going?" Xavier asked, leaning against the door frame. "It is not safe."
"I am aware that it is not safe. Selene has already brought up that it is not safe, but I am still planning to leave. If I were with your father, would you be so concerned about me?" Jopsehine questioned, setting down her dress to take a break from packing.
"No," Xavier admitted. "It would be the two of you protecting your home. Now it is just you, and the humans behind the attacks might be looking for someone to kill as a message to the king."
"I am not afraid. Are you afraid?" Josephine asked, knowing Xavier’s answer already.
"I am," Xavier replied.
This surprised Josephine since she expected him to be confident he could take on anyone.
"Are you lying to get me to stay?" Josephine asked, taking a seat on her bed.
"No. I prefer to be honest with you about the state of the kingdom. If it were only me, I wouldn’t be afraid, but now I have a wife who has never fought a day in her life. I don’t mind keeping that way, but I worry when I am not by her side," Xavier explained his concern.
Josephine stared at the pile of clothes which needed to be put away. "I need a servant," she said.
Xavier listened to his mother leaving her room, most likely to find Harold, who was already busy. He walked right toward his bedroom and, upon opening the door, was greeted by a sight he would never forget.
"Lord Blackthorn," Francesca greeted Xavier. She took two steps away from Selene. "We were just playing dress up."
Xavier took in every bit of the sultry outfit Selene wore. "It is the kind of dress-up I would have liked an invitation to. I will leave you two to continue as you were."
"No, no," Francesca repeated, taking Agnes with her as she walked toward the door. "I am done here. She will need some help to take it off, and a strong man like yourself would be of more help to her than I am."
Agnes quietly followed Francesca, who was certainly up to no good.
The door was closed behind Xavier after he was given a little shove inside by Francesca.
"This is a wonderful surprise. I would have placed you to ask that she stay there to help you get undressed, and I would have to leave the room. What has gotten into you?" Xavier asked as he walked to Selene’s side. He turned her so he could help her.
"Between you and Francesca, you are the safer option. She has been dressing me up for hours, and I needed to be saved," Selene said, letting out a sigh of relief.
Xavier pushed Selene’s hair over her shoulder. "Don’t thank me yet."
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