The Letter From Her

(From Leandro's Perspective)

I lay down on the bed. It was daytime. I had worked all night, so I was resting right now. It was not like I needed to rest physically, rather I just needed to rest my mind for a while.

Ella should be at the palace right now. I wondered who she went there with. She should not know the route at all. And more importantly, I forgot to give her the sketches that I drew for her so she would be able to know the way. I placed them all inside a brown leather file, but I found it with my stuff. 

"The hell am I doing? Who knows who she went with? If it's her father or that friend of hers, then it's okay." 

There should not be any other men or brats around her. That was why I was kind of relaxed. But I missed her. Even though it had been just a while since we were away from each other, I already missed her. 

"My lord, there is a letter for you," I heard a servant's voice from outside the door.