Guilty Conscience

Without speaking to the servants who were watching her act a little bit crazy, Gwen hurried to her father's bedroom and started knocking repeatedly on the door but got no response. She tried to open the door but it was locked.

"Huh!" Gwen was stunned. It was unlike her father to lock his bedroom door. Where did he go to? Today is a Sunday and he doesn't work on Sundays.

Snapping out of her worrisome thoughts, she hurried to her mother's bedroom door and did the same thing but it was also locked.

"Where the hell is everyone!" Gwen yelled at the top of her voice. She hurried down the stairs just in time to see her mom coming out or was it sneaking out of the inner drawing room?

"Mom!"

Regina, who wasn't expecting to run into anyone, flinched at the sound of her daughter's voice.

"Sweetheart, you scared me."