Thomas didn't stop walking when he passed her room; rather, he walked past it a little too quickly. Rose's eyes widened in horror. Was this what the crown prince meant when he told Thomas he knew what to do?
Rose's stomach twisted, but she realized it wasn't as bad as it used to be, and something said maybe it wasn't such a bad thing. What better time would she have to make her request?
"Lord Thomas," she called again.
Thomas stopped but didn't turn around. He gripped his sword, and Rose realized for the first time that he had it on. Even the crown prince didn't carry his sword.
He didn't respond to her call, but at least he stopped walking. Rose immediately took that as a sign to say what she wanted.
"May I please go to my room first? I promise to go to the crown prince's room as soon as I change out of these heavy clothes."
"No," Thomas said stubbornly, his voice echoing through the hallway.
