I look at my things that I just packed. I can’t help but remember the reason for my sudden loading of stuff.

Just this morning, I woke up because of the commotion I’m hearing. Silent whispers, voices that’s trying to not be heard. I slowly opened my eyes and saw an image of a man standing beside my bed.

The moment I opened my eyes, confusion struck me. A man? The servant’s chamber is full of women. How can a man possibly be here?

I adjusted my sight and my mind stopped functioning ...