*Storm's POV*

I lifted the Hem of my skirt and ran.

Scott was in his chamber, I was going to find out why he brought his mistress home. I had a terrible suspicious. I heard footsteps and stood aside.

The door opened, and I came face to face with the chief guard.

"Ma'am, the king wants to be left alone."

I thought fast. "The king specifically asked me to come see him in his chamber. He will be needing some massage."

"Okay then, go in." The guard gestured and waddled off.

I took a deep breath, then trembling, I stepped inside. Wondering if the confrontation was needed at this point....