I had not expected Holland to be serious with what he said, but as time went by and before dusk, he would enter and leave my room with a servant by his side that was bringing in his necessary belongings.

I didn't want to fully let my guard down around him because I felt like he might be up to something terrible. He's never not up to no good, but at the same time, his body language gave off the opposite of what I was thinking, as he was being unnaturally nice to me and had been the one to serve me my breakfast and lunch in my room.

Although...