Sierra pov.

As I caught sight of William standing there, my heart raced with fear. I hastily moved away, my eyes downcast, hoping to avoid any confrontation.

Gradually, I lifted my gaze and saw that William had fixed his eyes on Henry. William strode over to Henry, who stood motionless, unflinching in the face of danger.

"What are you doing here?" William bellowed at Henry, his voice as cold and fierce as a beast's.

I wanted to intervene and explain that what he saw was a mistake, but before I could speak, Henry spoke up.

"Why do you look so angry, William?" he said, completely unfazed by the looming threat....