We walked silently, I was stunned at the architecture, the works of his castle were exquisite with expensive decorations and Royal Indian style handworks.

“I think I will get lost here.”

“I don’t mind finding you.” He flirted.

“Hmph.”

As I was hoping to memorize the way, he stopped, pointing at a large door, “Anyways, this is her room. She has arthritis so she can’t walk much. She is a religious and sweet lady, you will get along with her.” He informed me, flashing an assuring look.

“Where is your room?”

“On the first floor, last one to the left.”

I hummed as he pushed the door open, taking a...