Rose heard a sound that made her stop pacing. She glanced at the door where she heard the sound and tried to move but it was too late to step out of view as the doors opened. She wrapped her arms around herself as she stood rooted to the floor.
Caius walked into the room, but he wasn't alone. Henry, the steward, and a few other servants were with him. Rose wasn't sure who looked more surprised.
Rose curtsied immediately, her eyes locking on the ground. She didn't say a word as she waited for him to speak, which was taking a little too long.
"I don't remember asking for you," Caius said and stepped closer, standing right in front of her.
Rose didn't lift her head. He smelled like ale and wine. However, he didn't seem drunk—not that she had time to get a closer look. Her hands suddenly felt sweaty as he loomed over her. It had been a while since she was in his presence.
