Evanna wrung her hands together in front of her. She had to ask him this without causing an insult nor providing any attention to herself more if it may have been her who caused the root to suddenly appear out of nowhere. Raising her chin again, she straightened her shoulders and asked what was on her mind.
"Your highness, I know I have asked before, but I am curious about something.." Evanna began and glanced up at him.
"Hmm," He mumbled and steered her elbow in a different direction, leading her up more marble stairs. She was distracted momentarily as the familiar sight began to fold before her. They were going to the prince's quarters. Here there was a lot more privacy, with not many servants. Evanna looked back again and watched as Garrett stopped and turned the opposite way.
It was then she whipped her head back around and found herself in the prince's room. Evanna gulped down her trepidation and wrung her hands once more.
