When Roselyn returned to the castle she was looking at John's brother with different eyes. She wasn't angry anymore, she was almost feeling sorry for him. Being rejected by his mother and calling him like that was probably the worst thing that could happen to a kid.
"I am sorry…" Roselyn said, hinting at a shy smile as she looked at John's brother.
The murdered looked at her with a questioning gaze but limited himself to nod, he highly doubted that anyone would feel sorry for him. When he had never received love or positive feelings, he began to believe that he didn't deserve affection or understanding so he doubted everything.
"Did you lose your mind?" John asked Rose with an almost scolding tone of voice.
"I have seen what happened to him, he isn't as bad as you think he is," Roselyn whispered leaning close to John's ear but he gestured like if he didn't want to hear any of that.
