With long strides Henry went after Eadlin as she ran towards the Boxton mansion garden.
"Your highness." He called after her however Eadlin didn't stop, she seemed to want to put a lot of distance between them.
She ran into the garden, stopping by a large tree, she seemed unable to hold back her sobs as she slid downwards against the tree cupping her face in her palms and wept silently.
Henry stopped walking for some time watching her from the distance of where he stood.
After some time, he approached her, his steps now much slowed, he stood before her hearing the silent sounds of her weeping, however he didn't say a word, or rather, didn't know what to say.
"Why..." She suddenly muttered, her voice sounding sorrowfully soft yet muffled behind her palms, "...he should hate me, despise me for what my mother did, why did he have you protect me..."
