Lucy Wickshire - Chapter 237

“Father?” Amie asked. King Adrian chuckled at her words. He wondered how she managed to keep a straight face. Her face at this moment may have been innocent yet slightly confused, but he saw right through it. If one gave her a knife, she would have carved a flesh offering from his skin for the Venerable Lady.

“You try your wedding dress. Your fiancé and I will talk in the other room.” Mr. Krain said and nodded to the king to follow him. Amie’s eyes watched King Adrian as he followed her father. As he made to pass her, she grabbed his sleeve, causing him to pause.

“You did not think to tell me?” she whispered to him with innocent eyes.

“You have been busy.” he answered.

“You have a good talk then.” she said, but he could hear the hidden warning. He was not quite sure what she wanted him to leave out about them and about Walter when he talked to her father; after all, they had never really discussed this.

“Yes, I will.” he said and she let go of his sleeve, allowing him to walk away.

Many around interpreted her actions much differently. Mrs. Krain was quite happy her daughter got along well with the king. His constant smile only reassured her that he was not too serious a person. When she had first thought of the age difference between the two, she felt they would have nothing to talk about. He was much older than her and she worried that her daughter would have no footing with such a man. Now, she felt much more relieved.

Madam D’huile on the other hand did not think like Mrs. Krain. She may not understand Amie, but she knew King Adrian. That smile just now, was not indulgent at all. He seemed to be up to no good when he looked at the girl. It made her doubt that look in Amie’s eye. It seems the little Krain was not as soft as one would imagine.

The Grueviers on the other hand just had their eyes stung by a public display of emotion. This made Mrs. Gruevier almost snort. She felt that Amie was without home training, to not bow like the rest of them when the king arrived and even go as far as holding him back when he was going somewhere.

The King had followed Mr. Krain away, so Amie turned to Madam D’huile and smiled.

“Let’s go.” she said and led them upstairs. Amie’s mother glanced at her sister with a smug smile.

“Forgive me sister, I am too busy to entertain you right now. Let us talk next time.” she said, but the Grueviers had no intention of going anywhere. They had managed to get in after going through so much, now even the king was here, why would they leave?

“Don’t worry sister. I came today for an urgent matter and must see you tonight. I know you are busy and cannot dare to bother you at a later time. We will wait till you are free.” Mrs. Gruevier answered and the four immediately sat despite the hosts not caring for their presence.