The next day.
Souta lay on the bed, eyes closed, and hadn't left the room since his arrival. He knew it was wiser to stay put as there was a chance trouble could find him. After all, some within the Rulman Household wanted Fadu gone, and he had escorted the boy back safely.
In their eyes, that made him an enemy.
Although he wasn't afraid of them, he preferred to avoid unnecessary conflict.
A sharp knock echoed from the door.
Souta turned his head. "What is it?"
"The Matriarch wishes to see you," a calm voice replied.
"Understood," Souta said, rising from the bed.
He smirked inwardly. It's time. The Matriarch will probably make her move now. He adjusted his clothes and stepped toward the door. A maid waited outside, her posture composed and professional.
"Follow me," she said after a brief glance. "I will guide you to the Matriarch."
Souta nodded and fell into step behind her.
