….
Griselda shouts in anger standing.
"How could you, Aidan?" She asks, looking hurt and angry. Aidan makes a move to hold her, but she flinches and moves back, staring at him with hate.
"Oh… my apologies for overreacting. What was I thinking? I shouldn't have expected something different from your kind." She says, scoffing, while picking up a shawl, to leave the room.
"Where are you going?" Aidan asks.
"To see my servant girl. If she's going to be executed tomorrow, I would rather bid her farewell then." She says, leaving.
Aidan walks to a desk, sits for some minutes, before standing and leaving too.
Griselda walks through the dimly lit hallways and stairs, finally getting to the dungeons. Seeing some elders at the entrance talking in hush tones at the entrance, she pauses.
