Chapter 11

“Nice to see you finally awake, Ms. Hawthorne.” Ealdorman Amos exhaled sitting in a chair next to the bed in the dark.

Bridgette screamed as she grabbed the cover and quickly sat up in bed. “Why are you here?”

“You’re late!’’ The Ealdorman paused. “ We have so many things to go through and you are late!” He stood up and moved away from the bed.

“You can’t be in here!” She grabbed a pillow and gripped it tightly against her chest. “This is absurd.”

“This isn’t absurd, you are late, that is absurd.” Amos raised his voice while rolling his eyes and leaned on his long staff with both hands swaying. “I was let in by your page at the door.” He pointed his boney finger to the door as a young blonde girl quickly closed it on the other side.

“I didn’t know I had to do something today,” Still clutching the pillow as she looked around the room realizing Raiden wasn’t there.

“He isn’t late, I’m sure. Get dressed,