Chapter Twelve: Why are you here?

It took a week for me to be released from the infirmary, and within that entire time, Elias hadn't come once to visit. Even though I hated to admit it, I couldn't help but find myself feeling disappointed. I knew that it was a good thing that he was keeping his distance; after all, the less he was around me, the fewer chances of trouble there were. However, I couldn't stop myself from hoping.

Wilson greeted me happily as I made my way out into the hallway. It seemed that Elias had at least sent him to escort me back to my room.

"How are you feeling now, Miss Valerie?" The old man asked as we began making our way to the servants wing.

Examining Wilson I couldn't help but notice that he looked extremely pale and had dark circles underneath his eyes. Healing bruises littered his cheeks and neck.

"What's wrong?" I asked, unable to contain my concern. "Who did this to you?"

"Nothing is wrong." Wilson insisted smiling, even though that smile didn't reach his eyes.

"You look exhausted and are