Come on, my little Friendship

Henry

"Mr. Dashwood, wait a moment," she rushed, blocking my way out. "Did she really go through all of that?"

"As I said, we had to hide her in our carriage to prevent the men from finding her. Can you imagine what they would do to her? Besides killing her?"

"My God," she blinked, letting a few tears escape. "Why would they do that? I need to talk to her."

"No, I'll talk to her first," I stopped her from advancing.

"I won't say anything to anyone," Georgiana assured. "I'll help her however I can."

"Thank you," I sighed. I knew once she understood the situation, she would help her friend. "Can you take me to her?"

She silently led me through some corridors until we approached a closed door. She knocked, waiting for a response that didn't come.

"Emma, open the door, we need to talk about this," she requested.

Did Emma tell her? How did she find out?

"Emma, come on..."

I approached, taking control of the situation.

"Emma, open the door," I asked. "I'm here now."

For a moment, I thought