Chapter 4

Ashton looked up and his eyes held a million emotions, but he carefully masked his expression and nodded. He handed Beau his computer and then led me upstairs. We walked into the room where just a few days ago, I had played chess with Jackson. "I like you, Elizabeth. You always think of the kingdom. I just wish things were different." If only I had known what had been going through his mind at the time. I felt bad for not realizing how sad his eyes had been. There was no way I could stay behind. I desperately wanted him to come back. He'd had to put up with so many things, especially after his soulmate died and he was forced to leave his friends. "Let's talk here," Ashton said, closing the doors. I walked to the sofa and sat down. "It's about yesterday." "I had a feeling it was," he sighed. I patted the space beside me. He was hesitant, but he sat down, still keeping his mask up. "I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings," I mumbled. "Why are you the one apologizing?" he frowned.