Chapter 100 Ashton

• No sooner had I arrived at my room the next day when we returned to the palace, the door busted open and there stood a furious Abby, her hands to her waist glaring at me.
• "Is that how it is now?" She started, the edge of her mouth quivering, showing how angry she was at me. "You don't tell me stuff again."
• "I swear it was not planned, Abby." I quickly dropped my shawl and took a stroll to her. "It was a spur-of-the-moment decision orchestrated by your brother."