{ Samantha's View }
It was a troubling moment, this.
At one place stood one good friend of mine that I made just recently and the latter, knelled in front of me, another friend, this one even closer and had known much longer.
I tried to make sense of what was happening and even after questioning Henry, I found no fault in him. So was Amelia wrong?...
Her look was filled with sorrow but I had no choice. There wasn't anything about Henry that seemed wrong here, instead if looked from his stand, it was Amelia who was the problem.
She had followed a noble, when he was at a discreet place doing his private thing.
So I stood at the alleyway and nodded to Henry and he turned to leave. I looked down at Amelia and was about to say something but this happened.
"Wait a second!"
Henry stopped suddenly and asked himself. He stood there for a while as he murmured something then he turned.
"Samantha… why are you here?"
"Hmm… what do you mean?"
"What brought you here?"
