Chapter 87

TYSON

She looked confused as if she did something wrong and straddled me over and I sighed.

"Wait.." I blurted out of the blue and her eyes widened.

"Did I do anything wrong?"

"No…not at all, I'm just tired. I'm sorry, let's do that some other time."

She nodded but the disappointment in her face was so evident but I tossed it aside.

I didn't want it to feel as if I'm being irritated at what she's doing which would hurt her more.

"I won't be able to attend the festival"

"Why?" She scoffed at me.

"Why? You know how obnoxious your mum can be when sees me talking more about attending this royal event."

"Stop being silly Marcella, anyone can attend this festival."

"You don't get it Tyson, I don't want to be anybody. I want to be with the Mudvilles. I want to sit next to you."

I swallowed and understood her point, that's not going to work. Mum will gouge her eyes out.

"I'm sorry, but just hang around okay. We'll sort this out soon."

She nodded and the door released a knocking sound.

"Yeah,