Chapter Thirty two

Emily's POV

I had been allowed to move around freely for a week now, but the guards still followed around but maintained a generous amount of distance which I was grateful for. I didn't want anyone suffocating me with their presence.

The young maid who was about my age whose name I had forgotten and was too embarrassed to ask seemed to be the only one who wanted me here apart from Claire and maybe Alfred the old man.

I hadn't seen him in ages, did he get fired? I couldn't tell what his relationship with the king was.

It was all very confusing and the less information I knew, the better.

I wasn't allowed to go anywhere, although I was allowed to wander through the hallways, the gardens and even the library.

Today I noticed a door I had been so ignorant about and my curiosity drove me into it.

“What is this?” I asked one of the guards who was standing far from me.

“It's a storeroom,” he said with an indifferent expression.

He seemed to have no emotion in his voice at all. He could pas