103 Intentions- Part 3 (2/2)
His words weighed in her mind that night when she went to bed. Indirectly, it was her fault that the maid had died. She didn't understand why he refused to drink her blood now when he already had tasted it. The next few days, the lord made short conversations with her during the meals and the remaining hours he would disappear from her sight to be either locked in his study or in his room. She didn't know why but it felt that he was avoiding her and she felt hurt over it. She had done nothing wrong, not anything he could be aware of to be angry enough to avoid her so subtly. She was the one who had the right to be angry on him for killing the maid.
Maybe he felt guilty about it, thought Heidi. But it was Nicholas she was talking about here and the word guilt didn't associate with the man.
Sitting in the drawing room, Heidi sighed unable to read the book that she had been trying to read. She wondered if things had moved too fast between them. She had gone to his room to tell him about her but things had only gone haywire. She recollected what happened yesterday in the morning when Warren had just arrived in the hallways of the mansion entrance.
”What is this?” she asked him seeing the large rectangular box he held in his hands. Was it another dress from Venetia?
As though reading her expression, Warren spoke, ”It isn't from my mother. It's from me,” he said giving it to her. The lord who was being accompanied by the butler were in sight as they came to greet Warren.
”What's that you have there with you, cousin?” Lord Nicholas asked him with a smile.
”It's an archery set for hunting. Heidi was very good hitting the mark the last time we went hunting,” he then turned to speak to Heidi, ”I thought you might like your own bow and arrow than borrow others the next time we go hunting.”
”Thank you for being thoughtful about it. I will use it well,” Heidi thanked him, taking the box in her hand.
”By the way, I was going to go and visit the orphanage now. Would you like to come? Only if you want to of course,” he added the last line.
”Yes, I would love to go there with you,” she smiled taking a small peek at the lord as she said it who's gaze was locked with Warren with a smile. Heidi had thought it would bring out some sort of reaction out of Nicholas but it did nothing. Instead the man saw them, telling her,
”Please do enjoy yourselves and send love to the children from my side.”
Heidi leaned her back on the chair she sat, pondering about it. Hearing the door knock, she saw it was Timothy who held two glasses filled with wine in his hand.
”I hope you aren't busy for a drink,” he said entering the room, ”Nick is busy with something else down the dungeons right now and I thought it was a good time to share a drink with you.”
”What is this?” she asked taking the glass which he handed to her.
”It is a fine wine from what I acquired in the black market today. It's made of flowers, wild ones so you might find it a little strange at the start,” he warned her, taking a sip from his own glass and humming in approval.