It's been two days. Now, three days of nonstop rain and skies were far from clearing. I had yet to see Drevon; I don't think he had come into our chambers for a while. Maybe he did when I wasn't awake.
It was slowly eating away at me, and my entire existence screamed at me to go to him. But every time I did, I'd linger outside the door and make no attempts to go in.
I even saw Lucan, who urged me to see Drevon, but I'd just walked away. Sometimes, I'd crouch there for a few minutes, and Lucan would talk with me, and I'd ask him about Drevon.
Lucan would always reply with; Why don't you see for yourself? I knew it was an endeavor to get me to see him, but it never worked.
I needed something to distract myself with, so I thought about seeing the Dowager and discussing the courts. There were many plans I needed to make to ensure the inner court was solid, and I also needed details about the Dowagers.
