DUMONT

Alarick walked down the hallway wondering if he should go and see his father. He had gotten what he wanted from Charlotte but now he wasn’t sure if he should inform his father about his plan or not. He didn’t know what Cillian’s reaction would be. He paused and changed his mind. No, his father would just find out at the ball like the rest of the guests that would attend. Cillian may not like it at first but he would have to endure it for the plan to work.

Alarick ignored the thought of going to his father’s bedroom and approached his own. He opened the door to his bedroom and crossed the threshold. He threw his jacket on one side of his mattress before he plopped onto the bed and laid down. He raised his arm to his head and stared at the white ceiling. What had just happened between him and Charlotte? He had noticed that she was flustered to be so close to him but now he wasn’t sure it was because she wanted him. In some way she might have been playing him by acting innocent and pure
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