Chapter 265. The Fiancée

TAWNY

I hardly slept at all last night. The thoughts of the family's situation from yesterday played on my conscious. Wondering what happened to them after they were let go, where did they go? Would they be looking for food again and run into the same circumstances? I hoped not.

I wanted to go find them–help them. Provide for them. The little boy's pale face and malnourished body were a vision I couldn't shake. It was Mason who held me back, stating that it was not our place to interfere. He didn't know of my grandfather's wishes and proposition to make me queen. That was something else that kept me awake in the late and early hours of the night.

I didn't know what to expect when I came here. It certainly wasn't this. The impression I had of my grandfather before I arrived was slowly changing. At each turn, he kept contradicting what I thought I knew. Surprising me. I was determined to be indifferent to him–to hold him at arm'