A maid passed the corridor where Rosalind and Rowan were walking, and she bowed to Rosalind, who returned the gesture before they continued.
But Rosalind stopped abruptly when she noticed Rowan was no longer beside her. He had paused a few steps back, where the maid now stood in front of him.
Rosalind's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Uhmm…" the maid began shyly, her lashes fluttering as she avoided his direct gaze. "I just wanted to give this to you. I didn't think there would be another chance," she said, holding out a folded paper.
Rowan looked at her with a blank expression, he seemed more distant than interested but the girl was already blushing deeply. Without a word, he took the paper from her hand. The maid immediately turned and hurried down the corridor.
He unfolded it and read quickly. His expression darkened.
Rosalind had already moved closer, a faint, mischievous curve on her lips. She watched as Rowan crumpled the paper without hesitation and tossed it aside.
