"I don't remember letting you sit next to me, Young Master?"
Beth was taking her breakfast at the school cafeteria, a couple of pancakes, with some cappuccino and some fresh fruit. Even more, she had a bit of juice on one side, and a small fruit tart present of Henry.
She didn't say thanks nor didn't she refuse the valuable gift, even though, she was waiting for her friends to come to her every day. However, a young man with bright emerald eyes had sent a message to the forum, one that Beth was not allowed entry, saying that they were not allowed to get close to Beth. Not even for five small steps.
He was trying to isolate her, and he was doing it amazingly. No boys and girls dared to come closer to her. They will call her the bride of Henry, or his wife. Beth didn't mind the nicknames, but she was not happy at all.