บท 145: Deny thier crime...

"Mister Kingston has asked for your presence in the drawing-room." A maid informed her while she was lying in her bed, staring at the ceiling. 

She gestured for her to leave with the movement of her fingers and kept on looking at the blank white ceiling. She was waiting for the call as she knew she had to be held in another court but now that it came, she didn't want to leave her bed. She didn't have any energy left in her body, even moving her fingers seemed like a big task to her. 

After a while of gathering her will power, she slipped over slowly, sitting straight. Lazily she gathered her long hair and twisted them in a loose bun. Her face was blank and emotionless as she came out of her room and walked towards the drawing room with the pace of a tortoise. 

As she entered the room, the very first thing she noticed was that Kingston wasn't alone. Her mental state was so messed up that she didn't think why Kingston called her in the guests drawing-room.