Suddenly Sir Thomas barrels through the curtained door into the room and just as suddenly, I can't see myself.
"Where's Holly?" he pants. I can see the beads of sweat rolling down his face from running all the way here.
"I don't want to see you right now," Molly snorts haughtily, folding her arms over her chest and turning her cheek to him.
"I can tell the difference between the two of you," he says simply to her.
In a snap of his fingers, I'm visible in the room again but the delay has given me enough time to regain my composure well enough. Molly turns to me, eyes asking if it's okay. I quietly nod, I was foolish and must repair my foolishness. As soon as she has left the room, Sir Thomas begins talking before I get a chance to take a breath in.
"I'm sorry, it was not my intention to upset you. I am supposed to protect you but I don't even know how to begin protecting you from romance," his words come out so earnest and heartfelt.
I take in a deep breath and close my eyes to hold on to my conviction, "Sir Thomas, you are relieved of your duties as my guardian and protector."
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