27. DEVON & BETA BRENT

Devon's Pov

"Good. Now hurry and call the chief guard for me."

She ran off and I stood erect. Holding the keys in my hands and moved close to the door. Standing before the door, I wanted to open it and just search her room for whatever it is that keeps her company here. Who knows, I might just learn more about her without having to ask anyone.

As I stood before the door, i battled with my conscience. I never felt this unsure about anything so why do I feel so now? Why was I so unsure about anything that concerned this girl?

I shook my head, trying to shake off the thoughts of uncertainty. Just as I raised the key to the key hole, I heard soft footsteps approach. They did not sound like how my chief guard should walk. It could only mean it would be Olivia or someone else. I retracted my hand and slipped the key into my pocket, rasing my other hand on the door as if I wanted to knock.