Instead of taking another step back, like I usually would, I stepped forward to meet him a few steps ahead. It only made me realize that I was not scared of him, even though he was practically charging at me like a bull who was having a red flag waved at him.
"Where were you?" The words left my mouth before I could control them.
Tristan's expressions changed for a second before they resumed the way they were. "What?"
"Where were you? Your Uncle told me you left the palace."
"I did." He nodded thoughtfully, "I was talking to Reginald Walter."
"Did he come with you?" My eyes move behind him like I will see him standing there, waiting for me.
"No." He stepped to the side, cutting off the sight of the entrance of the palace from the garden. "I did not allow him to come."
He did not? "Why?"
Tristan gave me a sardonic smile. "Because I did not want him to. Is that enough?"