Red Riding hood- Part 1

After seeing Madeline off to her room, Calhoun walked towards the East Wing of the castle, his footsteps quieter compared to the time in the morning against the cold floor of the corridor. With every step he took, the cold torch lit up with fire, and when he walked past the lit torch, it exhausted itself, turning that part of the corridor cold and dark again. 

Reaching the doors that were painted inky hue, he pushed them to step inside the room. Not too long, the doors of the room opened again, this time it was Theodore who had entered the room. 

"My King," Theodore bowed his head. He was no more in his nightclothes which he had been wearing in his room, he had changed into a regular shirt and trouser.