Little One

Since the moment the two women walked inside the hall, Harringfort had been eying Lily. He stared at her, palms a little sweaty as excitement sparkled in his eyes. Harringfort was expecting Lily to recognize him, maybe even say hello? Or at least ask about his family's oil company. He immediately started wondering about how he would respond.

Would he shake her hand? Perhaps ask her about Corneels and everything that he heard about their demise? He could feel his heart start to beat faster, everyone around him seemed to disappear, dissolving into the messy state that he was in.

However, the more Harringfort expected about things, the more disappointed he became. Just like a flower, Lily had been surrounded by bees and other insects! People who hovered over her, as if she was some sort of a delicious meal that they wanted to eat. His mood immediately dampened. He turned his head away, eyes obviously dampened by the current circumstances in front of him.