On a separate floor in the manor, Caleb sat down in his room and shrugged out of his shirt. He had already dismissed the conversation with Serena from his mind. Something else plagued his mind now. It was an invisible puzzle his mind had created that overwhelmed his thoughts. The laughable part was that he didn't have a clue what he was trying to figure out.
The scene with Kyra replayed itself over and over in his mind. It was on the tip of his tongue, yet the thought refused to take form.
It might just be the fact that he was beginning to find her physically attractive. He knew that was true. Much as he despised the thought of growing attracted to another woman, he couldn't help admitting that there was something appealing about the silent girl.
Perhaps it was merely some strange remorse he was feeling for Elizabeth's sake. After all, he had spent nearly six years in devotion to her between life and death. It was only natural that he would feel some guilt over finding interest growing towards someone new. But, admitting that to himself did nothing to relieve the anxiety entering his mind. He had no idea why he couldn't get rid of this restless feeling.
Something about the situation in her bedroom puzzled him and he just couldn't figure it out. It aggravated him all the more when he heard the clock in the great hall chime twice. This was exactly the kind of mental workout that he did not need right now. He needed to relax and let his mind rest.
Every now and then he'd begin to relax enough to sleep, but just when he thought he had succeeded in putting it out of his mind, he found himself awakened with a start as though some big revelation would make itself known to him. It seemed this was just the beginning of what would be a very long night.
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