The Low-Class Prince Charming

Chapter 29

Or were they his words? She looked between the note in her hand and Mason's handwritten class notes one last time. It was true that there was a slight difference between the two, but then she wondered if perhaps his hands were just shaking because of the contents; she felt her heart jump in her own chest as she reread the note.

What should she do? The contents made her nervous, but she couldn't just ignore it either. If Mason wanted to talk to her, she couldn't just ignore him.

She finally made up her mind and did as the message asked and got changed into a relatively nice dress – not forgetting her trusty shorts in the process. Why did dresses have to feel so airy? For once she didn't have to think twice about how to leave the house; there was no way she would risk getting a nice dress for a nice place dirty.

Sky proceeded to grab her knee-length winter coat from the coat hanger by the door and quietly left through it, making sure the maids wouldn't be able to hear the closing of her door before she made her way quietly down the stairs where she encountered a maid anyway.

The maid bowed her head respectfully at her presence. "Good evening, Miss Sky." The maid was then clearly alarmed at the lack of clothes her legs were wearing. "Miss Sky, perhaps it would be in your best interests to wear some trousers?"

Sky waved her hand dismissively as she kept walking towards the entrance, the maid now in tow. "It's nothing. I won't be out in the cold for too long." She was rather touched that the maid was caring about her and her health. Perhaps she was new here? The maid didn't notice Sky scrutinising her as she kept her eyes on Sky's legs, frowning.

"Shall I call the car and driver for you?" the maid asked, not willing to let her mistress out into the cold like this.

"That'll only take time that I don't have. Besides, I'm being picked up, so there's really no need for you to worry," Sky said as she put her gloves on now that she had reached the front door.

"Then perhaps someone to walk you to where you're being picked up?" The maid wasn't giving up and Sky sent her a disgruntled glance.

"Are you new here?" Sky asked her, wanting an answer to her earlier thoughts.

The maid looked a bit taken aback at Sky's sudden change in demeanour. "I... Yes, I am. I apologise if I've been approaching this wrong." Again, the maid bowed her head, but this time it was in apology.

Sky shook her head a little as she pulled the gloves up to their maximum extent. "Don't worry about it, just perhaps ask one of the maids here to talk you through things. But for future reference, I can most definitely handle myself."

"Of course, Miss Sky. Have a nice outing."

Sky hesitated for a moment, debating whether she should crack a small joke to leave the maid feeling less tense but realised that she'd probably just end up with the situation turning out worse. Instead, she just left and closed the door behind her before making her way down the driveway on foot.

Her walk was brisk, for the February night air was still cold enough to bite her harshly in the cheeks. She could feel a light blush forming on her cheeks from the cold and her nose began to run as she reached the gate. She noticed it was not only closed but also locked so she found a spot to vault over the wall before doing exactly that.

As she landed on the other side, she immediately noticed the car on what was otherwise an empty stretch of road. It was black so she would probably have missed it if not for the lights the car was emitting. She made her way over and briefly knocked on the front window of the car; a man appeared as he wound it down.

"Are you the car here to pick me up?" she asked. The man just nodded before indicating the backseat, and wound the window up without uttering so much as single word.