Alexa turned back and looked at him, "you have nothing to apologise about, if anything you would make my hell of a life a little better" she said

Tyler listened to what Alexa said. "Okay.." he said quietly, glancing back down the hall. Tyler stood outside Alexa's room with his arms crossed like he usually did.

Alexa walked into her room and pulled a book from her shelf and began to read, she was trying to get her mind of the idea of the wedding tomorrow

Tyler leaned his head against the wall and thought. He didn't know how to stop Keefe from marrying Alexa... except for the thing that stopped everyone. Tyler couldn't do that, though. If Keefe just mysteriously disappeared one day, Alexa would figure it out pretty quickly what happened... and she would probably be mad. Then the king would figure it out, and he would either have Tyler fired or killed.

Alexa stopped reading her book and walked over to her bed, where she layed down, staring at the roof

Tyler clenched his jaw a moment, sinking into the chair he had set out. He put his head in his hands and sighed, not knowing what to think... or do

Alexa closed her eyes and thought quietly to herself

Back at the farm, now was about the time Tyler would go riding off and come back with bloody fists. He just wanted to roar in anger and punch something till he couldn't feel his hands. Preferably that something being Keefe's face. Tyler took a deep breath, his shoulders hunched over and his head in his hands.

Alexa heard a little shuffling outside, she walked to her door and opened it to find him, with his head in his hands, "are you alright Tyler?"

Tyler's head snapped up, and he just stopped himself in time from hitting the wall. "Yes.. perfectly fine. Just a little worried." He answered, his voice slightly angry. He had spoke too soon and didn't have time to conceal any emotion. Tyler immediately felt bad, shifting his weight. "Sorry... I didn't mean to sound angry. I'm just thinking about Keefe." He finished slowly