As the waiter approached to assist, Ellinor loosened her grip, allowing him to escort Lea out.
After a minor hiccup, everyone seemed unbothered. But they reminded Ellinor not to risk her own safety for strangers in the future.
Yet Ellinor was still perplexed. The child didn't appear to be slow-witted. She was articulate and sharp. Why then would she scramble upstairs to look for someone when she knew her family was waiting in the dining hall downstairs?
There was more to this than met the eye.
As she pondered over this, she caught sight of her youngest son, Tristan, sneaking out of the room while everyone else was distracted. She frowned but decided to keep quiet and watch. Then she got up and trailed him.
Having heard the waiter mention that Lea's family was in the dining hall, Tristan suspected that his father might be there too. He wanted to check.
Once he slipped out, he hurriedly tried to catch up with the waiter and Lea. He was running too fast, so he missed a step and nearly tumbled down the stairs.
Fortunately, someone behind him managed to grab him just in time.
Still shaken, Tristan was about to thank his savior when he turned around and was shocked.
“Mom! What are you doing here?”
Ellinor had followed him out, not intending for him to notice. She wanted to see what he was up to. But alas, he nearly had an accident. She had no choice but to intervene.
“What are you sneaking off to do?”
Tristan was at a loss for words. How could he respond? “I... I just wanted to go downstairs and look.”
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