When they arrived home, Trillen didn't want to wake up. He was comfortable. Warm and safe in the carriage next to Kate. It felt like nothing could get him here. As if to prove his point, as soon as he stepped out of the carriage, Anne had a message for them. Something about Kate's father looking for him. That usually didn't bode well in Trillen's past experiences and it was with heavy feet that he moved off after nodding to Anne. He churned the words over in his head as he headed for the study, not expecting anyone to follow him and therefore not really going at a pace where it would be easy to have a conversation. His family and a girl who wanted to see him? But he didn't have any family. Least not family by blood. Most of his family had been the other slaves.<br/><br/>Could that be it? Had one of the other slaves escaped and came to him for help? After all, it was no secret he would have been slave to a king and they probably thought it would be easy to hide among so many of them. It was either that or maybe there was a mistake and he was being sent back. That thought actually had him pausing. He didn't want to go back! Not when he now knew freedom! He almost bolted right then and there and probably would have if the thought of what that would do to Kate hadn't crossed his mind. He couldn't do that to her. To anyone else but her. He would stay and face whatever it was. He just had to pause for a moment and take a deep breath.