“I will, Harry. You don’t have to worry.” Nell said, smiling up at him. He felt almost relieved as Harry shut the door. He’d been so worried one or two of the servants Harry kept might be here but they seemed to have gone home for the night. He wanted nothing more than to get out of the clothes he’d worn and wash away everything that disgusting man had done to him. “Please, I’d like a bath first.”
He knew he’d have to tell Harry what had happened soon, the details of it, but not till he felt a little stronger, or at least until Harry asked it of him.