The next day
Gabrielle slowly opened her eyes. Feeling the cooling air dry her eyes making them water. She looked around her, noticing she was back in her room, tucked into bed.
'Did Ansel tuck me in,' a soft smile came to her face as she sat up, stretching out her arms and rubbing her eyes.
She tossed the covers off of her, swung her legs over, and got out of bed.
She walked over to her vanity mirror, letting out a yawn as she stretched her arms out. She looked at herself in the mirror, staring at her bed hair, and began running her fingers through her hair trying to fix it.
She continued to stare at herself, falling deep in a flashback.
In her flashback she saw herself resting her head against Ansel's chest, saying, 'I refuse to leave until you promise me you'll spend more time with me… I don't want to keep missing you.'
'Did I really say those things to His Majesty,' She thought as she continued to mindlessly run her fingers through her hair.
Knock, knock, knock
