Third Person Narrative
Israel was laying on her side in her bed gawking outside as the rain pours down her window, she was so engrossed with her thoughts about Blake and everything else that was going on, She didn't hear the frequent knocking which was coming from her door or when the door was unlocked and Claire walk-in.
"Good morning. How are you? I was knocking a few times, didn't you heard." Claire proclaimed.
But Israel lay still like a sculpture gazing outside of the window, still unaware of Claire's presence inside the room. "Are you okay?" Claire inquires noticing that she hadn't acknowledged her before.
"Your highness!" Claire called slightly audible than before.
Frightened by the sound she veered around instantly only to recognize that it was just Claire.
"Claire, you startled me." She declared positioning her right hand on her chest.
