She did not understand why she had lost the strength in her knees, but the pounding in her chest made her think that she was perhaps nervous, or excited. Whichever it was, the feeling was one she did not remember having felt before.
Morning arrived quickly, and soon, the duo were being prepared for breakfast. Like the night before, they were meticulously washed down by the maids, before being stuffed into dresses. The dresses they were wearing were comfortable, but still suitable to walk around the estate in. However, seeing as they did not have suitable clothing to go out of the house in, they were not allowed to leave the house premises.
Almathea and Evy found Zingel seated outside their door. His long blonde hair had been pulled away from his face, and fell down his back before resting just above the small of his back.
"Zingel." Evy called out his name, surprised that he was waiting outside their door.
