The Duke and the others had left. Tomorrow's plans had already been decided and as with every day I've spent here, tomorrow would be a busy day again.
My night bath had been taken in my bedroom again since I'm kind of saving that fancy bath in the "Resting Waterfalls" for the night of the Ball.
'A fancy day has to end with a fancy bath.'
And now I'm waiting leisurely, admiring the pretty tear that belonged to us, lightly stroking it with my fingertips without lifting it out of its coffer since I'm still a bit scared of doing so and clumsily letting it fall on the hard floor since my hand's hold is still so flimsy.
'You guys... Why are you kind of see-through? If not because you look like glass I wouldn't be so scared of breaking you... I may not look like it but I used to burn the TV by only turning it on with the remote...'
Ugh... Remembering it hurts my heart...
