Nicole jumped on her bed missing her simple decorated room after the gathering. Though she had mustered the courage to tell Jasper how she felt wondering if it was enough for him. She didn't feel alone anymore because Jasper was right there for her. Nicole was glad that he saved her from Lord Charles's torture if she had been there any longer she would have been dead. Nicole shook slightly at the feeling of being whipped, the deep gashes left on her back were still healing.
Wanting to take her mind off the situation Nicole grabbed her apron as she wrapped the strap around her waist getting ready to paint. She had grown to love Lord Jasper as he was mean from the start but was gentle with her as time passed. Her art supplies suddenly fell over as she looked up startled to see a woman dressed up in all white with an unhappy facial expression.
"W-who are you!?" Nicole jumped as she started to back away from the woman ever so slowly.
