Dimitri Delacroix's point of view
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I HAD A NIGHTMARE OF MY SIBLINGS dying, together with my parents, and I woke painting, anxious, with my heart on my throat.
Feeling suddenly hungry, I got up.
It's past midnight, no one must be awake at such a time. So, it wouldn't be troublesome for me to go to the kitchen and eat something, right? After all, they wouldn't let their honorable guests stay hungry.
Especially when I'm the Duke's godson. I'm sure they won't mind.
I didn't bother putting a pair of slippers on, I went barefoot not to make any noise. It would be annoying if I accidentally awoke any of them. So, I got out of my temporary chambers, and my eyes went directly to Isabelle's doors that were in front of my own, but as I guessed, her chambers were closed, probably locked from the inside.
Getting down the stairs without making any noise was kind of annoying, but worked just fine. And it took me just some minutes to find the kitchen, but when I did, I froze.
