JASMINE'S POV
Once Jasmine had her conversation with Princess Belle, she went on her way to Loren's quarters.
Her heart was heavy and weak.
She had already had more than one confrontation with Princess Belle, and she had been avoiding it all along.
She slowly opened the door and stepped in.
She pressed her back against the door and closed her eyes in deep thought as memories of her encounter with Xaden flooded back.
What had she honestly been thinking? That someone like him would want to be with her?
She was a nobody.
She had been daydreaming.
"Had a rough night, did you not?"
She jerked and opened her eyes to see Loren reading his book.
She hadn't even noticed him when she had stepped in.
"O-oh, I didn't even know you were in." She stammered.
He laughed. "Where else would I be? I'm an old working man who doesn't have to be out during the halo festival."
