Rose hurried back to her room after parting ways with Victor. She was lucky one of Zayne's soldiers called upon Victor to speak in private.
'He won't be there,' Rose thought, knowing Zayne might have slipped away once she went with Victor and took so long to return.
Her guess was proven wrong when she opened the door and found Zayne lying on the bed. He was so still that she assumed him to be sleeping.
Rose closed the door as quietly as she could, forgetting about Victor's request for it to remain open. There wasn't anything to worry about if Zayne was fast asleep. What could happen when one of them was resting?
Rose tried not to laugh at the sight of Zayne resting on her bed. He had a way of making everything around him look small. 'Will he be hot?' She wondered, looking at his uniform.
Rose looked at the closed windows. The fireplace kept the room warm but the room would be better with a bit of air coming in.
