"Did you enjoy your meal, Miss Sasha?" Arrare asked while the laying sheets on the Queen-sized bed in Sasha's chamber. "I guess." Sasha flopped couch exhausted. "Hey Arrare, I think I'm actually fine sleeping on my own from now on. It seems safe now since the incident hasn't repeated itself all this while." In all honestly, she needed some more time to herself, and she couldn't constantly be a burden on Arrare and Luc. Arrare wanted to say something but quickly stopped herself. "OK, Miss Sasha, goodnight then." She smiled assuringly and excused herself. "Miss Sasha needs some time to herself." she asserted inwardly. Luc had reminded her earlier that, like anyone else, Miss Sasha would also want to have some time alone and wouldn't want company at some times. She had remembered to firmly bolt the balcony door so that incident won't repeat itself.
Sasha lay on the bed after Arrare had left. She closed her eyes deep in thought. It looked very unlikely that Orion and her would ever get along, especially when they were exactly like 'Fire' and 'Water'. He was headstrong, apathetic, and easily lost his temper while she was stubborn, irritable, and very assertive. They would end up clashing at every opportunity. She needed to at least try to pretend she got along with him, or else he might decide not to help her anymore. With such thoughts, Sasha drifted off to sleep.
The next day...
Sasha woke up to the sound of bustling chatter downstairs. Standing up and rubbing her eyes, she took a little peep through the balcony doors. Many people were downstairs. They moved from one place to another hastily with carts of boxes and other items. Even the servants on the compound had increased in number, moving up and down cleaning and gardening. Arrare then walked into the room. "Miss Sasha, you're already up?" She gave her a bright morning smile. "Ah yes, I've been up for a while now. What's going on downstairs?"