"You look like you've seen a ghost."
The person standing before me just had to be Elsa.
Ugh, as if this already dreadful night couldn't get any worse.
My eyes dimmed when I scrutinized what she wore.
She was out of her gown from the party and now wore a red robe and had her hair flowing in a way that would make any man weak in the knees.
But I wasn't 'any man'.
"I wouldn't reprimand you for entering my room uninvited but I must inform you that I don't need any company," I remarked, waltzing into the suite and then standing with the door wide open.
Elsa tilted her head, seeming confused at first until I gestured outside.
"Leave, Elsa."
She gawked at me at first as if it was so mind-boggling that I could reject her abruptly.
But as drunk as I was, I knew foul play when I saw one and wouldn't fall for it.
