Estelle groaned as she stirred awake. The warm and dim light the fireplace gave, made her want to go back to sleep. Because of the cold, she had drawn the blanket all the way to her neck and curled into a fertile position. Her hands were in between her thighs, and her head rested on the warm pillow.
She didn't want to get up at all.
Aside from the sound of the curtains flapping in the wind and the low crackle of the fireplace. Estelle heard nothing else. These two background noises only served to lull her to sleep more.
But... she knew today wasn't a day for her to laze around. She sat up slowly, her silky black hair tantalizingly rolled down her shoulders while she did so. She slowly shifted to the edge of the large bed. The soles of her feet made contact with the cold marble floor. E
