Bethilda
The evening came and both Mallador and York came into our room on the 20th floor. The wind is blowing strongly outside. Our window curtain glided with it as the lightning and the sound of the thunder collided in silence.
Serebur was lit up in the fireplace to keep us warm inside the room. I was seated on the maroon couch in front of Mallador and York as they sat opposite of me. Beside me was Demetri. A table is in the center.
I changed into a blue spaghetti strap dress. It was from the wardrobe inside the bedroom where I slept for a while as Demetri took a shower. Demetri also changed into his gray long sleeve garment and dark pants. His hair was still wet and uncombed; other tips were streaked of water drops. His hair smelt like lavender.
Mallador seriously looked at us. "Wha
