APlease tell the chef that dinner was wonderful.@ Amelia cheerfully said to
a servant. He bowed and left for the kitchen. She gave her father a firm
hug as she told him goodnight. In reality, she wasn=t very tired, but
there wasn=t much reason to stay up any longer. She went upstairs and
entered her room. The maid was inside fluffing her pillow. Amelia thanked
and dismissed her.
She slid off her shoes and unzipped the back of her dress. The night was cool so she quickly put on one of her long night gowns. Pulling the gown around her, she sat on her bed, shivering a little. After warming up, she put out all of the lamps around her room. Before getting into her bed, she glanced out the window and noticed that the stars were shining. She walked to the window and began to stare. It made her feel better that Zelgadis was under the same sky as she was. She couldn=t help but be mesmerized by their glistening.
Sighing, she looked down at the castle grounds. If she could only reach the stars, then she could see everywhere, and she wouldn=t have to search for him. Then again, she didn=t want to have to search for him. She wanted him to come to her. Suddenly, she noticed someone approaching the castle.
AThat=s strange. He=s moving to slow to be a messenger because any messenger that comes at night is usually in an emergency. Who could it be?@ thought Amelia. As he got closer, Amelia=s eyes grew wider with shock. He wore an outfit that was completely pale, and a hood and cape of the same color. Just like him... It couldn=t be! Even if he were coming to visit her, he wouldn=t come at this time. Was her mind playing tricks on her? Maybe she was more tired than she thought. Dream or not, she wasn=t about to stop watching. He stopped in front of the castle and began to look it over. Amelia could=ve sworn that he looked directly at her room for a moment. She wanted to rush down there to see if it was him, but she was frozen in front of her window. She still couldn=t tell if it was real or not. It was probably just somebody that was dressed like him. It wasn=t as if he wore very elegant clothing. He started to turn and walk away. Amelia couldn=t help herself. She couldn=t risk the fact that this could be him, and this may be her last chance to ever see him. She quickly opened her window and ran out onto her balcony.
AMr. Zelgadis!@
She slid off her shoes and unzipped the back of her dress. The night was cool so she quickly put on one of her long night gowns. Pulling the gown around her, she sat on her bed, shivering a little. After warming up, she put out all of the lamps around her room. Before getting into her bed, she glanced out the window and noticed that the stars were shining. She walked to the window and began to stare. It made her feel better that Zelgadis was under the same sky as she was. She couldn=t help but be mesmerized by their glistening.
Sighing, she looked down at the castle grounds. If she could only reach the stars, then she could see everywhere, and she wouldn=t have to search for him. Then again, she didn=t want to have to search for him. She wanted him to come to her. Suddenly, she noticed someone approaching the castle.
AThat=s strange. He=s moving to slow to be a messenger because any messenger that comes at night is usually in an emergency. Who could it be?@ thought Amelia. As he got closer, Amelia=s eyes grew wider with shock. He wore an outfit that was completely pale, and a hood and cape of the same color. Just like him... It couldn=t be! Even if he were coming to visit her, he wouldn=t come at this time. Was her mind playing tricks on her? Maybe she was more tired than she thought. Dream or not, she wasn=t about to stop watching. He stopped in front of the castle and began to look it over. Amelia could=ve sworn that he looked directly at her room for a moment. She wanted to rush down there to see if it was him, but she was frozen in front of her window. She still couldn=t tell if it was real or not. It was probably just somebody that was dressed like him. It wasn=t as if he wore very elegant clothing. He started to turn and walk away. Amelia couldn=t help herself. She couldn=t risk the fact that this could be him, and this may be her last chance to ever see him. She quickly opened her window and ran out onto her balcony.
AMr. Zelgadis!@