Erik looked worried when he saw me.
"What happened? It looks like you've had a good run-in with a shopping cart!"
"Two in fact. That is, shopping carts."
Obviously I was in a tragic-looking state. I told Erik to wait a minute and I ran up to my room, put the shoes away, and fixed my appearance. Then, I went back downstairs to have lunch. Again, our main topic was the masquerade, as was everyone else's apparently by the conversations we overheard. When we finished eating, we strolled along the hallways for a bit and talked about basically nothing and everything that came up in our heads. It was finally night as we reached my door again.
"Well, I guess I'll let you sleep now. You've been mentally and physically bored long enough.", Erik joked.
"I had fun. But, yes, it is time for bed. I need my beauty rest!", I said as I pretended to fluff my hair.
He leaned in and kissed me.
"Goodnight, my darling.", he said and then vanished into the darkness that was my hallway.
"Goodnight..", I whispered in case he was still within earshot.
And that night, I slept very well. And I had dreams, great dreams, wonderful dreams, not of sugar-plum fairies or candies and sweets, nor of fairy-tales and fables. But of my own Prince Charming, my beloved Erik.