Here's the continuation of my story. Hope you like it!
Too Late
Georg was having a grand time dancing in his well-lit ballroom. The music was enchanting, but not enchanting enough to notice the now absent Fraulien Maria. He wondered what could possibly have taken her so long, especially when Elsa went to help. He surveyed the scene in front of him, spying Elsa talking to Max. He walked up to them.
"Max, will you excuse Elsa for a moment?" Georg stated.
"Why, of course Georg."
The two walked away from Max and into the lobby. Elsa was the first to speak.
"Georg, what is the matter?" She stated simply.
"How long ago did you leave Maria in her room?"
"Oh, about 15 minutes ago." She said
He opened his mouth about to say something, then abruptly closed it.
"I'll go see what's taking her so long." Georg quickly said, then walked over to the stairs.
He climbed the stairs and reached her room. Something was odd. Her door was open. He cautiously walked into the room, looked around and saw…nothing. The doors to her armoire were thrown open and the drawers were haphazardly ajar. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks. She had left.
He hurried down the stairs and back into the lobby. He checked his expression in the mirror perched above a table. He walked up to the mirror and wondered to himself how she-his children's nanny-could affect him like this. Was he glad she was gone? Was he upset? Of course he was upset, but how upset? He needed to go after her; if he could just-something caught his eye under the mirror. A single white envelope with the script "Captain" on it. He reached down and picked up the letter. With a single swift movement, the envelope was opened and he was pulling out the letter. He read it twice. It just didn't make any sense to him.
Why had she left?
Why had she needed to go so badly and quickly that she didn't tell anyone?
He had to go to her.
But the letter had said for him not to follow her. He desperately wanted to, but he knew he had to respect her wishes.
He crumpled up the letter and tossed it back on the table. He smoothed his hair out, straightened his jacket, and returned to the party, as if nothing had happened.
Elsa came up to him, enquiring to where Maria was.
The captain simply stated, "She wasn't feeling well, she went to bed."
Elsa could see right through him. She knew he was lying, but she didn't want him to suspect that she had known. At least not until he told her.
The party was dying down to a lull. A little after 2 a.m., the party had come to a halt. Georg thanked his guests for coming, went up, paid the band, and thanked the help for making the evening grand success. After a 'goodnight' mumbled to Elsa, he walked up the stairs and into his room. He fell down on his bed, and tried to succumb to sleep.
No sleep was to be had tonight.