Hilda ran the tips of her fingers over the little Oshawott, warmth flooding her heart. 'Things were so much simpler back then' she thought wistfully. Before getting too distracted with the past, she pulled on the pjs and hurried out to N. He was already gone.
"So much for waiting." she huffed. Since she was alone, she figured she'd snoop around his room. Despite her feelings for him, he was the reason for the rebellion. Might as well get to know you're up against.
The room was mainly deep greens with even deeper purple accents; much like his throne. His be- wait his. 'Does he share this room with Dmitria?' Hilda wondered. If he did, Hilda would feel very uncomfortable being in their room. Hilda began to rummage through all the drawers and closets in the room to check her suspicion. All she found were men's cloths, but that wasn't good enough proof. Hilda looked around the room and saw a glass door in corner. A bathroom. She hurriedly opened the door and rummaged again. There was no trace of any feminine products. Hilda sighed heavily in relief. She slumped against the cool tile wall and slid down. Hilda came to the more settling conclusion that she is the only women allowed in here.
A good hour passed before Hilda decided to get up and go to bed. Hilda opened the door just slightly when she began to hear voices. She panicked and quickly shut it again. She hated herself for feeling fear, but then again, it could be Ghetsis. Hilda heard someone enter the bedroom, so she pressed her ear to the glass door.
"Natural, where is that little rat? My word may not be as powerful as yours, but I know who's can persuade you!" Dmitria's shrill voice rang out. Hilda could hear N sigh in distress. N sat on the edge of his bed and held his face in his hands. His hands dropped as quickly as they rose and glanced up at her.
"Dmitria, is that a threat? Because if so, I won't hesitate to reprimand you," N spoke firmly. He rose from his seat and towered over her, "I'm tired of hearing you complain. I will no longer submit and tolerate this attitude." N stepped towards her; he was not taking her crap anymore, "Leave my quarters now before I have you thrown out."
"You love her, don't you? I saw the way you held her in the throne room. You really think Ghetsis will this go on much longer?" Dmitria asked. Hilda noted she sounded rather vexed.
"Get out!" N screamed. Dmitria feigned hurt and gasped. She turned and sauntered out, slamming the door behind her. From the bathroom, Hilda heard the whole thing. She also heard N fall onto the bed after Dmitria left. Hilda wasn't sure if she should make herself known. She didn't want N to think she was eavesdropping...even though she was. Maybe she could wait until he fell asleep, then she'd sneak back into her room.