The Next Day
The early signs of morning light filtered into the room, soft and quiet. Vi slipped out of the warm bed, careful not to wake King. She looked down at him and smiled. Then she leaned in, pressing a gentle morning kiss to his lips.
She needed to get back to her own room to change. Her cheeks burned with a sudden flash of shyness. What if Mr. Eli, the butler, was already awake? The thought of running into him in the hallway made her nervous.
She did not want an awkward look or a knowing smile. Vi quietly opened the door and hurried back to her quarters.
King stirred as the door clicked shut. He lay in bed, his eyes opening to the clock sound and staring at the ceiling. His mind felt hazy, caught between sleep and the memory of the night before.
And in a brief moment, as if waiting for Vi to leave...
Ding.
A bright glowing screen popped up in the air.
A message notification floated in front of his face. It was a live chat request.
