March 28th, 1889 — Oakshire Hall, Kent
It hadn't been easy to get in through the window but the more difficult it seemed, the more of a challenge it became. She wasn't going to let Tiberius think he was superior just because he could now turn into a bird and let himself in wherever. With a soft 'thud' she landed on the floorboards on the other side of Tiberius' window.
In the back of her mind she'd known he'd be waiting for her, that he hadn't said his bedroom window because he didn't feel like going into her room to open one of hers, and yet she was still a little surprised to find him there, waiting. He'd said something about a bath and the thought had grown more appealing by the second since he'd said it, was he going to start a confrontation now? Punish her for running off? Maybe if she didn't turn back he'd just let her trot off to take a bath and that would be that. In the meantime she'd just stare at him.
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In the back of her mind she'd known he'd be waiting for her, that he hadn't said his bedroom window because he didn't feel like going into her room to open one of hers, and yet she was still a little surprised to find him there, waiting. He'd said something about a bath and the thought had grown more appealing by the second since he'd said it, was he going to start a confrontation now? Punish her for running off? Maybe if she didn't turn back he'd just let her trot off to take a bath and that would be that. In the meantime she'd just stare at him.
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