Damaged self

"Where did you go?" her satin long white nightgown reaches the floor as she walks, leaving a trail. Its expensive fabric is see-through as she approaches the handsome man who just returned.

The man in his casual clothes did not respond and busied himself by getting the clothes he needed.

"Logan! Answer me please" her voice is sweet but with a hint of irritation as she caresses his arm. The handsome man removed her arms slightly.

"Gym," he said, shortly as if talking to Astrid is not worth his energy. If only Celestia did not beg him to keep it for a while.

"There will be a royal ball once we arrived back at Theavarian Empire" she announced, changing the topic, she doesn't want Logan to be annoyed at her. She wanted to trust him but her instincts are urging her to not believe him.

A loud ring came from Logan's cellphone, giving the couple a moment to be silent. He picked it up from the carefully carved bedside table. It's Dominick.