Silent Spectators

After spending hours lost in dreamless slumber, the Young Miss of the St. Claire family woke up in a leisurely manner.

The heat radiating into the room had dissipated by a large portion which helped the little girl deduce what the time was.

The room was still brightly lit so it was safe to assume that while the hottest hours of the day had already passed, the evening had not yet arrived.

Yvonne was busy gazing out of the window, trying to assess how long she was asleep when she felt a presence at the door.

The existence of her aura made it easy for her to recognize who this newcomer was, prompting her to permit their entry into her room.

"Did Miss rest well?" Roselie, her maid, inquired as she stepped inside with a smile.

The maid had been waiting all along for the Young Miss to awaken from her slumber, which today, had taken a while longer than usual.