A white butterfly painstakingly flew towards Esme who was sleeping on the bed. Looking at her peacefully sleeping face, Leo growled but his voice could not compare to the sway of a leaf. Keeping his grievances to his butterfly heart, Leo flapped his wings before settling on the brass bedstead of the ivory bed as he closed his eyes.
'Rustle'
When the clock struck 12, Esme sat up on the bed, the sheets sliding off her body.
Leo's eyes snapped open when he heard the small noises.
Esme stood up from the bed, her dazed eyes glanced at the door as she walked out of her room.
Leo hurriedly chased after her as fast as his small wings could take him.
''Princess...'' Rowan, who was walking in the hallways, paused in his tracks as he glanced at her but Esme kept walking ahead.
Leo circled Esme's head.