Does everyone know!?!?!

Harper walked towards the closet and stood in front of it. She felt a little happy upon seeing the number of dresses Aria had.

She frowned and touched one of them, "What is this?"

Aria grinned, "This is the only set of clothes I had stitched ever since I came to the capital. I can't always wear my uniform, you know."

Harper nodded and turned back to the closest. The clothes she has taken for a dress were a knee length pant and sleeveless shirt. Though Harper would never herself even think about wearing that, she had to admit it looked nice.

Harper took some time scrutinizing the dresses, when Aria suddenly shut the closet with a snap. Harper looked at her, thinking Aria was angry due to her behaviour and feeling a little satisfied for having made the angel angry.

But as she looked at Aria, all she saw was a resigned smile on her face. She said, "I should have known I was showing you the wrong closet. Of course you hate everything in here."

Harper was about to deny when Aria's words sunk in. Wrong closet? Just how many closets did she have?

As if in answer, Aria threw open another closet beside the previous one. She beckoned to Harper and Harper felt blinded as she looked at the dresses in this one.

The dresses in this closet were beautiful and anyone could tell they were made for royalty. Harper could easily imagine Aria wearing these, but when had she gotten so much money as to buy them.

"These aren't really mine. Helen gives me any dress she thinks would look better at me than her. I am..... never able to refuse her." Aria said as though in answer to Harper's thoughts.

Harper felt the accusatory look she was giving Aria and rearranged her expression as Aria continued, "You don't need to worry about hand me downs. Helen never wore them, and I don't think I ever will. So feel free to choose."

Half an hour later.....

The two girls slowly descended the stairs of the North tower, Aria hovering over Harper, worried, and Harper deep in thought, wearing a dark blue long dress with short sleeves.

As they entered the recovery ward, Miss Anhao ran over, she seemed to be waiting for the two.

Aria absent-mindedly walked over to Joseph's bed, where he was having his breakfast, while Miss Anhao took Harper away for a check-up.

"You got my note?" Aria asked as she took a seat.

Joseph nodded. Aria opened her mouth to say something, but Joseph beat her to it, "Don't start now, not here. Let's talk about something else."

Aria's lips curved into a grateful smile. Her thoughts were in too much of a mess for any kind of talk, she needed some time to sort through them.

Joseph was a little dazzled by Aria's smile. She seemed tired today, looked like she did not have the energy to mask her emotions today. "That's great actually. I hate her expressionless face." Joseph thought to himself as he said out aloud, "I heard you were that one's hero yesterday?" He nodded his face towards Harper where Miss Anhao was asking her some questions.

Aria's eyes widened, "How do you know? Don't tell me everyone knows!!!!!?????"