Although it had been a few weeks since Elisa's last evening in Manhattan, she kept to her old sleep patterns in order to spend as much time as possible with Goliath.
(Besides, even this city needed someone to take the night shift.)
Or she had kept to her old sleep patterns, anyway. Despite her best efforts to stay awake, she'd been unable to fight against Nezaitben's soporific spell for long. She managed to make it to her room in the castle - stumbling through the carpet of flowers that covered the grounds - and collapsed on to the bed, falling into a deep sleep until the first rays of the false sunlight began to creep through her window.
With a low groan, Elisa raised a hand to shade her eyes before sitting up and stretching.
"What happened?"
She asked the rhetorical question aloud as she brushed her hair out of her face, unaware that there was someone nearby to answer.
[Elisa and Goliath]
(Besides, even this city needed someone to take the night shift.)
Or she had kept to her old sleep patterns, anyway. Despite her best efforts to stay awake, she'd been unable to fight against Nezaitben's soporific spell for long. She managed to make it to her room in the castle - stumbling through the carpet of flowers that covered the grounds - and collapsed on to the bed, falling into a deep sleep until the first rays of the false sunlight began to creep through her window.
With a low groan, Elisa raised a hand to shade her eyes before sitting up and stretching.
"What happened?"
She asked the rhetorical question aloud as she brushed her hair out of her face, unaware that there was someone nearby to answer.