We walked back to the little glade, though I'm not sure I should be calling it a glade anymore. The place is practically huge, like a huge part of a forest that has just been cleared out, and prepped up for athletic games.
I can't even find the words to express my exhaustion at this point, I'm not exhausted at talking with Alice, I'm exhausted at the way this place always seem to surprise me at each and every turn.
It seems someone can't even get a day's worth of peace here, as my four days have practically been something of a hellhole.
I have had to avoid poisons, settle diplomatic relations, though I think I did that part a bit more easily than I avoided sniffing poison in the halls.
My eyes instinctively move to look for Charlotte. I wonder what she would be wearing today, maybe it will be something imitating the green floral that I wear.
I do not know exactly how Adrian seems to know exactly what I like. It seems the guy has a sixth Sense for such things, first it was the pristine white gown which had the pockets at the front, pockets that I could so easily put my hands in to shield them from the biting cold.
And now, it is this green gown, though almost each and every other girl is wearing something short, exposing firm and fit bodies, I am wearing something that covers me totally, and though I expect it to be hot in this shining sun, I realise that the sun that is shining is practically only for show.
It's radiates no warmth or heat at all, just gives off light, and the biting winds still blow consistently. I almost wonder exactly how these other kids are enduring the biting cold.
I can see most are doing it basically by running around around in circles, or breathing into their palms, but I do not think that would be a very efficient method.
Why not simply put on your clothes and save yourself the trouble. I think saying the weather is extremely cold is something off of an overstatement, it isn't the sort of code that would make you feel a biting sensation at your fingertips, or make you feel extremely cold that you would be clattering your teeth and shaking.
It's the sort of cold that would be comfortable for everyone else, but yet is not comfortable for me. I'm guessing that's why I find myself so warm and cozy in this green gown, the gown is simply magnificent.
The designs are top-notch and perfect, and when I was looking at it this morning, I realise I had almost shed tears. I had basically considered Adrian an angel at that point, an angel who had come to make my dreary life decidedly more interesting.
The gown fits like a glove and that part isn't too surprising to me, I wonder exactly how someone can know your size just by looking at you.
My eyes find that of the person they have been looking for, and her face is drawn into a scowl. Not surprising. The person she's with though surprises me.