Fairytales-Tika

I turn over once more as I lay in the bed. I haven't seen one of this quality since I lived with my parents. The finest of the bed should have had me out like a light but for some reason I still couldn't sleep. My gaze turns to the door of this bedroom when I hear his close. He is literally right down the hall from me. I don't know why the thought does something exiting to me but it does. I shouldn't even care that he is close. I know nothing about him.

With a huff I decide to sit up in the bed. I still can't sleep. I look around the décor of the room and find the colors even more soothing in the light of the night. I just feel like it's too quite here. There are no footsteps from guards walking the halls. No bed above me that creaks every time Nona moves. There isn't even any water gurgling from a toilet that constantly runs. As my ears prick to hear even the smallest noise, I hear his door open.

The sound has me scooting to sit up on the edge of the bed as I listen for more. A few