The carriage stopped, but she was still sleeping. She really was tired, and I ended up pitying her a bit. Yeah, that tired only comes from no sleep and then work. Now, why would she not have gotten sleep? The voice in my mind was still firmly against her, but I shoved it away again. My instinct was always right, and I knew she wasn't going to hurt the queen.

"Grey- Is she sleeping?!" Phipps peeked his head in, and was shocked at the fact she was asleep against me.

"Yeah, I didn't have the heart to move her. She was going home from work when I found her, you know." I tried to keep too much sympathy out of my voice, but by the face he gave me, I guessed it didn't work as well as I would have liked.

"Whatever. Wake her up and get her inside, I'll go make up some food for you."

"Food?!" My ears perked up at the mention of that word. That glorious word.

Phipps merely sighed, "Yes Grey, food." Then walked away.

My mouth was already watering, but I knew I had to take care of her first. I still don't know her name... I got up, and gently laid her head on the seat. She merely wiggled a bit to get comfortable. Well, we know she's a heavy sleeper now.

I looked at her closer, and realized how peaceful she looked when sleeping. I didn't to wake her, but I had to. I shook her a bit. No reaction, so I shook her a bit more. A bit of mumbling. I sighed, this was ridiculous. Then I got a rather sinister idea.

Go ahead. It's her fault for sleeping in the first place. I actually listened to the voice for once.

~~ Scenic perspective skip ~~

You were woken up by a flick to your forehead. You flinched a bit, then your eyes fluttered open. You saw Earl Grey standing above you.

A small yelp escaped your mouth, and you jumped up. The earl simply laughed at you. It made you really angry, and you ended up snapping at him.

"What? It's not my fault you decided to be a jerk and flick me!"

He wiped tears from his grey eyes, which were now glittering. The butterflies plagued you once again.

"Well, if you weren't such a deep sleeper, then you would have woken up the first two times!" He tried hard to hold in laughter, but it all came spilling out when you almost fell over trying to stand up. The seat ended up catching you.

By then, your cheeks were pretty red, and you could feel it. Then, after a few minutes, completely filled with the earl's laughter, he helped you out, and you followed him inside. It was his manor, funnily enough.

You walked farther and farther up, and you realized just how beautiful the place was. Perfectly cared for gardens, and a perfectly glittering entryway. You were awestruck, but tried to keep it in. Much to the earl's amusement.

He was chuckling, and you snapped again. "What?!"

"The way you're looking around, it's like a kid at Christmas!" He continued laughing, before leading you to the dining hall. You were still pissed that he was so happy at a time like this.

The table had three meals on it, and you felt the pain in your stomach. You never really made enough money to pay all the bills and still eat enough. You usually only got supper. No breakfast, occasionally lunch, if it had been a good week, and then a tiny dinner. Usually of simply meat and potatoes. Looking at the dishes prepared for you, you were a little shocked at the fact they were serving you.

They must not think I'm all that dangerous.

You weren't anyway, you just didn't expect that from them.

You sat down, still in a daze, and had to keep in laughter upon viewing the scene before you. While Phipps kept perfect ettiquite, Grey simply attacked his meal as if he was as starved as you were. You however, tried your hardest to be at least neat. Your family was never high up enough to worry about manners. They had always been in the same position you had been in. Barely enough for a meal a day.

As they both finished their meals, you wondered how the two of them got along. They were basically opposites. When you finished your meal (you had eaten slowly because eating too fast when you were hungry made you throw up) you tried hard to keep in laughter again. Grey was whining to Phipps about how he was still hungry. He had a stack of at least fifteen plates, and was still hungry. You found that hilarious! It's kind of cute, how he whines like a little kid. You didn't bother scolding youself that time, as you noticed the conversation had become serious.

"We shouldn't wake the queen this late at night."

"But Phipps! She specifically said to let her talk to the girl the second we got back!"

"Yes, but I believe she values sleep above such a thing."

"Argh! You didn't see her when she told me that! She was dead serious!" Grey was whining again, and your butterflies multiplied. You really did think that was cute for some strange reason.

"Grey, let me put it this way." He paused, and Grey still looked irritated, but calmly said yes. "If we wake the queen up now, she may be irritated. If we wait till morning, she won't be, garunteed. We should just take the safe route."

Grey huffed out a breath, "Fine." He was pouting a little bit, and you had to hold back giggles.

"Thank you. Now, we have a problem."

I knew exactly what he was talking about, and ended up talking. "If it's about me sleeping don't worry about it. I'm not gonna escape. I can't." You said it quickly, and immediately hit your head for blurring out. That, as always, made Grey laugh. He just thought you were the funniest thing. It irritated you, and you shot him a dirty look.

"Yes, that was what it was about. And I'm sorry, but I can't simply take your word for it. You'll have to stay in a room with someone."

Damnit! What if I have a nightmare or something?! I can NOT show them weakness!

The survival side if your mind was yelling at you, and you struggled to ignore it and listen to Phipps.

"Anyway, I say she sleeps with you Grey, you didn't seem to mind before."

"What?!" Both you and Grey burst out. You looked at him, him at you, then both away. You did want to have to share a room with that annoying child!