. . . Hello hello! I'm sharing a book series here on this acc .. im giving up on @kerropii- .. tho I'll share the series I've made so far there . I wanted to make a new story with a new theme and subject. All my stories in that acc was about bad memories and etc. Why ruin your day with those stories? . . . This story is basically a little like the manwha "The lady wants to rest ". So read to find out more >:] ⏝⏝❄⏝⏝❄⏝⏝❄⏝⏝❄⏝⏝ " This must be enough . . . - " Gladys sighed and stood up, stretching her arm. " Hahh ~ " she released another sigh, picking up her suitcase. Her father had allowed her to leave the castle. - - K n o c k , , K n o c k - - " Come in " Gladys said aloud, putting down her arms. Clayton opened the door. " Your highness, are you ready ? " Gladys smiled " I am. Would u please hold this for me ? Its a bit heavy, Sir Clayton ^^ " " Oh very well, Your highness " he held the suitcase. Gladys puts on her cloak. She walks out the gate and looks back at the castle. " Goodbye . . - " she muttered softly. " Ma'am, did u say anything !? " Clayton asked. Gladys gently slapped Clayton's shoulder with the back of her hand. " I'm no longer the princess, call me Gladys from now on, Clayton " she winked. He sighed and slightly smiled " alright . , Gladys " ⏝⏝❄⏝⏝❄⏝⏝❄⏝⏝❄⏝⏝ The village was really crowded. Gladys almost lost Clayton. She held his arm " Clayton . . - " she hissed in his ear " Let's go somewhere safe ! " " How about . . " Clayton pointed at a small , cozy-looking , bar. " Yes nice ! " " The theme reminds me of Lontown. " " Ah yes I remember- you where born there " she smiled and started walking towards the bar, holding his hand and dragging him along. ⏝⏝❄⏝⏝❄⏝⏝❄⏝⏝❄⏝⏝ " hmm . . the room is 20 coins " Gladys poured all her coins on her hands, counting them " I have 50 . . - " " I have 40 " Clayton said, looking inside his line bag. " Let's keep the 70 for food- hm ? " she asked. Clayton nodded " Yes Ma- . . I mean Gladys - I'm still not used to calling you Gladys . . My apologies " " just be yourself in front of me " she grinned. ⏝⏝❄⏝⏝❄⏝⏝❄⏝⏝❄⏝⏝ Clayton was awake all night. He couldn't sleep. He didn't know why. Maybe it was because a little kitten that Gladys had found in the street (she has a soft spot for injured animals, specially dogs and cats) was sleeping on his chest. He sighed. The cat looked fluffy. Clayton had never ever touched any pet in his whole entire life. He reached out and patted the kitten. Gosh it was so fluffy. He smiled, finally he felt what it was like to touch a cute little kitten . . . ⏝⏝❄⏝⏝❄⏝⏝❄⏝⏝❄⏝⏝ TO BE CONTINUED . . .
