Arielle has decided to go into her room. And what a room it is. The décor is amazing. Satin sheets, a canopy over her bed, her bed is made up of oak, she has the nicest walk in closet that I have ever seen and probably the biggest with it being at least six feet deep. There is a chandelier with candles hanging up from her ceiling. Speaking of her ceiling, there is a mural that is painted on it. Talk about living the life of luxury.
Yet, Arielle does not look happy. She downright looks miserable. I don’t get it. This is what most people dream of. She lives in a castle with a loyal servant to boot. How could she be so unhappy? What is it that is missing from her life? Whatever it is must be a big deal.