On the following morn, Ravenna failed to rouse herself at the customary hour.
Her awakening in Ansel's bedroom the previous day was due to the puppet control she had over her physical form, but this time… was different.
Ansel's nocturnal "antics" had only escalated, and Ravenna, whose stamina could not compare to that of Seraphina, awoke a full five hours later than usual.
The woman awoke, propping her forehead up with one hand, and with great effort, opened her eyes to a scene that was not the chaos she had anticipated.
Those messes he had forced her to create were nowhere to be seen, and the clothes that Ansel had made were all neatly arranged, though Ravenna had no idea where they had been placed.
She noticed a stack of clean clothes beside her, from undergarments to her ever-present white lab coat, all neatly folded and stacked.
Ravenna's eye twitched as she looked at the black garter stockings and lace lingerie on top of the pile.